Immaculacy
Mixed customs

Marriage is not for happiness, but for worship. Happiness is only the makmum of worship and blessings in a marriage. Salim A Fillah's

Room with shades of sky blue, with some flowers arranged in the middle of the bed looks beautiful though simple. The woman dressed in matching colors with curtains dangling in her room looked at her face in a big mirror before her. The fingernails up to the fingertips of his hands looked blackish red. Without graffiti like hena or mahendi the term Indian, but processed leaves girlfriend mashed with a little gambier as a mixture. Traditional ones!

ckreeks! the door to the room is open

"Have Mil finished?" white glamorous women in line with her hijab enter the room.

"You don't want to change your clothes?"

"Yes, change.., if I receive guests wearing this shirt, later called the person I'm going to hajjah!" that woman's oceh.

Tradition in our area, if there is a Walimah or Khitanan event, usually the event starts from 8 am. The Khatam Qur'an. A female or male female in circumcision will read the Qur'an. And they wear white.

"Yes your dress crazier, where did you put your bag?" ask Mila

"Tu under your feet!" The woman took the pepper bag right under Mila's feet.

"You're wearing my clothes!"

"Where is it, the nagging of ajanya sikit! Don't be so angry the older you get."

"Kok you Mil, I'm sorry I came home. Far away from Makassar I want you to bully me!" The woman crossed her arms in the chest.

"Jelek ah.., no pantes lash, it's big!" pejuk Mila pulls out Juna's hijab

The old friend did not stop joking, letting go of the deep longing. Juna has now reunited with his family. Just got home, Juna immediately went to Mila's house.

After finishing changing clothes and getting a little dressed up, Juna came out of the room, looking at the situation outside. It turns out that the Marriage Accord is about to begin. Dzaki and his family have arrived.

Dzaki looks handsome, typical Malay male brackets are light blue combined with songket with an older color looks perfect like a Malay king. The smile never disappeared from his face, sometimes showing his teeth were pure white.

"I accept the marriage, Milatul Ulya bint Arpin Sibarani with the mascawine in cash!"

Bride, Bride, Guardian, Witness and Ijab Qabul. Complete, marriage is fulfilled. Now Mila and Dzaki are legally husband and wife.

Accompanied by Juna, Mila came out of the room. He sat down next to her husband. Taklik sighat read aloud by Dzaki, Mila kissed her husband's hand, there is a day and relief accompanied by gratitude there. After signing the wedding book the contract is completed, followed by a tray containing one glass of water, and several small cups containing various kinds. There's salt, sugar, and oranges.

Dzaki frowned, his gaze shifted to the smiling face of his wife.

"It's just customary.., take it as you wish!" father says

Dzaki took a glass filled with drinking water, dipped the water until it was gone.

"What does all this mean?" tannya

"Hm. said the old people first, what was taken first by the groom is a picture of his married life later, if you take sugar, if you take sugar,means the man just wants sweetness, if you take oranges can be together when sweet or sour life."

"If salt?" ask Dzaki

"If salt, said the old men he could be at any moment, would be hard to please, from young to old. Taken from the use of salt that can be placed everywhere. If cooking must be packed with salt, making cakes also use salt, do not think nutmeg, this is only customary. Just respect, you'll say we're not tight!" arpin replied followed by the laughter of all the guests present.

"Hm..if you choose water?, then the bride is thirsty!" answer Dzaki yourself

After taking the blessings of the event with a prayer, the couple sungkem bride, ask permission to their parents. Marriage is not just a union between a man and a woman, but the union of two families.

Arpin's cry broke as Mila kissed his hand begging for blessing. While Mai looks more rigid, this is a happy moment, no tears, he thought.

As Dzaki shakes the hand of his father-in-law, Arpin pulls Dzaki into his arms, unbending the middle-aged man shed tears in front of him.

"I'm not ashamed to cry in front of you, these are not tears of sadness, these are tears of joy. Please guide my son to the cause of God, I leave him to you. Please take care of my trust"

True said ustadz Felix siau, how not to cry parents when marrying his daughter. Just imagine, from childhood even since the child was in the womb, he had loved her, gave all the best, after birth to adulthood given the best education, too, when the time came, he handed the child he guarded to a man he had just met.

Ummi Ana welcomed Mila's hand with a happy smile, hugging her daughter-in-law.

"Ummi finally has a daughter. Titip Dzaki son," Ana kissed him

"Barokallahulaka wabaroka 'alaika wajama'a bainakuma fii khoir, When a man says “I received” in a marriage contract, then it means he says “that I accept the responsibility to serve, when a man says <TAG1>, love and protect her”, take good care of your wife" said buya Latif pat her son's shoulder slowly

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The couple in the room, Dzaki sat on a mattress still wearing clothes during the meeting, while Mila had changed clothes wearing traditional Malay clothes, yellow clothes with high edits on the head. The one who saw him felt pity.

"Weight deck?"

"Hm.banget bang" replied Mila without allowing her views. She only saw her husband's reflection from the glass

The bride-to-be continues to tidy up Mila's appearance.

"Ki.ayok came out, already at home it seems here!" goda Zain's.

Mila is a Batak tribe, while her mammoth Banjar, but the custom used at the reception is Malay custom. Mila chose Malay custom because her grandmother was a native Malay, Mila's grandmother was born in Tanjung Balai. A small town adjacent to the town where Mila lived. Qodarullah.., Buya Latif, his father-in-law was also a Deli Malay.

Dzaki and his family are at Aisyah's parents' house. Dzaki already wears Malay custom clothing similar to Mila.

After arriving to the reception location, the bridal party was greeted with several people who replied to a pantun. Like a doorstop in the Betawi tradition.

After the completion of all customary processions, the bride is juxtaposed at the pelaminan.

Followed again by the fresh flour event.

At the traditional ceremony of marriage Malay culture of plain flour patuk is a routine, is a traditional ceremony and gratitude to the Supreme One. It also means asking for the blessing of the audience and presenting joy or pleasure to both brides, in addition to that it is also meaningful as a symbol of rejection of all the reinforcements and disturbances that may be received later. The ceremony was performed by the closest family.

The event ended with Do'a, and after the dzuhur event resumed, the bride now wears traditional Javanese clothing.

Modification of Javanese fashion for the hijab-wearing like Mila, is not so difficult at this time.

"If you are veiled but still can be beautiful to wear really paes," said the bride.

Dzaki went into the room, seeing his wife already in Javanese clothes.

"Eh..iki sopo? kok ayu tenan!" heed

Mila just smiled shyly, followed by guyonan mba Princess of the bride.

"Loh..rak know to? yo wes mbae tak gowo muleh ae"

"Ojo is mba.., I'm trying kambe' sopo!" answer Dzaki

Following their second laughter

"Supel, it turns out that bang Dzaki is not a stiff person as I thought. He also likes to joke" Mila said in her heart

Juna and his friends went into the bridal room. There's Uni, Ahmad and Erwin.

Baarokallahulaka wabaroka 'alaika wajama'a bainakuma fii khoir. Ahmad said a prayer while shaking Dzaki's hand. Aamiin answered all who heard.

"Where is Ahmad?" ask Mila

"Bah balek Malaysia, has finished holidays. Must be a balek penang, college!"

"Honey Mil, I didn't see you with Zahira. Though really pinched her puffed cheeks, so instead you just!" Juna pinched Ahmad's two cheeks furiously.

"It hurts the Junaedi!"

"Eh..Jun, beware there will be jealous lo" said Erwin glanced at Uni

Juna who saw Erwin's glance, immediately understood.

"Ha!,Uni...do you want to be with Memet?" juna asked in an explosion

The atmosphere was boisterous in the room, as if they were in a grand reoni.

Dzaki who was sitting outside hearing their conversation smiled understandably.

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Beyond the prediction, it turns out that there are many invited guests. Mila's schoolmates almost all came, there was a pile of gifts that mounted in the room.

After returning from the Isya Dzaki prayer and all the men in the house from the mosque, Dzaki entered his room.

"Sholat?" tannya

"It's just praying,bang! I was ready to eat my brother at the table, I ate first!" mila said

"Please pray, you just wait here! Later we both eat it." said Dzaki lay his body on a mattress full of gifts

The reception was deliberately only until the afternoon, not as usual. If this is the reception from morning until night.

This is all Mila's request, tired he said he was constantly changing clothes.

Some guests were still there, Arpin and Mai welcomed him inside the house only. Some people still see some cleaning the location of the party, the complex road that was closed, has now been reopened.

"Bang.., bang Dzaki get up, eat first!" Mila wakes her tired-looking husband.

Dzaki was shocked and woke up like a delirious person.

"Astaghfirullah.branch overslept."

"Yok..eat first" said Mila opened the door.

Awkward, want to be quiet like telling a story, want to ask questions but do not know what to ask, be that night eating without a sound.

"Well bang, how do you eat chicken?, which vegetable?" Mila saw the contents of her husband's plate.

"Consider not eating vegetables he" replied Dzaki

How many times have I eaten together here, which means he didn't notice me Dzaki murmured