My best friend, Maduku
Happy day

Now is the time for the long-awaited event to be held. Although the peak event was tomorrow morning, but tonight Alsya was already very preoccupied by everything that made her even more tense and anxious also a little afraid. From whose family gives the best advice is connected again with the family of the bridegroom who is also very enthusiastic to give advice.

Because the event was held in the new house, both families from Alsya and Anand were already in the house to facilitate the event for tomorrow. In the house it does have more than ten rooms and also has a room that is quite large. The family staying at the house was the only one and the others would come tomorrow morning before the event started.

At ten o'clock Alsya was asked to rest by his family so that tomorrow morning his condition is more fit and not too tired. Alsya slept together with Fazal and Umma in the main room while the rest of the family occupied the other rooms.

Alsya's feelings were as uncertain as her eyes stared at the clock of the wall which seemed to continue towards the next times. Alsya turned to look at the face of the son who was sleeping soundly in a squeezed position on his body. At present Fazal was a year and a half old and his growth was not spared from Anand made her future husband love Fazal more like his own flesh and blood.

Due to the eyes getting tired to stay awake, Alsya started to close her eyes and slowly a fine snoring started to come out from her lips.

The hour hand continues to move nonstop, from seconds to minutes to accumulate into hours. Time continued to run with certainty until I heard the sound of dawn adhan echoed in mosques and musholla.

Alsya glanced next to him and was no longer visible umma there which means his Umma was awake before he woke up. Alsya immediately went to the bathroom to clean herself up and carry out her dawn worship obligations.

After the prayer, Umma came along with some people who were seen with the linen. Well, they are MUA who will dress Alsya and turn her into an angel on her show later. There were about five people who entered and they brought their luggage with them.

"Assalamualaikum, ma'am Alsya...!." Excited one of those who have been very familiar Alsya who is the leader of the MUA members.

Alsya smiled stiffly and welcomed their arrival. "Girishalam, Sherly..." They hugged her for a while and the woman named Sherly told Alsya to sit on the bench her assistant had prepared.

"Al, Umma take Fazal out ?."

"Yes, Umma. Sorry to bother Umma." Alsya replied that she was not happy because she did not take care of her son first.

"Yes, it's okay. Umma out, huh ?."

"Yes, Umma."

Sherly and her assistants started to get busy taking out the things they were carrying. And there came two more people who brought the dress that would be worn by Alsya and after making sure the dress had been put neatly the two men came back out.

Alsya was made even more nervous when she saw that bone-white red dress. It felt like he was dreaming of re-enacting a sacred moment that changed his status.

"Udah, don't look at the dress, later get nervous. Hehe." Sherly pokes Alsya's chin prickly.

Alsya can only snort and return to her position as per the instructions of Sherly as the process of making up-and-coming is about to begin.

"This Madam Alsya seems very nervous ?. You !. Yes, get me a drink for Alsya's mother!." Sherly told one of her men who immediately obeyed her orders.

After the drink came, Alsya immediately drank it and guided by Sherly to process the breath to eliminate his nervousness. After feeling calmer, Alsya nodded indicating that she was ready for make up.

The makeup brushes alternately touched the white skin of Alsya's face and it lasted for an hour, making Alsya feel a little tired from sitting too long. Sherly paused her performance so that Alsya could be more relaxed again and after Alsya was back ready she began to resume her activities.

An hour and a half was over, and now Alsya was staring at the reflection of herself behind the mirror. He saw, there was a woman who had once fallen deeply and was crushed, now standing upright with a very stunning appearance like an angel who came down from heaven.

"God's Masya... Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful... ?!." Exclaim someone who knows when it comes and is already beside it.

Alsya turned her head and smiled stiffly from being so embarrassed. "Thank you, Fyzha. " Sincerely said.

"It's worth it that the boy is crazy about you. Your people are rich in angels like this ." Fyzha still continues to admire the beauty of her future sister-in-law.

For him, Anand was very lucky to get a soul mate like Alsya. But he was a little moody after remembering the fate of himself who until now had not also gotten a soul mate. How shrinking !.

"Mak Nisa can do it." Alsya said shyly because of the flattery of her only brother.

Nisa's mother rubbed Alsya's back very gently. "Blessed, Al..." Nisa said without being able to hold back her tears so as not to drip.

As the only brother and the one who understands the state of his sister's heart so far, mbak Nisa is very happy if her sister will soon start a happy life with a man who really loves and loves her.

"Ehh, how come Nisa's crying ?!." Fyzha panicked himself.

Nisa's mom shook her head and smiled. "No, I'm just too happy to see Alsya happy." Nisa looked closely at her sister's face full of affection.

"Uhhh, it's so sweet for Nisa. I want to have a sister." Fyzha is acting up.

Alsya and Mbak Nisa just smiled in response to Fyzha's absurd behavior. Although of the three Fyzha who has the oldest age, but Fyzha's attitude does not reflect his age at all. Even Fyzha was more like a girl who was only twenty-plus.

"Alsha."

The three turned their heads together and saw umma who was walking over. "You're done, son ?." Tanya umma stroked her daughter's cheek gently.

"Yes, Umma."

"The conversation will begin soon. Fyzha you don't want to see the show ijab qobulnya ?." Umma turned to look at Fyzha.

"Yes, I want to see it, Umma. Yes, I got out first. Sister-in-law, we'll see each other again, okay ?." Fyzha briefly hugged Alsya's body and then came out of the room.

"Yes, Fy." Alsya smiled softly staring at the departure of her future sister-in-law

"Come on, should we sit down first ?!." Take umma to her daughters.

The two complied and sat on the edge of the bed that had been prepared in such a way for the newlyweds.

"Mom..." Alsya tightly grasped the fingers of Umma.

Umma stroked Alsya's hand as if channeling her positive energy to calm the feeling of Alsya who was currently rumbling violently.

"Bismillah, may God indeed have prepared the right soul mate for you. Calm your heart and mind so as not to get more nervous." Umma continued to gently rub Alsya's hands.

Mbak Nisa was just as busy who constantly rubbed gently on Alsya's back to calm her sister who was being hit by a very intense feeling of uncertainty.

Very clearly, Alsya heard the host start voicing if the core event was about to start. Alsya's chest grew fiercer and cold sweat began to surround her entire skin pores.

"Bismillah..." Umma whispered in Alsha's ear.

Alsya looked at the face of Ummanya who was looking at him with a fixed gaze.

Alsya closed her eyes when she heard the voice of Abah reciting her chant then followed by the voice of Anand who was so loud answering Kalam qobulnya.

Tess

Tears dripped from the corners of Alsya's eyes.