
D-days...
I deg-degan. It feels really mixed. As if I can't believe today I really want to marry. uh wrong, marry. After a quarter of a century of living as Papa's only daughter, I am now about to begin a new life. Not as a child anymore, but as a wife, a companion to life, of a man who would become my household priest.
This means I will have new responsibilities. From what was originally Papa's mother, now I will be the mother of another man, the man who is the key to heaven for me later. Funny yes. after years of being forged to always be filial with parents, with just one sentence of ijab qabul, my devotion will change for my husband. It's not Papa I have to obey the most, but my husband.
"Papa's task is done." Abis make-up, I talked to Papa in the dressing room. Intentionally I ask everyone to come out, I want to be alone with Papa, for the last time as Papa's mother. "After this, Papa's rights over you will be replaced by others"
I'm mewek. But only want to marry, not leave Papa forever. Abis marriage I can still meet Papa, I can still spoiled the same Papa, I can still continue to worship Papa. But it feels, there is a bond between me and Papa that must be cut off until here. The bond between a little princess and the first man present in her life.
"Loh.loh. Fade it's your make-up, nduk" the Papa reminded. But what to say, I can't hold these tears to come down.
"Papa.hiks hiks.." I splashed into Papa's arms. "Maafin Khanza ya pa. During this time Khanza has made many papa sad, making Papa disappointed. But Khanza loves Papa. I'm so good." the Papa pats slowly my shoulder calms down. "Papa will always be Khanza's favorite. Even though Khanza is already the wife of people, but there will be no one to replace Papa in Khanza's heart"
I shake my head. The tears are getting worse. All the memories are playing in my head again. How stubborn I used to make Papa often rise in blood, how struggle Papa raised me alone, if I can turn the time, I want to go back to the past and fix everything. I'm so sorry why I wasted so much time. To this day, it feels like I haven't been able to repay all the cranky lucid that Papa has done for me.
"Udah. That's where the make-up is. Papa get out first. The show was about to begin" and with a gentle swipe in the hair, Papa walked out, preparing to make a one-breath sentence that led me to the new gate of life.
When Khanza was born into the world, Papa strengthened Khanza with the humming of the adhan. No matter the pain and fatigue, Papa stretches the easy way without Khanza having to bother. Now, as Khanza has grown up thanks to all Papa's efforts, Papa must give up Khanza to be lured by another man, to be the mother of another man, to be the responsibility of another man.
It took a long time for Khanza to understand why Papa desperately wanted the best man as Khanza's life companion.
I love you Papa.. I always do.