Pursuing the Duplicate Love of My Wife
87. I accepted her marriage and marriage

Everything has regrouped. In Mami Yeri's and Papi Paul's room. Perhaps, only Umi Maryam was not there. For waiting for Syifa in the ER with her Aunt in Joe's house.

Joe, Abi Hamdan, Robert, Ustad Yunus, Mr. RT, Sandi and Mr. Penghulu named Dylan, were all sitting cross-legged on a mat.

In front of Joe, there was already a small table. There is a dowry in the form of a package of pure gold, a set of prayer tools, a pair of rings, and several files of marriage terms.

There is also a marriage certificate as well as a convert certificate. It will all be signed after this process is completed.

The handsome, narrow-eyed man was wearing a white coat stelan with a white tie as well. And apparently, Sandi did understand the situation of Joe. Because the suit is wearing white gloves, not material pants.

Before he sat down, he was already ablution. With the company of Sandi, of course.

"Are you ready, Jon?" asked Abi Hamdan, who was sitting next to Dylan's ruler. He looked at Joe's face that looked so cheerful, even since the row of white teeth was highlighted.

Joe really feels very happy, can get to this point.

"Already, sir." Joe nodded quickly excitedly.

"Now, make a pledge about your intention to convert to Islam" ordered Abi Hamdan.

Joe took a slow breath, then he looked at his parents on the bed with a sweet smile.

Mami Yeri looks the same as Joe, which is a sweet smile and she is also certainly happy. Not with Papi Paul. The man's eyeballs looked muddled, his face also looked so sad.

'Lord Jesus forgives me, who could not refuse Joe's request so he converted, ' Inner Papi Paul. 'This is all because of his mistake with Syifa. Please forgive my son Jonathan, for all that has happened.'

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." The first thing Joe said was a greeting.

"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," answered all those who were there. With the exception of Papi Paul, who was still busy with his thoughts.

"I'm Jonathan Anderson. I was born into a Protestant Christian family. And with the permission of Allah and my parents .. I want to convert to Islam," Joe said.

His eyes stared around and stopped at the door, because he saw Old Grandpa there. Middle standing while holding the sack and smiling sweetly looked at him.

Grandpa's clothes looked the same, as Joe had seen them. But Joe wondered for himself, why was he there?

'Lho, how is that Old Grandpa here as well? Did Abinya Syifa know her, so she was invited?' inner Joe wondered. His eyes are now down on his feet wearing white boots. 'The shoes are not changing either. Which person, he, could be flooded? Jakarta is not raining.'

"Hey, Jon! Why are you dumb!" abi Hamdan shouted while patting Joe on the back. And instantly made the man gasp in shock.

"Ah, sorry-sorry. I failed to focus on Grandpa-grandpa, sir," Joe said stammering.

"Grandfather? Whose grandpa?" Abi Hamdan immediately turned his head back. Following Joe's eyes. But he saw nothing there. 'Where's grandparents? There's no Grandpa-grandpa in the feeling. Only Mr. RT is the oldest here and he is not Grandpa-grandfather.'

"Please continue Mr. Jonathan. And focus" said Ustad Jonah.

"Alhamdulillah ..," said Abi Hamdan with a smile. Then look around. "We will all witness Jonathan speaking the shahada."

Joe then said, "Asyhadu an laa ilaaha illallaahu, wa asyhaduanna muhammadar rasuulullah."

Without guidance from Abi Hamdan or Ustad Jonah, Joe spoke the shahada fluently.

"Please say one more time, sir," pinta Ustad Yunus.

"Asyhadu an laa ilaaha illallaahu, wa asyhaduanna muhammadar rasuulullah," said Joe.

"Alhamdulillah, O Allah" said all who sat there. Then rubbed his face with the palm of his hand, giving thanks for having seen someone who has been guided.

"Congratulations, Jon ...." Abi Hamdan's hand was stretched out toward Joe. And was immediately greeted by the man. "From today on, you are reborn in the world as a Muslim. The People of Allah are the Exalted. I hope ... you will remain Muslim until the end of your life."

"Amin, O God. Thank you, Abi-in-Law," said Joe with a smile. Slowly the hand was released.

"Please sign it, sir. Because you have officially embraced Islam," said Ustad Yunus who shifted a piece of certificate on the table, then gave a pen to Joe's hand.

"Yes, Tad." Joe nodded, immediately he signed the certificate.

When everything is finished. Now comes the time for the kabul process to begin.

As always, a Ustad leads the do'a first. And it was Ustad Jonah who led his prayer.

"When you shake hands with Mr. Ustad Hamdan. Speak the words of his kabul, Joe. It read; "I received the marriage and marriage of Syifa Sonjaya bint Hamdan Sonjaya with a dowry a set of prayer tools and a set of pure gold 50.32 grams, cash!" Penghulu Dylan told me what Joe should say later.

"Yes, Dy." Joe nodded, then fell silent while recalling and said the sentence repeatedly in his heart.

Until the time comes, where the hands of Joe and Abi Hamdan shake each other. Suddenly, the man's hand felt trembling. His heart was also beating fast.

Apparently, Joe's getting groggy. Because this is his first experience of marriage contract with the kabul ijab process and without the bride.

'Syifa, in just a few seconds. I will be your husband, and have you all, Joe's mind with a smile and remembering Syifa's smiling face.

"I marry you and I marry you brother of Jonathan Anderson bin Pilus Anderson—"

"Paul Anderson, sir, not Pilus Anderson," cut Penghulu Dylan. What Abi Hamdan said was wrong.

"sorry. I will repeat" Abi Hamdan said with a nod of his head. "I married and I married you brother Jonathan Anderson bin Paul Anderson with my son Syifa Sonjaya with his dowry in the form of a set of prayer tools and a set of pure gold of 50.32 grams, cash!" Abi Hamdan moved his hands, so Joe immediately opened his voice.

“I accept ...."

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