Son of Genius: The Handsome President is My Son's Father
Wedding Party 2 (Revised)
Fahri POV
Today is a very happy day for a Fahri, because after waiting for months finally Aqila mother Kabir, a genius child who had been considered as her biological child was receiving her proposal, she said, and today is her wedding day with Aqila.
The wedding was very simple, the wedding was held at Aqila's house, only inviting Qila and Fahri's co-workers.
"I don't know what fate will write for me, I can only hope you are one part of my destiny"
The nervousness accompanies me, because this is the second time I say kabul ijab, after 6 years ago.
With a single breath, the name Aqila managed to lafadz right.
"I accepted the marriage and marriage of Aqila Nadira Azhari bint Haris Azhari Maheswari with the dowry in cash" I said with a lafadz pull.
sah. said compact witness.
Alhamdulillahot.
***
After the kabul ijab was completed, Kabir pulled Fahri's hand towards the main room on the top floor, where Qila was located.
"Congratulations, I am now officially Kabir's father" Kabir said
Yes, my dear, I said, lifting Kabir into my arms
"Come on, Kabir interracede to the mother's room" he said
yes, my dear, I said, climbing the stairs
***
Arriving at the doorstep, Kabir leaves Fahri.
"Dad please come in, mother is waiting for wkwk." said Kabir let go of his embrace, leaving her
"We go in the same - just like baby." said I grabbed kabir's hand
"Dad, Kabir wants to meet guests" said Kabir
"Well, baby." I said
***
"Assalamualaikum" I said, but there was no reply from the room.
Enter or not yes,
just enter, anyways you are also halal for him kok.
after opening the door slowly, I finally have my position in the room.
from the front of the room, right on the bed, sat a woman complete with her hijab against me.
"Assalamualaikum my angel" I said, but there was no answer from him.
"Qila." said I.
I doubtfully touched Aqila's religiously valid shoulder and the country became my wife.
"Mas Fahri.." he said.
"You why?? are you crying?" ask me, worried about seeing my wife's red eyes
"No, Qila was glimmers of gold" he said
"Don't lie, lie to her husband's great sin Lo dear." said I reflexively call her dear.
"Hmm. Yes Qila was crying, because Qila did not expect today Qila married mas."
"Are you sad, are you married?"
"No mas, Qila was happy, married to mas, someone who was an angel, who wanted to be a father to be connected to the son of Qila."
"Thank you baby, I said while kissing her hand. And pull her towards where the walimah event is held.
***
After saying Ijab Kabul's lafadz, I felt the same vibe, the first time I married my ex-wife.
The desire to have, to be happy, to protect, that feeling I now feel. Unconsciously I was carried away and always held my wife's hand, occasionally kissing the back of her hand.
I know, I'm sure my wife's awkward, but I think this is all wrong, she's been kosher to me, just touching her hands, I don't think it's going to go against the prenuptial agreement that we've made.
Fahri END's