TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 100. GUESTS ARE NOT INVITED.
*(It's chapter 100\, time for surprise)*
That morning, the sun shines bright light penetrates to the inside of the house of Mr. Jatmika who has been decorated in such a way as to where the ijab qobul will take place soon.
The invited guests had arrived including the siomay handyman who had accompanied Zaki while waiting for Mr. Jatmika, finally he was appointed by Mr. Jatmika to become a parking attendant. With the appropriate payment of course, even the child and his wife were present at the event.
Everyone seemed happy, especially Zaki who was now in a room with his mother. Prepare to immediately go out and carry out the ijab qobul that has long been waiting for him.
"Duh, look like this Mother's child," seduced Bu Ambar while fixing the white tie on Zaki's neck.
Zaki smiled awkwardly, on his forehead seemed to flow a few drops of sweat.
"Zaki, how about you, Bun?" kekeh Zaki wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.
Bu Ambar smiled softly, patting the two acts of his only son.
"Read bismillah, soon you will return to be a husband, and even a father. Mommy hope this time, there is no more drama like your previous marriage. Mommy is sure, Dara is a good woman, and God willing you do not choose wrong. The spirit, son."
Zaki nods and kisses his mother's hand first before fulfilling the call of someone who is taken care to call Zaki, because the ijab qobul event is about to start.
Zaki sat alone in front of the ruler, in front of him also sat Pak Jatmika who looked handsome with a black suit and black peci matching. Some witnesses including Halim have also sat in the place provided, after a while explaining the core event of the qobul ijab was started.
"Brother Zaki, I marry and marry you to my daughter Adara Hadiningrat bint Jatmika Hadiningrat with a dowry a set of prayer tools and gold jewelry weighing 250 grams in cash." Mr. Jatmika chants the words of the ijab firmly and incantation while shaking Zaki's hand.
Zaki took a deep breath for a moment before loudly replying with a qobul sentence.
"I accept the marriage and marriage of Adara Hadiningrat bint Jatmika Hadiningrat with the dowry, cash."
"How's witness?" ask the four people who sit on the left and right side of Zaki.
"Well!" call them and the other guests together.
"Alhamdulillah," said Mr. Jatmika and the person who was in front of the table ijab qobul while rubbing his face with both hands.
Afterwards the ruler recited prayers for the two newly legitimate brides. And before long Dara who had been danced beautiful came out of the room with in the flank by Bu Ambar and Laila.
They took Dara to the place next to Zaki, and sat him there. Stretched a beautiful white cloth over the head to the two brides.
Zaki smiled sweetly, while Dara looked shy when Zaki put a wedding ring on Dara's ring finger and kissed her forehead gently. Dara closed her eyes permeated the kiss of the thing, after a while she finally felt that feeling again in addition to with Fatan.
"Father!" exclaimed the twins who arrived running from behind and immediately sat on the lap of Zaki and Dara.
Behind him Elis seemed to follow with a panicked face.
"Mr, sorry." Elis hissed while looking at Dara unwell.
After a series of processions have been passed, now the bride and groom are directed to the indoor photo spot first to take photos with family and close friends, do not miss the twins who always want to participate in every photo taken by the photographers.
"Congratulations, Nduk. Finally you get a husband who God willingly better than your ex-husband, I am sure because the father himself has tested it. Congratulations yes," said Mr. Jatmika after the photo session was completed.
Dara nodded and immediately embraced the sturdy body of Jatmika Pak.
"Thank you, sir. During this time the father has cared for Dara and children, maybe if there is no father, Dara may still be confused now how to do," said Dara meredah.
Though since before reuniting with Mr. Jatmika Dara's business has been successful. Dara just wants her father to feel valuable because it has helped him to develop his business which is now increasingly famous.
After a while back taking photos and receiving congratulations from relatives and close friends, Dara and Zaki are directed to change clothes with the next costume in the same room, namely the bridal room that has been decorated in such a way.
In the bridal room, several times also the photographer took a second picture showing on the bed decorated with beautiful and beautiful flowers. Then continued by the mua who was again busy dressing Dara.
"Actually my wife even though not dressed as thick as that will also remain beautiful really, right Mommy?" kekeh Zaki while looking at Dara from the mirror reflection.
"Yes, Mas. Mas lucky to be married with Mbak Dara, already beautiful face beautiful also his heart. Where else would you like to find such a rich package, Mas?" sahut Mbak MUA while chuckling but still focused on dressing Dara who said what it was.
A pair of traditional Javanese hijab clothing has stuck perfectly in the slim and singset Dara's body. Next they are in the future for the next procession, namely the manten meeting.
A sacred procession through Javanese tribal brides that are very full of meaning. (For more details please check yt, the author is afraid to write it fearing something is wrong and making a misunderstanding).
After a series of processes that were captured by many cameras and eyes, it was, Dara and Zaki were also in the wine by Mr. Jatmika to the pelaminan using a red and white cloth wrapped around the back of their bodies.
Then Mr. Jatmika took off the cloth after the two brides arrived at the pelaminan, followed by the twins who seemed to not want to separate from Dara and Zaki as his new papa even for a moment.
The guests who arrived began to go up to the stage to greet and congratulate directly to the two brides, the guests were so many that Dara and Zaki could not remember his face one by one because most were his father's business colleagues.
"No, deck?" asked Zaki in between the crowded invited guests, but the ones who went up to the guarantee had begun to decrease.
Dara smiled and shook his head weakly, although actually his legs were willing to break it felt to stand with the slippery bridal sandals.
Various types of gifts and bouquets ranging from those to large size flowers have been arranged neatly on the edge of the leash chair, Zaki shifts one of the little jumbo-sized gifts and helps Dara to sit.
"Yes, yes," said Zaki who had not been rejected by Dara, so Dara could only resign when Zaki lifted the bottom of the black dress slightly and opened the wedding sandals from her feet.
Dara was relieved, when the breeze stroked her bare feet that were on Zaki's lap and in that soft incandescent. It felt like all the fatigue she had felt was gone yawning somewhere because of the sincere attention of her husband.
"Well, wow, what a nice newlywed in the incandescent. Like a queen," chirped someone who has been for some time now no longer seen in front of Dara.
Dara was shocked, lowered her legs from Zaki's lap and stood up defiantly.
"What do you want?" his jolt.