Sie Culun My love
The Part 109
Everything is ready.
"All right, we start the witnesses are all ready?" ask penghulu.
"Already, sir," they answered in unison.
Penghulu.
Bismillah hirrahman.
Ananda Fakhri Ari Akbar I married and I marry you with my niece Lala Azkia Putri with a dowry a set of prayer tools and money worth twenty million two hundred twenty two thousand rupiah paid.
I accepted the marriage and marriage of Lala Azkia Putri with the dowry paid in cash.
"Where are the witnesses?"
"Well.'
Alhamdulillahot.
The ruler recites a prayer.
After that the bride is invited to sit next to the groom.
"Come on! We go down" said Zahwa and Nara.
Lala nodded.
Zahwa and Nara held Lala's hand out of the room, walking towards the bride's seat.
"Please sign it." Penghulu gives out the marriage book.
After the handover signature of the dowry.
Mounting Ring.
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The ritual is over.
All guests are welcome to enjoy the dishes provided.
The guests congratulated.
Papa Ari's.
Happy son, now you have become a priest by your choice may your family be a family that is sadinah warahmah.
Fakhouri.
Amen, thank you Pa.
Mom Ara.
Happy dear, Mama is very happy to see you guys hopefully always in the Ridho Allah SWT.
Fakhri and Lala.
Thank you Ma.
Halimah's Mother.
"Congratulations, son, be a godly wife."
"Yes, Mom."
"Congratulations, Brother, Zah is very happy to see Brother now so not single anymore, hehe," he said by hugging his brother.
Now Zahwa moved to hug Lala.
"Congratulations Mba, Zah is grateful because Mba Lala wants to nerima Abang."
"Together Zah."
All relatives congratulated, after which they took pictures with the bride.
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Event finished.
All relatives have returned to their respective homes, only nuclear family.
"Alhamdulillah, the show went smoothly, in accordance with the expectations of all of us," said Papa Ari to his wife.
"Yes, Pa," replied Mama Ara.
"Mba Halimah, we say we go home first yes, it's afternoon," said Mama Ara.
"Yes, ma'am, thank you," replied Ms. Lala.
"Darling, Mama's coming home first." Mama Ara said goodbye to her daughter-in-law.
"Yes, Ma," Lala replied.
"Abang, take good care of Mama's daughter-in-law." Advice from Mama.
"Yes, Ma."
"Okay, we say goodbye, assalamualaikum" said Mama Ara and Papa Ari.
"Wa'alaikumussalam," answered Fakhri and Lala, then drove both parents to the front of the house.
After Papa Ari's car was not seen again, all went back into the house. Lala and Fakhri entered the room.
"I'm sorry Mas, the room is small," said Lala. Now they were in Lala's room sitting on the sofa.
"No, what," he replied with a smile and gently stroked his wife's head.
"Mas Fakhri, want a bath? let Lala get hot water ready first."
"No need, you just rest." Although Fakhri is rich but he is usually independent.
Lala nodded, then she walked up to pick up the suitcase containing her husband's clothes, preparing a casual dress for Fakhri she put on the bed.
Fifteen minutes Fakhri came out of the bathroom, using only a towel, revealing his body which was___." (sorry yes, you can imagine yourself)
"Where are my clothes?" fakhri asked after coming out of the bathroom.
"There was on Mas's bed" he replied without turning his head, he was busy tidying Fakhri's clothes, into the closet.
Not finding anything to look for, Fakhri approached Lala.
"La, **********where is it?" ask Fakhri.
"O, yes, forgot in___his speech was stuck when he saw Fakhri only using a towel. "Astaghfirullah, Mas why not put on a shirt first," said Lala while closing her eyes with both hands.
"Fakhri took the cloth from Lala's hand, why should it be covered? it should be enjoyed, unfortunately we are halal," Fakhri teased.
"Mas, go and change clothes first."
"Yes, yes." Fakhri left Lala and changed into the clothes that his wife had prepared.
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