My Billionaire Hubby's
MBH 22'S. Go Buk

Sari is home now. But he didn't want to be in the room. He sat in the living room holding Kiran's hand.

Everyone just fell silent at Sari's seemingly unnatural behavior.

" Sir..What's your name?"

" I'm mom. I'm Kai Bhumi Abinawa."

" What a good name. Can you ask for something?"

Kai nodded, he who had been standing up finally sat down with Mr. No.

" Ono opo Sar…."

" Mister No, nikahno Kiran. I ngroso my age wes ra suwe sir. I weruh mas Prapto wes methuk(please marry Kiran, I feel I am not old. I saw Prapto sudab pick me up."

" The Astagfirullah Sar…. Eling…."

Sari just smiled. Kai who understood the meaning of Kiran's mother arrived out of the house.

" I'll excuse you for a moment."

Kai ran towards his house to pick up something he had stored there. Then he ran to the cafe.

" Bang where to look."

Kai doesn't want to talk much but he has to explain to Arman.

After hearing Kai's explanation, Arman was shocked. He immediately went to Kai's request.

About 30 minutes Kai returned to Kiran's house. But he did not come alone. Behind Kai is Arman, Mr. Rt, and Mr. Burhan. Kiran was a little confused by the number of people who came to her house but not with Sari, she smiled as if Kai already knew her wishes.

" Bang.this is what's wrong."

" I want to marry Kiran sir, I brought Mr. Burhan and Mr. Rt as witnesses. Arman will also be a witness and also Mr. No."

Kiran was really surprised, he had not answered the proposal of the Caucasian man and now arrived the man he had only known for a few days wanted to marry him.

" But bang. I…"

" Nduk. This is my mother's request. I want someone to take care of you later."

Kiran's tears were shed, she really knew what her mother meant.

" Are you willing to accept me Kiran?"

Kiran nodded silently, only a small sobbing coming out of her mouth.

" Alhamdulillaah". Everyone is thankful.

" Openetrish…"

" People sir??!!"

Yes, Arman was asked by Kai to pick up a penghulu in the Kiran area to marry them off. But because the letter cannot exist instantly, Kai and Kiran will marry religiously first.

" Piye nduk, dewe met maneh (Gimana kiddo, we meet again) "

" Njiih sir."

The gentleman smiled, all explained by Arman.

" Did she have her dowry?"

" It's sir."

Kai handed me a ring box. It turns out that it was the ring of Camelia's grandmother that her mommy gave her.

" Is there anything else?"

Kai took his wallet and took out the rest of the money that was there and handed it to the ruler.

" Alright. All are there, the second witness is also there. Mr. village devices do not forget to broadcast later so as not to arise slander."

Speech pak penghulu noduki by mr. RT.

" Is he ready?"

Kai nodded, inwardly saying his best prayer. Hopefully this is the right decision and Kiran is my soul mate, Mom I brought a daughter-in-law to mommy. Aamiins.

" Bismil was bornrohmanirrohim, brother of Kai Bhumi Abinawa I married and marry you to ananda Kirana Adzakia bint Prapto with a dowry of a diamond ring and a million rupiah paid in cash."

" I accept the marriage and the marriage of Kirana Adzakia bint Prapto with the dowry in cash."

" How are the witnesses?"

" legitimate…"

" legitimate…"

" Thomasdulillaah…."

Everyone is giving thanks. Pak penghulu patted Kiran's shoulder gently.

" Alhamdulillah nduk, now you are back as a wife. May your marriage be sakinah, mawadah, warohmah."

Kiran nodded sobbing, she thanked him in stammering.

" Mad, please see your wife. I'm pampering. Take care of your mail immediately."

" Good sir thank you."

Kai escorted the pengulu out followed by Mr. Burhan and Mr. RT. Arman and Mr. No are still staying at Kiran's house.

Kai went back inside. He then handed over the one million rupiah bill to Kiran

" I'm sorry I can only give you this dowry."

Kiran receives the money, grabs Kai's hand and kisses him. Kai heartily put his hand on the wife's head and said a prayer.

“Allahumma inni as-aluka khairaha wa khaira maa jabaltaha alaihi, wa a'udzubika min syarriha wa syarri maa jabaltaha alaihi. (O Allah, I beg of you the goodness of my wife and the goodness of the character you have kept in her. And I take refuge in you from the ugliness of my wife, and the ugliness of the character which You have kept in her)"

Kai kissed Kiran softly. The test of Kiran's tears dripping down, dashed the prayer in her heart. Yes Allaah bless our marriage is aamiin.

Kai then pinned the ring to Kiran's ring finger.

" MashaaAllaah."

Kai smiled happily because the ring was very fitting on Kiran's finger.

" Safe for your wedding."

Kiran approached the mother as well as Kai. Kai took her mother-in-law's hand and kissed her.

" Take care of my son, love him and love him. He really doesn't have anyone."

Kai nodded, inwardly promising to make Kiran happy.

" Book…"

" Nduk. Sek manut marang bojomu. Surgamu nang bojomu. Sir.alhamdulillah your duty dewe wes completed sir. (according to your husband. Your paradise is in your husband now. Sir, thank God our work is done.)"

Kiran was stuck in the mother's lap. Sari rubbed Kiran's back lovingly.

For a moment Sari took her deep breath and said the shahadah.

Plek. Sari's body was pushed up to lean into the chair.

Kiran cried, but at once she wiped her tears. Then he crooked and sat down next to Sari, stroked her face and kissed her.

" Go ma'am, go quietly. Kiran promised not to cry, Kiran would release her mother with a hysterical smile. Meet with your father, give greetings dear Kiran to your father. Wait for Kiran ma'am, we'll get together later."

Kiran again caressed her face and kissed her.

" Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi rojiun."

Everyone in the house spoke words of condolence. Mr. No immediately broadcast the departure of Sari and Arman immediately went to take care of everything about Kiran's mother's funeral.

Kai approached the woman who had just become his wife. He dared to touch his wife's shoulder and pull her into his arms.

" Cry Kiran, you may cry as long as you don't wail."

And right, Kiran was crying in Kai's field chest. She spilled it all onto the man who was now her husband.

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