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“If you have different opinions about something, then return it to Allah (Al Qur’an) and the Messenger (the Sunnah), if you truly believe in Allah and the day after. That way it's more mainstream (for you) and better as a result.”
(QS. With Nisa: 59).
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🌸بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمنِ الرَّحِيمِ🌸
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At exactly 8:35 this morning, Azhar had reached her parents' residence. After yesterday contacting his best friend, he rushed to convey his intentions to Ummi and Abinya.
Azhar explained everything without being covered up to make Ummi beautiful and very supportive of her son's decision even the decision to refuse the request from Adzkia's parents.
However, when he had the full support of the Ummi. There was Abi who was very hopeful that Azhar accepted her cousin's request, a request to marry Adzkia.
Some time debating Azhar, finally the explanation and strong belief of Azhar led to the word agree from the mouth of Abinya. Azhar breathed a sigh of relief until she echoed her roar of gratitude. He is grateful to have received two of the strongest blessings.
“A believer is amazing, because every thing is good. But it will not happen so except in a true mu’min. If he gets pleasure, he is grateful, and it is good for him. If he is stricken with distress, he is patient, and it is good for him”
(CHR. Muslim no.7692).
For the sake of Azhar's decision, the family meeting was held impromptu by her family.
And here they are now. It ends at Sarah's house. The house that Azhar had visited a few years ago with the same purpose but ended a firm rejection from his father Sarah.
But this time, they were very welcome.
After exchanging greetings, Azhar and her family were welcome to enter the mansion which now looks so beautiful. Filled with luxurious decorations and, should be in the yard there has been filled with many wreaths of congratulations but he did not meet a single sentence. It may have been removed by Sarah's family when knowing the chronology of the incident that happened to Sarah yesterday through the mouth of Riqhad.
There is no need to explain at length, because everything has been conveyed by Riqhad first to this family. Azharlah who asked Riqhad for help to explain his plan and intention after previously he conveyed everything he saw and what he heard yesterday.
Until that night, when Sarah's parents were in the fog thinking about her daughter's fate. Riqhad came to gather his family to convey everything. What Riqhad said was like a cooling wind and lamp for them.
Sarah's father, who had rejected Azhar and had hoped that Azhar would ask her daughter again, could not hold back his tears of gratitude. He is saddened to hear the fate of his daughter who has been betrayed by the person he loves the most and moved to see the persistence of Azhar who is still solid with his intentions.
Azhar is such a nice guy that not a single bit of hate on their family has turned her down. Azhar remained firm in her belief. Sarah's father is proud, he is happy that his guest today is Azhar. He was grateful until his admiration for the figure of Azhar increased.
Azhar, the man most worthy of Sarah. That's the belief of a father like him. The father of a single daughter who unfortunately has been wasted by a man out there.
After making small talk for a moment, the proposal sentence began to echo.
“Assalamu’alikum Warrahmatullahi Westarakatuh.” Abinya Azhar said opening a real veil.
Then, answered by Sarah's father. “Wa’alaikumussalam Warahmatullahi Westarakatuh.”
Abi Azhar continued again, “maaf earlier for our arrival who impressed do not know custom, sorry also if we come without official permission. Straight away. I am here as the Father of Azhar. Representing our ananda to convey his goodwill to this house."
"Our son Azhar, with the consent of us with clear eyes and a holy heart, intends to propose to Sarah, your daughter, to be his wife. All at once let Azhar replace the groom who she says annulled the marriage. Allow our son to sit down with your daughter in place of his groom.”
Sarah's father held back, he looked at the resolutely authoritative figure who delivered the request. Then he turned to the handsome figure in front of him. Azhar looked at him expressionlessly but scratched the aura of gentleness on her middle eastern face. Sarah's father felt unworthy of this beautiful proposal today. Moreover, the proposal from the figure of a good man in front of him.
Clutching both hands in her lap, Sarah's father made a sound. “Thanks for coming. I as the Father of Sarah feel very grateful to receive a proposal from your son, Azhar. Honestly, I also had the chance to hope that Nak Azhar came back here to ask Sarah again. To Nak Azhar, I regretted rejecting you at that time and might have disappointed you. For all that, I don't want to feel a second sense of regret."
"Then, by saying bismilbornohmanirohim, I accepted this proposal and I allowed Nak Azhar to be the groom for Sarah. Do not call her a substitute bride because there is nothing to replace. Enough of him, Azhar and I want to welcome Ijab from me.”
Everyone present heard and watched –except Shanum and Zoeya-it also sighed in gratitude. They were so moved that they could no longer speak after.
“Pa, plan can be as before. Sarah outside new until.” Said Mama Sarah who had just received a message from her daughter.
“We'd better wait for Sarah and ask her for approval.” Pinta Azhar's mother because she does not want this marriage to seem coercive if not approved by Sarah and can even have bad consequences later.
If a girl has been married without her willingness, there are scholars who allow the child to choose to continue his marriage or separate.
In his account a hadith from Ibn Abbas RA, he recounts, “There was a girl who came to the Prophet Muhammad and reported that her father married her, while she did not like. Then, the Prophet gave the woman the right to vote (to continue the marriage or separate).” (CHR. Ahmad, Abu Daud, and Ibn Majah). Allah a'lam.
A moment later, Sarah appears with Shakilla. Sarah looked at her crowded home with her relatives and close neighbors.
Sarah POV
I set foot in our luxurious house which now looks so beautiful like a palace. I tried to convince and strengthen myself of this shame. I'll accept all the possibilities that come after this.
I regret that I used to be the leader to put Faris first rather than my own parents. I chose to trivialize my ideals to follow him, I was willing to lie to Mama and Papa to want to be with him until I was willing to threaten them to be able to unite with Faris.
“Ma, Pa forgive Sarah for making you ashamed and hurt. After this, whatever you want Sarah will give you as much as Sarah.” can My mind regrets what it already has.
When I arrived in the living room, my eyes found some strangers who were now mingling with my family. Until a beautiful woman with her gentle gaze greeted me with her warm embrace.
Mama hugged me tightly, she kissed the side of my face with her tears. I who was tired of crying again shed my tears, shed my sadness in my most comfortable embrace of Mama.
“Sorry, sorry, sorry Sarah Mama.” I'm on Mama's shoulder.
Mom nodded without saying a word. I know he feels what I feel and maybe he knows what I'm bringing today. If I get hurt, my mom gets hurt even more. If I get sick, my mom will get sick. He's my soul mate. My midwife. Why would I let her down like this?
Then, Mama stretched out our embrace. She wiped my tears after wiping her own tears. He led me to join my other family and some of those strangers. Mama took me to sit between her and papa.
I lowered my head, hiding my face which now looked chaotic and unpleasant to look at. I also did not dare to look at the face of my father who had been disappointed by me. Until then Papa's firm voice began to sound.
“Sarah, this is Azhar and her family. He came to propose to you to be his wife and asked for permission to be his groom on this day. Papa accepts. How about you?” Ask Papa.
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I could not believe what my father said, so I slowly ventured to lift my eyes. Until my iris met the gaze of the man in front of me.
A man who is unfortunately handsome and looks like a Middle Eastern descendant. But I felt familiar with his face, but I could not think again until I saw him avoiding my gaze. He chose to decide our view.
Because of my silence, my father repeated his words again. “Sarah how, Nak?”
I stared one by one at my family until the family of this man in front of me. Then, lastly, I faced my parents. Their faces gave off hope. I hate this situation, I hate the man in front of me I just found out named ‘Azhar’ more.
Why should he be a good person here? Why would he help me to cover up this shame? Why is he asking me, this woman who is so unworthy of him? The woman who has blinded the love of a jerk whose name I don't want to mention anymore and the woman who repeatedly disappoints her parents? Why should I? A woman named Sarah. Thought.
Then, my eyes looked at the chair I was sitting in. Then the decorations that encircle this house. All of this is the work of my chosen WO. I looked down again until I believed that there was no better option than to accept this man named Azhar. Nothing would happen more beautiful if I said ‘no’ for this today.
After breathing in and throwing it away slowly, putting aside my racing heartbeat. I also nodded bitterly.
“Sarah accepts and allows her to be Sarah's husband. Thanks and sorry.” I said what I ended with a joke.
I apologize for tying this bright-eyed good guy up all my life, bringing him to my deepest grief. Can he survive beside me? I want to know that.
At once they said thank you until papa and mama hugged me tightly. “Thank you dear. Be happy today. Don't think of anything else other than your marriage to Azhar.” Say them and I nodded back while returning their embrace.
I try to accept and convince myself of what happened yesterday and today. I will marry the bride of his successor to the man who from today titled ‘bjak’ and ‘biadap.’
I'm Sarah, no longer expecting what's been missed, much less something bad and almost rotten. Rubbish. I am Sarah, who today will be married but not by the one I love. Will this loveless marriage survive and be happy? I don't know. But I hope this is the best.
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Kerinci, 21/09/2019