
“Aready, Zaki?” tanya Penghulu stared at Zaki's face intensely.
“Already,” replied Zaki who sat facing the penghulu firmly. A sweat splashed at Zaki's temple. Hopefully no one knows that now Zaki is really holding back pee due to groggy. As much as possible he displayed a calm expression even though his heart was in turmoil.
Again, now Zaki has a lot to play a role, while Cyra who is now sitting by his side, just needs to shut up and watch everything turn into halal. That is if it works halal. Zaki does not guarantee, his head is completely blank.
“Good, please, Sir!” Penghulu allows Farhan as Cyra's parents to start a qobul ijab.
“Zaki, you love Cyra?” farhan asked as if he was teasing Zaki.
“Ya,” is short Zaki does not want to buy time. The answer sounds good.
“You're ready to become a priest for Cyra?”
“Already.”
“As a future husband, you bear many responsibilities, you are the leader of Cyra. Take care of your duties and be a good husband, who can be a role model for your wife and children later.”
“Sure.” Zaki's answer since then is just a piece.
“Alright, we start. Ready?”
“Ya.”
Farhan said basmallah, then shook Zaki's hand strongly.
A line of sacred words spoken out loud from Zaki's mouth answered the ijab that Farhan had just lifted. A moment after that, heard the ruler ask the audience, “How are the witnesses, legitimate?”
Answered by the rumble of simultaneous answers, “Saaaaah..”
Alhamdulillah. Gratitude rained down on his mind. Finally the nervousness paid off. He thought he would say the qobul with trembling so that his straws and words were mistaken and finally repeated the qobul ijab, but it turned out that it was not as bad as he thought.
There was a rumbling of Hamdallah from all sides. Then the chanting of prayers was recited and guaranteed by all the audience who filled the entire house of Cyra. The jab qobul was witnessed by the angels who also guaranteed it.
Cyra shed tears as her hands looked up. Somehow his heart feels wet, soon he will release his single life and carry the mandate as the wife of Zaki Salman. The tremors in his heart really felt and made him even more moved. Now, she sits side by side with Zaki, with a piece of cloth that holds her head together as well as the head of Zaki who has now become her legal husband, tears kept rolling down his cheeks and landed on his palm that was looking up also guaranteed a prayer that was offered.
In the midst of happiness, tucked haru feelings that touch his heart, making him powerless against the crybaby. It was an extraordinary day for him, a day full of meaning and ushering him in the early gates of a new life.
Inversely with Zaki. The man seemed to sit quietly with his head bowed and also guaranteed a prayer. There was no sad or happy look on his face, but it looked like someone had just finished defecating after holding it for a few hours. Yes, let's just say he looks relieved and more comfortable now after having resisted all the raging flavors when saying qobul. No one really knows if Zaki was feeling very nervous, nervous, and trembling. Especially when the ijab qobul and his hands were snapped by Farhan in a moment of shaking hands. Even his palm was cold, Farhan must have felt Zaki's palm that was like ice.
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