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Rest assured, there is something waiting for you after so much patience (which you live), which will make you stunned until you forget how painful the pain is.

ali bin Abi Thalib

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🌸بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمنِ الرَّحِيمِ🌸

Happy reading

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At a hotel where Sarah went berserk yesterday. Now look lovers who are sitting quietly without a sound. Both of them only received the mockery and scorn from the two middle-aged people in front of him. They could not control the words of the two men because what they did was a big mistake.

Dimitri and Fani learn everything this son did from his son's subordinates. After sending a message to Sarah with an overflow of guilt, this married couple immediately left Brunei because it was haunted by regret for Sarah's family.

Actually they wanted to meet Sarah's family first but when Berli conveyed Faris' behavior in Singapore that had betrayed Sarah just two days before the wedding ceremony. They also postponed travel to Indonesia until stopping first in this country.

They did not think that the favorite son they were proud of was already doing contempt here. He left his marriage for a woman who looked like a prostitute in the eyes of a Fani, Faris' mother. Women are known as the queen of taste and the strongest instinct until not infrequently if the first impression he encounters sometimes approaches the reality.

“We are really disappointed! For all this behavior of yours. Your position at our Agency pull!” Shouted Mama Fani.

Faris immediately gasped to hear it until ventured to argue, “but Ma, can't do dong g-“

“Find another job and never beg us. You've thrown away a woman that you like so much and done this kind of undignified thing! If indeed you love this woman why not from far away you reject Sarah? Why should it be a day before the wedding huh! It was Sarah who knew it herself until coming here.” Her mother again shouted in wrath without giving Faris time to make a sound.

“Ma, listen to Faris first. Faris does not love Sarah anymore, but Sarah who insists on her marriage accelerated even take care of everything herself without asking for Faris' opinion. Who the hell leaked Faris here?” Faris made a sound and then looked down again in annoyance.

“You! Still dare to speak. Disappointingly. Papa asks you to get married if you do not want to add sin. After marriage, you will find another job to support this woman without our intervention. Don't come to the agency anymore because you don't have the right. This is a punishment for you for bringing us shame!” Now his father again made a sound, spilling his frustration.

In room number 555, Papa Faris again sat himself on the sofa followed by his wife. While kneeling his temple he returned to a soft voice.

"Where should we put this face? How do we look at the face of Sarah's family you've hurt? What if tomorrow if our invited guest has already attended the event when it is not you who are married and not you who are the groom?”

Faris could not believe what his father said, so he raised his face and said, “so? Will Sarah have a marriage today? But, with whom?”

“Yes, Sarah will still be able to marry a man named Azhar.” Mama Faris replied while wiping her tears that unexpectedly finally melted even though she had been resistant.

Faris who heard it immediately pegged on the spot, he became stiff. There is a side of his heart that does not like to hear that Sarah can still get married today not even with him.

Faris looked back at imagining how now Sarah was with other men, they seemed harmonious and happy. Damnit. Faris did not accept until he unconsciously incubated while clenching his hands tightly.

Bella who was no less surprised to hear it was turned to look at the man beside her but what she caught was Faris' dark face, his hands clenched as if he did not like if Sarah could still marry another man.

“Why does Faris look disappointed and not accept like this? Does he regret having chosen me and forsaken Sarah?" Inner Bella.

Bella clenched her hands, with a rumble of anger filling her chest she also emitted the same dark aura. “Sial! Fuck you Sarah!"

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the emeralder

A woman looks so beautiful with her elegant bun. The dress that seemed to sweep the floor looked so luxurious and soft, very suitable attached to Sarah's beautiful body.

He exuded an aura of uneasiness yet looked so relieved. He who was accompanied by his mother and Latiffa now witnessed the preparations recorded in a cctv that was deliberately installed in his room. Holding a kabul ijab procession that will start soon.

On that flat screen, there was a man in a dress that was in harmony with Sarah's dress. Sarah looked at Azhar's face which looked a little nervous as it had taken its place in front of her father.

Sarah immediately lowered her head when she saw her father pat Azhar's shoulder trying to calm the man down. No matter the small interaction was able to warm up in the heart of a Sarah. Then unexpectedly Sarah revealed her faint smile.

When he was still down, he looked at a pair of hands that had been beautifully engraved with white patterns that framed the hand gently up to his finger and spiked with silver flickers. He half-believed in all this, it felt like a dream. Marriage with an unexpected partner. Sarah's face was flat, her hands cold.

“A minute, Son. Mama just went to the next room. Kok Zoeya with Shanum long very prepared, the show was already willing to start it.” Said her mother while patting Sarah's shoulder gently.

Sarah nodded obediently to pay attention to the cctv again, Latiffa who was in her bed was seen breastfeeding Fatan and also participated in watching the cctv.

While Sarah was upstairs with mixed feelings erratically, downstairs had prepared a man who also felt things that were not much different from Sarah, azhar looks happier than Sarah. Azhar was so agitated and tense. He repeatedly recited do’a in order to be given tranquility by Him.

Really, he had never imagined that he could be in this position in this close time. If it were not His provisions then it could not be like this. This is nothing but the intervention of the Most Willing.

“Tenangin myself loe Bro. Don't be nervous. Do’a loe has been accrued by Allah. Loe time is not ready anyway.” His whisper.

Azhar swallow, “Riqhad sok nasehatin me. I don't know what it's like in this position. It's really exciting and ridiculous too. Just wait, loe quick lampat will also menggerasain the same thing.” Inner Azhar.

And then, the show began. Azhar's sister looks handsome to stand up and start reading out the arrangement of events for the sake of events that are expected to pass everything with certainty. The holy verse al-Qu’an was echoed by one of Azhar's cousins who was the second best qori last year.

Then, after several events passed now arrive at the core event, ijab kabul.

Sarah's father began stalling her right hand wrapped in his choice of gray suit. Azhar immediately welcomed a helping hand in front of him.

The middle-aged man said basmallah then continued with hamdallah until he had a short sholawat and finally said the qabul ijab.

“Ya Azhar Arroyan Malik bin Faruq Malik uzawwijuka ‘ala ma amarollohu min imsakin bima’rufin au tasriihim bi ihsanin, yes Azhar Arroyan Malik bin Faruq Malik.”

(na’am)

“Ankahtuka wa zawwajtuka makhthubataka Sarah Qharirah binti Hasani Basyir bi mahri mushaf al qur’an wa alatil ‘haalan worship.”

Azhar immediately greeted him straightforwardly, “qobiltu nikaahahaa wa tazwiijahaa alal mahril madzkuur haalan wa radhiitu bihi, wallahu waliyut taufiq.”

LEGITIMATE

Azhar felt relieved after hearing the legitimate word echo. All who were present gave a heartwarming thankfulness until then do’a also reverberated.

Sarah in her room couldn't hold back her crying. He raised his hand with a sense of unparalleled relief and real worry. When the cctv displays a marinating motion, Sarah also rubbed both hands on her face.

“Aalhamdulillah's. Congratulations, dear. Be happy, be devoted to your husband and love him with all your soul.” Her mother hugged her with a burst of happiness.

“Mama ...” Squeer Sarah.

“Already, this is his knife wipe his tears. No cry. We'll be down in a minute. That, Zoeya the same Shanum will accompany you down. Mama will go down first this yes.” Sarah nodded too. Along with two beautiful girls entered his room.

Sarah is led by Zoeya and Shanum to be paired with the man who has now officially become her husband. A foreign man who came unexpectedly with a proposal without a plan, Azhar has her title as her husband. The roar in Sarah's chest became.

Can he love Azhar after this? Will she be able to serve and be a good wife to Azhar? But most importantly does Azhar love her and sincerely accept her with her myriad of flaws? Not with compassion or pity? Sarah thought at her step.

He continued to think with gentle steps down the stairs flanked by two women. He was getting closer to the center of the crowd, all gazes welcoming his arrival. No exception for a man with the title of husband.

Azhar looks handsome with her silver peci, her stature firm and her gaze soft. She greeted Sarah with a smile until Sarah was at her side.

Sarah looked down stiffly, not knowing what to do with the man beside her. They did not know each other but married. The interaction between the two never happened how can be relaxed is not it. Sarah signed the papers in front of her eyes until a while later she fell silent again.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Sarah." Azhar Brief.

Sarah's face turned red, she looked at the man next to her and twisted his body slightly.

"W-wa'alaikumussalam, Azhar." Answer Sarah.

They also look. Sarah down the face of the man beside her, from this close she can conclude Azhar is a non-smoker man evident from her pink lips. His face was so handsome that it made a thump in Sarah's chest increasingly become.

"Gold, Sarah. Don't you want to welcome my hand?" Azhar.

Sarah blinked until she lowered her gaze, Azhar greeted her to welcome her hand. Sarah glanced at the people around her who were staring at her amusedly. Sarah's face reddened in shame and then turned perfectly until she welcomed Azhar's hand, which from this moment was her husband. The man who had taken the rights to Sarah from her father, the man who offered the responsibility for Sarah completely.

Azhar, thank you for today. Inner Sarah.

Without being asked the tears melted to wet Azhar's hand. Azhar realizes it then holds Sarah who wants to raise her face. Azhar stroked Sarah's hair gently.

Sarah also took this opportunity to wipe her tears for a while then she again raised her face that was still slightly reddened. Azhar smiled at him and then looked gently at Sarah to help remove traces of tears that were still left under Sarah's left eye.

"Kiss on his forehead, Har." Riqhad.

Azhar also looks wrong to look at Sarah for permission. Sarah nodded slowly. Azhar sighed, with nervousness she kissed his wife's forehead.

"I love you." Azhar's whispers were faintly heard after removing his wife's forehead.

Sarah sculpting.

Is that Azhar's voice? Did Sarah hear wrong? Is Sarah hallucinating? Azhar loves him? This husband? Where possible.

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Kerinci, 23/09/2019