IT'S NOT MOM'S FAULT
CHAPTERS 1. TRAGEDIES
"Well. Legitimate. Legitimate." The noise of the audience in the mosque when the groom had just smoothly recited the qabul ijab in one breath.
The relationship between the two starts from the teacher and student of a missionary guidance institution in the city of Rain. Today is exactly one year they get acquainted to culminate in a guarantee.
Although they often meet in institutions, but the two rarely engage in intense communication in addition to the topic of discussion about the deepening of the teachings believed.
"Assynnya!" exclaimed the representative of the groom's entourage when entering the terrace of the bride's residence.
"Wa 'alaikumussalam." No less boisterous sahutan from the bridesmaids when welcoming the arrival of Malya's husband.
The maulids together sholawat become backsound escorts when this halal couple will start the prayer procession. The awkwardness again surrounds them when they have to look at each other's faces and touch for the first time.
"Hold sir ustad, hold it." A girl's voice teased when Sulaiman encouraged Tigor to step forward.
"Sir, that, Mr. Ustad ... Malya shy." Again, the voice of Malya's friend mimicked the viral slogan of a social media.
The boisterous voice of the audience makes the two at a glance meet, throw each other a smile and then back down because the row becomes the center of attention so many pairs of eyes especially babbling from the teasers.
"Come, read a prayer of kindness so that Malya can immediately greet with salim," said Sulaiman's mother-in-law.
The Ustad nodded faintly at the command of his mother-in-law. The two then faced each other.
"Ciyya....!" When Sulayman's hand hung in the air. Seemed hesitant when going to touch the right side of Malya's head.
Prayers of kindness glided through the shahdu because Sulaiman's voice suddenly raucous, he was grateful to have now perfected half of his religion.
"Aamiin's." Malya agreed as she grabbed her husband's right hand and Sulaiman put a small kiss on the forehead.
The happy cheer of the audience watched the bride and groom who were still shy. The procession is then continued until the evening according to local customary customs.
"Thank God, all the ideals of the world have been achieved. If Allah breaks my contract at this time, in shay's Allah is sincere" Sulaiman said when the festivities had ended and both were in the room.
Malya scrunched her forehead. "Kok, did you say that? the new pledge has not been implemented all obligations are also the fulfillment of my rights," said Malya smiling sweetly implying something to her husband.
Sulaiman replied with a piety, understanding his wife's intentions. He then looked at Malya clingy and long, as if he wanted to keep the face of the woman sitting in front of him in memory.
"Mas, I thought so. Sendu very, I'm not going anywhere," as always Malya, approached Sulaiman who was sitting on the side of the bed.
"You see, afraid of being hard again ngingetnya later," replied the ustad.
"From the last word is that mulu ish, in she Allah long soul mate hattal Jannah, aamiin," replied the woman ayu while linking the grip of the fingers.
"Aamiinu. Al, if I go home first, you can remarry after iddah yes. Do not fall into sadness for too long, be careful when satan inserts," Sulaiman said again.
"Mas, what the hell from earlier. It's our wedding day, you see" Malya's sigh stared fixed bead eyes that also did not recede to look at him.
The first night passed by halal couples just by staring and hugging each other. The day after, Malya will leave the city of Rain to Jakarta to hold a thanksgiving ngunduh mantu at Sulaiman residence.
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Come the day when the Malya family group will leave for the besan residence to hold a second event.
Because Malya will settle in Jakarta, the couple decided to travel using the matic motor owned by the woman. This plan is about the parents of both, but they say they want to feel the experience of traveling long distances for the first time as a halal couple.
"Be careful on the road. Don't speed up the tree. If you use a motorbike, yes, we also stop entering the toll," said Malya's father.
The message was taken by both, even Sulaiman's mother never stopped calling the child to be careful when going home later. The accompaniment slowly drove away from the Malya residence.
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Elsewhere, at the same time.
Brakkk's. Brakkk's. The sound of an apartment door being kicked by a man.
Biantara rushed into the residence and checked one by one his room.
"MARY!!" exclaimed Bian when he caught his woman making out with a man.
"Hey!!" a stranger, surprised. His face pias between shame and the emotions of his privacy was disturbed.
The masculine man's hands were clenched beside the suit, creeping until the veins of his hands as well as his neck were clearly visible. It's really scary to shudder anyone who sees it.
"Bi, Bi-an! I-I can explain. I-I'll explain" said Maria Selena stammered, inching with fear.
"Dian? who's that?" ask the stranger.
Bugh. Bugh. Bian beat up Maria's partner until the man fell down, then pulled his fiancee out of there.
"Done, last!! pain, pain!!" shouted Maria trying to release the check on the wrist as a result of being pulled Biantara.
"Less what I am to you!!" bian said no less loudly as they climbed the elevator.
"You liar! time travel!! I'm tired of having to wait for your grandmother's blessing!!" sentak Mary.
Sexy girl was crying, approaching Bian is actually just a blur because the man adores her very much by giving a lot of luxury facilities.
But over time, Maria followed her heart until love appeared for the man despite the blessing of Beatrice, Bian's grandmother who was disinclined.
Ting. Elevator arrives at basement.
"Crocodile tears, ckckck I've really been fooled all this time! come with me, I will prove to you that I intend to marry you!!" bian said, pulling back when the elevator door opened, walking quickly towards the car.
"Can't be! you said you wouldn't get married until Beatrice's blessing came down" Mary said.
"Get in!!" Bian opened the left side door and pushed Maria inside.
What the CEO did did did not escape the scrutiny of someone's eyes in the corner there. He's been waiting for this moment for a long time. Wishing the woman to escape from Bian's pehape and see herself.
The metallic black Toyota FT86 slowly came out of the basement, sliding rapidly through the slightly quiet streets of Jakarta. Bian was overcome with lust, he began to falter.
"Don't be crazy! I don't want to die yet" cried Maria in panic as the car driven by Biantara swerved, overtaking many other vehicles with sharp manoeuvres.
"Dian! Bian! okay, I listen to you, we're talking good, "Maria's getting scared because Bian's not responding.
Biantara's gaze was sharp towards the front, not blinking an inch. Her heart is now very sick of being betrayed by Mary even if not the first time.
"Dians. Watch out, Biaaaannn!" yelled Maria repeatedly.
"Don't be noisy! if I can't have you then no one else will!" muttered the CEO of the retail company, turning to Maria.
"Revelation!!!" Maria pulled the wheel avoiding a hole in the middle of the road.
"Deliver!!" Bian pushed the woman into the left glass door.
Bugh. "Awh!" cry Maria withstood the impact pain on the head.
When both of them let their guard down, Biantara did not see that there was a motor running at medium speed, entering the road from the left side of the fork. Even a violent clash could not be avoided.
"Awass. Nooo!!!!!" shouted Maria.
Brakes. Sraaac. Dhuarrs.
Malya and Sulaiman's motorbike was hit by a Bian car traveling at high speed, dragging the two-wheeled vehicle fifty meters long before slamming so that their bodies could not move on the side of the road.
While the condition in the car, Biantara was unconscious due to hit the airbag, the left glass cracked while Maria, his head was badly injured because it released a lot of blood.
This alternative road situation is indeed a little quiet. A man suddenly stopped his car at the location, caught up to the female rider who was thrown.
"Oh God, what does this mean? this my path?" muttered a man.
How surprised he was to see the overall condition of the victim. Even evil sense just sneaks in. He then executed the plan lightning-fast before the citizens came.
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