My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
A different graduation

"assalamualaikum Brother"

I heard the voice of a man who said hello in the doorway.

I immediately trim my hijab, then re-attach the veil that was opened by Gus hafidz earlier.

well, after marriage I decided to use a veil so that my beauty was only seen by my husband, so that I could better protect myself from makshiat and slander.

it's a bit difficult actually, because I live in a village that in fact is not very Islamic.even if you see someone who wears a veil, maybe it is something that will be the center of attention. but my resolve is complete and God willing, Allah will ease my path.

"bang, he said uwa and other families have come here well, where Arif wants to meet"

ask someone named Arif with such enthusiasm on Gus hafidz

"yes he did want to come here, but his kayak is still on the way, because not together with his brother departed"

answer Gus hafidz

"well, kirain together with your brother came here"

there was a voice of disappointment from the person named Arif

"but you want to know someone. Wait here yeah"

pinta Gus hafidz on the guy

"who's bang"

"lho dear, it turns out that here Kirain Abang is still in the room"

gus Hafidz said when he found me standing behind the wall of the tv room

"yeah yuk here, you want to know your cousin Brother"

then Gus hafidz grabbed me and pushed my body to walk a few steps towards the living room

"nah Rif, know this beloved brother's wife his name is shidqya nurain"

Gus hafidz introduced me to someone who was none other than his cousin Gus hafidz

I just nodded while keeping both hands in front of my chest as a sign of greeting introductions in Islam, because it is forbidden to touch with those who are not mahramnya

"honey, this is Arif's cousin Brother who also studied here, but he's two years under Brother"

"assalamualaikum tea"

greet him with courtesy and courtesy.

then we continued to talk a little bit, or maybe more precisely the conversation between Gus hafidz and his cousin.

I only nodded and replied occasionally, if the discussion was directed at me.

"eh bang forgot, yesterday ana's friend there was a nanyain Abang. instead of asking no call Abang, but Arif has not given her about her has not told the same brother"

arif said to Gus hafidz

"who?"

"his name,,,"

DERRT

suddenly the sound of hp shook, and Gus hafidz immediately raised his before Arif finished his words.

"assalamualaikum bah,,,"

Gus hafidz picked up his phone by raising his hand before Arif as a sign not to continue his words first.

"oh so,, but now Abah has arrived at the airport,, well bah,, what need hafidz pick up,,, oh yes bah,,,, yes, well bah,,, waalaikumsalam wr wb"

Gus hafidz hung up after he finished talking to Abah down there

"Rif, Babah Abang has arrived at the airport, but his word wants to go straight for a walk first while looking for food outside.later new night here"

"so umma and Babah want to go here bang?"

ask me before his cousin Gus hafidz says anything.

"yes dear, so his Babah same others nginep here. don't papa right?"

"nothing bang, even nur seneng can gather together"

"yes already if that Arif pamit aja bang first, want there to be a meeting outside first. let Arif meet with uwa and others tomorrow"

"why not here just wait for all the nginep"

gus hafidz said to Arif

"don't need to bang, let Arif come here tomorrow again and all of you go to Abang graduation

"yes if that's okay, let's say to Babah and the others later"

"yes bang, tea, Arif pamit first yes. assalamualaikum"

"waalaikumsalam wr"

~

morning arrived, morning,

me and the others were busy getting ready to go to Gus hafidz's graduation.

"honey, you wear this shirt to attend today's event"

Gus hafidz handed over a cool Wardah blue shirt.

"this is actually the choice umma modelnya, because if the brother who chose is afraid of wrong.but if the color is Brother who chose.hopefully anti like well"

I also received the shirt from Gus hafidz's hand.

I said with a smile to Gus hafidz.

then I also brought the clothes into the bathroom so that after the shower I can directly wear it.

"lho, is your brother still here?"

I asked a little surprised because Gus hafidz was still in the room when I finished the bath.

'luckfully wear clothes and hijab'. my mind

actually I have not really dared to show my aura in front of Gus hafidz.

moreover, yesterday's incident that still makes me embarrassed in front of him. Even until now I have not shown my hair completely in front of him.

I'm still too embarrassed, because I'm not used to it. If you ask me if I sleep wearing a hijab? the answer is 'yes'. I like to fall asleep unconscious.

it means that I sleep often in a state of reading a book, or is writing something until drowsiness approaches and as a result I fall asleep by itself. so that's why sometimes I sleep still with my hijab.

"yes Brother wait for you, let us go outside together"

"but ana's not really ready to bang yet"

"yes, wait until you finish dressing up"

"but__nur shy"

"yes if so then Abang wait outside the same Babah and others"

"sorry about bang"

I said a little bad because it was as if I did not want to be seen by my husband.

"it's okay, brother knows ko"

Gus hafidz came out after kissing my forehead affectionately.

after Gus hafidz out of the room, I immediately dressed in front of the dressing table mirror in the room.

actually not dress up like that party, just use moisturizer and powder potluck. but for now maybe I need to add a little lipstick on the lips so as not to be too pias and mscara to further turn on my eyes.

"how dear, is it done?"

suddenly Gus hafidz came into the room as I was about to wear my hijab.

"wait"

suddenly Gus hafidz stopped my hand wearing a hijab over my head.

"wait, don't wear the hijab. Can you see your hair?"

I just nodded in embarrassment without looking at Gus hafidz who was already standing before me

"you're so beautiful, baby, especially without a hijab like this. Your hair is also beautiful, Brother likes to see the hair draped like this"

Gus hafidz stroked my broken hair, then touched my face by constantly staring at me and,,,

Cup

one kiss landed right on my lips.

"if there is no Babah and others outside, maybe Abang will continue the activities of Abang who was delayed yesterday"

Gus hafidz whispered in my ear and immediately walked out of the room.

I just smiled shyly at her, and went back to wearing my hijab that I hadn't had time to wear.

~

at the graduation venue,

I made takju with the size and breadth of the campus where Gus hafidz studied.

In addition, the graduation event was also made glamorous full of entertainment, the graduation procession felt very foreign to me who had indeed attended my Abang graduation in Indonesia.

The situation is very informal, relaxed, full of performance or performances and there is no official impression. Graduation is held in a stadium.

The entire family occupies seats on the right, left and back, while the graduates and guests occupy the central part of the stadium.

The graduation procession begins with the entry of graduates to the stadium. After the families of the graduates and guests occupied the reserved seats, the graduates entered the stadium through the stage towards the back center of the stadium, lined up one by one.

After all the graduates entered the stadium, the event continued by singing the Turkish national anthem, airing university profiles and current activities and interspersed with entertainment.

When interspersed with a show that was quite spectacular, I was presented with a scene that was quite strange to me. because during the show the graduates casually express their body style by prancing as they want.

this is very strange for me, because if in Indonesia all that is not there. Indonesian graduates just sit formally from the beginning until the event is finished.

After the entertainment interlude was over, the event continued with the awarding of the best graduates, and it was given to my husband one of his.

I smiled sweetly behind my veil, not when Gus hafidz walked up to the stage to receive the award.he gave a little speech, which was closed with.

"i present this to my dear wife, shidqya nurain"

sonta Sorai cheers and applause echoed through the stadium room, and it managed to make my heart palpitate.

then continued with a brief greeting from the rector and the guests present.

The event ended with the awarding of diplomas to graduates with a very informal procession. Graduates walk casually marching towards the stage to receive a diploma. The degree received is a paper roll given a ribbon rope.

After graduates receive diplomas, they gather on the stage to do a countdown.

I was curious, and wondered in my heart 'what happens after the countdown reaches zero?' It turned out that they were throwing toga hats up at the same time.

subhanallah, what a new experience for me because I can see how different customs in every place.even this outside the country, which I never imagined that I would come here someday.

and this is thanks to him, my husband 🥰