
"Alhamdulilah, now you two have legally become a married couple," said Mr. Penghulu who was greeted by the same greeting by everyone in the room.
"Alhamdulilah," all the attendees simultaneously welcomed the words of the Penghulu.
Then, the procession of the marriage contract is continued with the wedding prayer and the signing of the marriage document.
Fifteen minutes passed, the voice of Mr. Penghulu returned to give instructions.
"Now, please the groom pair the wedding gold to the bride," the pak pengulu looked at Zafira and Fariz in turn.
The two brides were shocked. Fariz looked at his wife. So did Zafira. Both felt like a dream. Feeling not fully believe that they have now officially married and become a legal married couple, because previously they were both just friends.
Fariz obeyed Pengghulu's instructions, took the diamond necklace from the jewelry box and immediately draped it around Zafira's neck.
When the installation of a wedding necklace, generally the bride will smile happily to see the husband draping the wedding gold on his neck. It is different with Zafira. The girl's face did not give any response at all. Looks flat. He was like a statue, just silent. Fariz could see the wife's flat face, but did not bother her.
Then Fariz put a fancy ring on Zafira's ring finger. Diamond rings at fantastic prices, which are engraved with a row of stars are reflected in a row of round diamonds lined with body bride rings.
The man grabbed Zafira's hand, then smiled as the delicate hand was in his grasp. He continued to be grateful for the favor of God who had entrusted himself to be Zafira's husband to look after him for life.
Zafira did the same, putting a ring on her husband's ring finger but still with a flat face without a smile let alone laughter.
After everything was done, it was time for the bride to kiss her husband's hand. It is one of the rituals that must be done every time Ijab Qabul is completed.
"Please the bride kiss your husband's hand" ordered Mr. Penghulu who made all eyes on Zafira.
Zafira who had just looked down and daydreamed after the completion of the ring installation, apparently did not listen to the instructions of the Penghulu.
"Zafira?" called Arga slowly jerking the bride's daydream.
"Oh yes, yes, yes," Zafira spontaneously raised her head to look at the father who was in front of her.
"You didn't hear what Mr Penghulu said?" Arga whispered slightly.
Zafira looked dumb. He really did not hear what Mr. Penghulu had just said. During the procession of Ijab Qabul, the girl's mind was not solemn. Various daydreams perched on the head. His mind floated somewhere, raging ruining his mood.
"Woman, please kiss your husband's hand" repeated Mr. Penghulu who realized that the bride had not heard his first instructions.
Zafira was stunned for a moment. He immediately turned to Fariz who was on his left side, who had tilted his body slightly to the right side. His hand was outstretched waiting for Zafira to kiss him.
Zafira breathed so deeply. With hesitation and a confused look, he grabbed Fariz's hand, carrying it and sticking it to his lips and nose. Kiss a glimpse of her best friend's hand that has now changed status to her husband, then immediately take it off.
"Deg"
Just being kissed like that had made Fariz's heart beat hard. Blissfully. Only that word now graced his heart. Although Zafira kissed his hand only briefly but Fariz already enjoyed it very much. His heart was certain that he was not dreaming now.
Now the girl beside him, who kissed his hand, it was Zafira, who had officially and legitimately been his wife, not just a pseudo-shadow that was always present to disturb his mind and sleep at night.
"Now, please the groom kiss the bride," again pak Penghulu gave instructions.
Fariz looked surprised. So did Zafira. His reflexes raised, looking at the man beside him. Look at his eyes as if asking Fariz not to do what Mr. Penghulu ordered. But unfortunately, the husband did not understand the gesture of gaze that the wife showed.
Slightly frightened, the man hesitantly touched Zafira's nape, lowered her a little, then placed a lip on the girl's forehead. Pretty long.
"Deg"
Fariz's heart was racing again. The rhythm becomes abnormal. Although the heart was beating very fast, but the man looked so enjoyed and did not want to immediately take off the kiss on the forehead of his beloved wife.
But Fariz's desire was not the same as his wife's. Unexpectedly, Zafira suddenly pulled her head which automatically made Fariz's kiss come off. Fariz was surprised by Zafira's attitude, which seemed to signal rejection. But Fariz was not offended, the man smiled while arranging his seat again.
After a few minutes of completing all the series of wedding certificates and closing prayers, Mr. Penghulu and the guests immediately enjoyed the dishes that have been provided at several large tables located in the corner of the room. And before long one by one the guests began to leave the Arga residence and only the nuclear family remained.
Zafira seemed to shed tears and repeatedly wiped the clear circles on her face with the tissue Fariz had given her. Either way, she should feel happy, sad, moved or sorry about this marriage. He doesn't understand either. All those feelings blended into one in her heart making the girl's eyes not stop crying.
Alluna, who was still in the room, went to greet, hugged Zafira and kissed the cheek of the beautiful bride.
"Congratulations to Zafira. May you be Sakinah's family, Mawaddah and Warahmah, Aamiin, "Alluna took off her arms, smiling warmly with familiarity.
Zafira was stunned to see the first invited guest who had met and did not know him at all but had shown a very warm attitude.
"You?" Zafira's countenance looked puzzled. He wanted to ask the identity of the girl who had just congratulated him.
"I'm Alluna," Alluna replied quickly, trying to drive away the confusion on the bride's face.
"Alluna," Zafira slightly rolled her eyes trying to remember, who is this girl? As he remembered, he did not have SD, Junior High School, High School friends, on campus even a working partner named Alluna.
"He's my friend" continued Zafran who was standing next to Alluna.
Zafira's vision suddenly shifted to his twin brother. The girl's eyebrows clutched feeling even more confused.
"Oh, since when have you had such a beautiful friend? Usually you go everywhere always alone," chirped Zafira a little forget all the feelings that bother her heart, looked curiously at Zafran, then moved back to observe Alluna.
"Since this morning," said Zafran meaningfully looking at Alluna who was smiling earlier.
"Since this morning?," Zafira was more and more confused to hear Zafran's words. But Zafran remained silent, not answering his sister's question. He drew a smile at the corner of his lips looking at the curiosity clearly on Zafira's face.
Zafira looked at Alluna from the top of her hair to the top of her feet. The girl greatly admired Alluna's beauty. Starting from the color of white skin, well-groomed hair, body posture was as high as himself, even his way of dressing was very elegant even though he did not have to open the aura.
"Very pretty. Is he Zafran's lover? Since when?," thought Zafira inwardly, feeling increasingly curious.
Zafira likes the girl. It seems like Alluna is a kind, sincere and easy girl to blend in with people she just met. And a good news for their extended family, if Zafran can turn the girl around.
"Hai Zafira, congratulations, yes" some of Zafira's fellow students came to storm the bride, congratulating her by greeting and kissing the bride's cheek. And do not forget they also greet Zafira's husband who is always faithful standing next to the wife.
Seeing Zafira was busy shaking hands with friends and guests present, Zafran immediately invited Alluna to introduce her to the parents
"Come with me" he said, nudging the girl's shoulders slightly with his fingertips.
"Where are you going?" Alluna asked hesitantly.
"Follow it," said Zafran walking in front of Alluna. The girl also complied.
Arriving at his destination, Zafran immediately embraced the shoulder of a beautiful woman who was busy chatting with guests and family.
"Ma," Zafran slightly kissed her right shoulder.
Surprised by the call and the touch of someone on her shoulder, the woman turned her head to the right side.
"What's up, son? You are spoiled once," mama Laras smiled looking at the child's anxiety.
"Zafran wants to introduce you to someone,"
Mama Laras' eyes rounded and twisted the body facing the child.
"Oh yeah? Who's the lucky girl? Mama has been waiting for you to bring a girl and introduce to the family" said mama Laras with sparkling eyes.
"This ma, her name is Alluna. He's my friend," Fariz shifted his body and stepped closer to Alluna who was behind him, then stood beside the girl.
Mama Laras immediately turned her head in search of Alluna's name which Zafran mentioned.
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