SHAHDU IN THE SENDU
My promise
...Part 29's...
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Zain circulated a glance, not long to find what he wanted to see, his eyes met with eyes that looked at him gently, Zain smiled and said, “Everything will be fine”.
Zareen nodded, and replied with a glaring smile.
Friday, the day that Zain would repeat the oath of jab and kabul for their marriage, repeating his sacred promise, to bring back the wife, the woman whom God had originally set for him, a lover of hearts that he should have been yearning for six months ago. Because he is his destiny.
“Is everything ready?”
“Da, witness has also attended Da".
“Zain, are you ready nak”?. Buya switched to Zain
“Insyaallah Buya, I am ready”. Zain held his back
In front of Father, Ibuk, Buya Ramli, Umi Halimah and two witnesses, Zain will pledge his kabul ijab.
Dad reached out, Zain received a helping hand.
Deg...
Deg...
His heart was pounding, it was never imagined that he would again shake the hand of Father, the female guardian whom he had married. This time with a different feeling. His heart wants, his heart expects, and he longs. This tense and awkward feeling he enjoyed, he liked it.
Zain repeated saying the dhikr stanzas in his heart, took a deep breath and raised his face to bravely return the gaze of Father who looked at him fixedly.
“Bismilbornrohmaaniirrohim...
“Ananda Zain Malik Fahad bin Habiburrahman Fahad, I married and I have you with my son named Asheqo Zareen with his mascawin in the form of a set of prayer tools, Cash.”
Deg
Deg
Deg
Zareen looked down at the two hands that were clinging to each other.
Equally, his heart thumped when the sentence was over Dad said, the pledge he had not heard, could not see the hand.
Now, that sacred sentence came out of the guardian's mouth, sounding very beautiful, as it went along with his rhythmic heartbeat.
"Baarakallahu likulii wahidimmingkumaa fii shaahibihi wa jama'a bainakumma fii khayrin"
(may Allah bless you, both in joy and sorrow and always gather you both in good).
Ibuk muttered do’a in his heart when Ijab after Dad read it.
Zain stared inside Dad, took a deep breath, and calmly Zain made a pledge,
“I accept his marriage and his marriage Asheqo Zareen bint Amran Rushadi with his mascarine, cash.”
In one breath Zain said a sentence of kabul, the answer of the pledge that Dad said a few seconds ago.
How's witness?”. Buya glanced at the two witnesses sitting next to Father and Zain
The two witnesses turned to each other, then together nodded, “Sah, sah”
“Alhamdulilbornrobbil aalamiin”. Buya exclaimed and began to read do’a for the two intercessors.
All the people raised their hands to secure the prayer stanzas Buya Ramli had read.
“Aamiin allahumma aamiin”.
With khuyuk came to Al-Fatihah as the end of the municipality, then cupped both hands on each face.
Zain again took Father's hand and bowed his head kissing him, “Dad, thank you for accepting back Zain as Father's son-in-law, thanks for the blessing and ridho that Dad gave to give back give”.
Father rubbed the head of Zain who was still bowing in both hands, “With the awareness you again said that promise, in His holy house, he said, and in front of two witnesses who are willing to bear heavy responsibility for your pledge, then do not let you forget this again, son, remember this is the thing you will be responsible for in front of Him”.
Zain raised his head, “Iya Well, this promise will Zain remember well, throughout Zain”'s life.
Dad nodded, and smiled.
Zain shifted, and switched to crucifying Ibuk's hand, doing the same.
“Pardon Zain ya Buk, Zain will not repeat the same mistake, Zain will not waste Zareen again Buk”
“That then let my son pass, now begin to live your life well, with your wife, in your household. What has happened is enough to make it a lesson, because there is nothing in vain son, everything has a purpose with the presence of”
“Iya Buk, imaksih for this second chance Buk, for the spaciousness of Father and Ibuk, Zain is very grateful Buk”.
Ibuk smiled, rubbed his daughter-in-law's cheeks, “But tipped Zareen yes son, love him, love him, and guide him as makmummu”.
Zain nodded, and smiled, “Iya Buk, Zain Buk promised, Zain will be a good priest for Zareen in the future”.
Ibuk took Zareen's hand, and put it in Zain's.
“Iya Buk”
Zain and Zareen stared at Ibuk's face, then nodded with a smile that adorned the faces of the two.
“Give my daughter's family ya robb”.
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Ibuk, Umi and Zareen went home first, Father, Buya, Zain and the two witnesses had stayed because soon it was time for Friday prayers.
Zareen put on his shoes, and was about to walk after Ibuk and Umi who had preceded him.
“Wait”
Her steps came to a halt and looking back, Zareen frowned her two eyebrows looking at the husband who was running small towards her.
His heart was pounding again, until the husband had arrived right in front of him.
“I-iya Mas”. Why so this bunch of Zareen grumbled in the heart.
“Wait for Mas to go home yah”.
Zareen gawked, her eyes bulging with what she had heard just now, her husband said what?, For sure she was waiting for him at home, whether she wanted kamana?”
Zain raised his hand and rubbed Zareen's head covered in white khimar, smiled and for a second then turned back inside the mosque.
Leaving Zareen who was back was fixated with her shock.
12.30 WIB
"Assalamualaikum,,,"
Simultaneously Father and Zain said hello.
“Waalaikumsalam”. I opened the door and immediately
Ibuk barked Father's hand and after that Zainpun poked his hand to bury Ibuk's hand.
“Zareen where is Buk”?
“Iza is there a son inside, still pray kayaknya”?
Zain nodded with a fluffy smile on his face, “Zain parted in Yes Well, Buk”.
“Ah yes nak”.
Momuk gave way and glanced at Dad, who turned out to be as dumb as Ibuk, Dad frowned and shrugged hinting that he had the same confusion as his daughter-in-law's behavior just now. Zareen was clearly at home, where else would his wife go.
Zain rushed to Zareen's room, the door closed.
“Tap not, tap enggak”?
Ah knock aja deh yes, uh but earlier Ibuk said Zareen was still praying, yes disturb me”
Finally Zain decided not to knock, and immediately pulled the door knob and pulled it slowly, he wanted to see his wife immediately.
Assalamualaikum...
Assalamualaikum...
“Eh Mas”.
Zareen was aghast and clutching his chest, he was surprised to find Zain sitting behind him.
Zain smiled, “Iya, this is Mas”
Zareen sighed and turned around, “Udah from earlier Mas came home?”
Not too long ago”
Trus Mas why sit in situ”?
“Wait for you”
“What's the Mas?”. Would you like to eat?
“Mas just want to see you”
Zareen's eyes re-patterned, with a cengo expression on his face that was very obvious.
TO BE CONTINUE
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Heem... I started kissing aroma2 bucin yah 🤭
Mas Zain looks2nya jago about this ha ha