Love But Different
Thirty Episodes

A large tent for the wedding party is already standing in the yard, as well as decorations for the bride and groom have been decorated so beautiful and beautiful with flickering lights and flowers. The wedding day is the most awaited day for once in a lifetime, the day a man and a woman will be made king and queen one day. The wedding day is the happiest day for everyone, because relatives gather with joy. But why can't I feel all that? I cried, hoping that all this was just a dream that would disappear when I woke up.

Once in the morning, around 06:00 pm, I was getting ready to be groomed by the make up artist. My heart is broken, sad, wanting to run and get out of here, but what is my day that can only move on with destiny.

About an hour or so, my face was finished with complete makeup. The long hijab makeup and the crown that covers my head, as well as the cream-colored Muslim wedding dress I have worn.

I deserve to be in front of the mirror, that day I did look so beautiful plus the makeup of hena that decorated my hands. However, her thick bridal makeup was not capable enough to cover my sad face, in my heart I cried, lamenting my fate of having to marry a man I did not love at all.

I was still sitting in my room, waiting for the time of Ijab qabul to arrive.

" That's it, the groom's already coming." Said my aunt.

The deg!

My heart was hit by a big thing. Soon, my status changed to that of a wife.

Oh my God .. am I ready? am I strong enough to accept all this.

" Sani, don't beat it up." Bude said to me, I replied with a bland smile.

" Oh, it's beautiful like an angel." Praise mother.

At around 9:00 am, the event began. The host began to read out the arrangement of the event, followed by remarks from the family of the bridegroom, then remarks were spoken from the family of the woman.

Now, come to the time of the wedding. I was strong-hearted to step in when the bridesmaid led me to the wedding venue, which was named in front of the entertainment stage.

" Bissnome ... " I said softly before stepping out of the room.

Mother stared with a sad look because she was happy, "Mother's child, happy son, may always be happy." Said my mother while holding my shoulder. I try to smile as sweetly as possible.

Slowly, my feet began to step towards the tent. There, Arman and his parents and relatives who also sent, were waiting for my arrival, which was a very beautiful day, they said.

I sat down beside Arman. My father as my marriage guardian was there, he smiled, but it was clear that sadness was on his face, because soon he would release his one-on-one daughter.

" Sani Maulida?" Ask pengghulu, I nodded.

Then pak pengghulu also began to read out the procedures for the implementation of ijab and qabul.

" Asshadualla ilahaillallah waasshadatanna muhammadarasulloh, I testify that there is no God but Allah, and I testify that Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah." Arman and I said in turn.

Now, when the deal starts. Arman's face looked tense, yet convinced. In my heart I continued to pray, asking for sincerity in my heart for this marriage, for Arman would soon be my rightful husband.

It was my father who married me directly. Father and Arman started shaking hands, and then the deal started.

" Brother of Arman Malik Efendi bin Riyan Efendi, I marry and I marry you to my son Sania Maulida with his mascarina in the form of 10 grams of gold and a set of prayer tools, cash." Father spoke firmly, and was immediately answered by Armand with a single breath.

" I accept her marriage and the marriage of Sania Maulida bint Ibrahim to her mascarina, cash." Arman replied firmly.

" How are the witnesses? legitimate?"

" Thank God be legitimate ... " Reply answer the witnesses.

" Alhamdulillah .. "say us all together.

I kissed Arman ta'zim's hand, as my legal husband.

Unfeeling, my tears rolled down my cheeks. Because from this second on, I'm legitimately Arman's wife.

After the agreement is completed, the event continues with the bride's sungkem on both parents, then eating with the extended family of both parties.

Arman and I sat together at the aisle, as a legal married couple.

*Honestly, I still can't believe that my love affair and Rendi are completely over. We were both married to someone else, by God's chosen soul mate. Between me and Rendi, now all are just memories, memories that might be hard to forget. Four years together, knitting the strings of romance, in jokes and laughter, sad or happy, crying or laughing, we've all been through together. This is the final path, Rendi was created is not for me. But, I never regretted my meeting and Rendi, I am grateful, at least God ever sent a good man like Rendi, even though in the end the separation happened.

To Rendi, thank you for being in my life, for decorating my days, thank you for loving me. My memories are with you, I may never forget them for as long as they are. Let all this be a story for both of us, that different is really beautiful*.

Seriate...

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Congratulations to Sani and Arman :)