The Neglected Wife
TROUBLING DAY

Forgive me if there is wrong opinion and science.

This please is fictitious and naivety. Everything I've added as a sweetener to live, not to teach. Thanks though.

If for the reader's guide in real life, learn from valid and patient sources, not me.

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“I accept, marry and control, Isyana Putri Anjani binti Almarhum Atmadja Subiyantoro with mascawin pure european diamond ring with price 2.5 Billion paid in cash!” binar said smoothly in one breath.

“How? Valid?” ask the witnesses.

A moment of silence gripped. Not only because that came a little and married in a narrow space, but all, especially Isyana and Tea When quite stunned, like a dream to hear the price of Isyana.

Isyana who had been his hemoglobins began to rise, his lips began to turn red, now it became pale again and his face was stupefied dry.

“Sah!” chirps Mr. Priangga broke the silence.

“Sah!” witnesses from the Isyana family and other guests from the KUA and the Binar family also came to their senses.

“Ahamdulillah,” says everything.

The ruler who was exclusively picked up at his home, along with KUA employees who served in the data entry and marriage book printer, immediately raised his two hands and fulfilled his duty to pray. Followed by everyone present.

In this case, Mr. Priangga is a little wrong, uh a lot of wrong. Because Mr. Priangga forced, violated procedures, worked outside working hours, and asked for privileges.

But this is a dream country. Mr. Priangga did not harm other communities and hurt others. In fact, it provides convenience to the penghulu party by paying more and service exelent.

Mr. Penghulu and the judge chanted prayers solemnly and spoke clearly even without a microphone.

A prayer that accompanies gratitude and happiness, for the execution of the sacred vows and the glorious promise of Binar to Ishana before the Creator.

The prayer that Mr. Penghulu chanted reached Isyana's eardrum, creeping and entering into the recesses in Isyana's heart.

A voice that was not formless but felt so great shook Isyana's mind, so that she shed her tears again.

It could not be explained how powerful the rumble in Isyana's heart was. Not only Ishana but Tea Bila, her husband and Ishana's brother also cried.

Yes, even without a sweep of make up a millimeter on Isyana's face. Although without any customary clothes and still wearing an operating shirt on the end of which was printed blood stains when Isyana changed the bandage earlier.

Still with the DC hose hanging containing Isyana's urine that had not been thrown away and released, the marriage was still going on.

In the beliefs that Binar professed. Marriage will be mandatory if two people of opposite sex, love each other, are reasonable, old enough, able to take responsibility and enough of a living, he said, then it is feared that there will be things that bring sin and the path to blasphemy or adultery.

The sparkle is more than enough in terms of wealth, not just common sense and old enough, Isyana and Binar are mature.

Delaying marriage will only make him more and more tormented in the snare of sin that can drown them in humiliation.

Moreover, Binar was sure, to Isyana, there was a heart that needed him to be dimmed from all his worries. There was a soul that he needed to guide in order to be directional in walking. Also a small and fragile body that he needs to clench with his sturdy hands.

From the beginning to know Isyana, before the word love that he thought was silly and annoying, he always kicked out but still came. Binar just always, pity to see Isyana's hard work, then thank Isyana for making his wife and son smile.

Now Binar no longer expels the word love that does not know fear and reasonableness. But Binar welcomed him, put him in his grasp, asked God for a holy rope to bind him, give him a home, place in the highest throne in his heart, and unite in him.

Because the true meaning of marriage is collected and united.

Yes, that's all Binar prioritizes. It doesn't matter where they are, and what the other person's response is. The important thing is done.

“Aamiin, Alfatihah!” said Penghulu ended his prayer and asked all to recite Surah Alfatihah.

Finished praying the penghulu also led Binar to read the taklik sigat in his book. While wiping the tears that seemed to wet both cheeks. Isyana sharpens her listeners, accepting all the promises that Binar makes.

After that, Mr. Penghulu gave advice and marriage messages to Binar and Isyana.

“Master Binar Aksa,”

“Ya...,” replied Steady Binar.

“The Muslim chronicler says: Fear Allah in treating women, for you have made them wives by the covenant of Allah, and legalize conjugal relations in the name of Allah?”

"Understand what that means?"

“I will treat my wife well and not hurt her,” replied Binar as he thought.

Mr. Penghulu nodded then continued his words.

“There is no husband who glorifies his wife unless his life is glorified by God, and no husband who humiliates his wife and his life is humiliated by God. Glorify your wife, prove your love. Be careful with your wife because your wife is your shadow. If you glorify her then your wife will also glorify you. The words of your wife can also be a whip for you that hurts you. Understand yes!” said Mr. Penghulu again.

Binar nodded his head understanding.

"understand!"

"Who honors your wife?"

"Ready!" replied Binar again steady.

Isyana whose heart still continues and is always made to tremble more and more crying should hear it.

Honored as a wife? Well, for Isyana who once felt the pain of being humiliated by a husband, the advice of Mr. Penghulu sounded so sharp piercing and imprinted.

Isyana like getting paid commensurate for her pain all this time even though she has not lived. But all that was real was in front of him, the door lock was the middle Isyana handheld.

Mr. Penghulu, then turned to Isyana.

“Mother Isyana Princess Anjani,”

“Ya!” isyana replied nervously embarrassed as her tears continued to flow without her being able to control.

"Why crying? Sad to be happy or moved?" jest Mr. Penghulu.

Ishana was embarrassed not to answer. Then Mr. Penghulu spoke his advice again.

“Stated in hadith At-Tirmidhi (No. 1159), Ibn Hibban (NO. 1291 – al mawaarid) and al_ Baihaqi (VII/291) Rosulululloh said, If only I could make a prostration to someone, please, then I will have someone bow down to her husband, do you understand what he means, Lady Isyana?” ask Mr. Penghulu again.

Isyana fluttered and glanced at Binar.

A hadith of course contains deep and broad meaning. The hadith that Mr. Penghulu conveyed was lightly spoken, but Isyana certainly knew it was not easy. The sparkle is not clear, not everything must be obeyed right?

But Isyana understands the direction of Mr. Penghulu's message.

“I-iya, understand!” isyana answered softly and glanced at Binar.

Hopefully, Binar is not getting crazy in front of him. Which commanded good things. Although dirty thoughts floated in Isyana's brain, and it felt often a rush to the heavy Binar if you have to obey completely. But Isyana realized this is a serious moment Isyana was serious. Sure, Binar deserves to be obeyed.

“Understanding how?” ask Mr. Penghulu.

“I have to obey my husband!”

“Yes... How obedient?"

"Obedience to his prohibitions and orders, fulfilling his rights!" answer Isyana blushed.

"The government that does not break the rules!" answer Isyana.

"Yes, don't be so serious, ma'am. We remind each other!" said the old Mr. Penghulu with a smile again.

Isyana's tension began to fade.

Penghulu then took her breath and again advised Isyana.

"So even if your husband later honors you, it does not mean that you disobey and disobey your husband. Rosul we explain a lot how many teachings that mention the obligation to obey the husband. Be a pleasant wife to your husband, accompany him to increase his devotion to your Lord, not to be an ungodly wife who leads your husband down the wrong path!”

“Yes... Sir!” answer Isyana.

"When you are married you become one, it is good for your husband, so on the contrary, complement each other and fill!"

“Includes it, help your husband become a devoted son to his parents, mother and father! Because the key to your life's blessing is with your mother. Your husband glorifies you as a wife and you must also glorify his mother! As you glorify your mother!” continued Mr. Penghulu again.

Isyana who already has no parents and is familiar with Ms. Dini is of course increasingly passionate about hearing it.

“Iya Sir!” isyana replied sweetly.

Mr. Penghulu then smiled seeing Isyana crying again.

I don't know what the problem is and how exactly they are. Mr. Penghulu just trying to guess and give advice that can be considered a handle.

Mr. Penghulu himself like a dream, was about to go to work at the car pick up bmw and dashing men in uniform.

Saka did let Mr. Pengulu finish his duty to marry other people who had signed up long ago.

But all day, Mr. Penghulu went to be escorted and escorted by Saka's men, so that it was finished directly to the hajat Binar and Isyana.

And now because the atmosphere is different. For some reason Mr. Penghulu who usually gives long advice accompanied by jokes and stories, today feels tense, only said two hadiths that appear and Mr. Penghulu conveyed quickly and straightforwardly.

“Wedding day is the happy day of Ibu Isyana, I feel accused for making you cry! Smile, but don't come to me. To Mr. Binar Aksa yes!” said Mr. Penghulu again trying to melt Isyana's heart.

Isyana then tried to pull both corners of her lips, forcing a smile even though her eyes were swollen.

“Ehm... listen? Pleasing husband! Smile don't cry!” added Binar whispered to Isyana look naughty come out again.

“Ehm... yes!” answer Isyana lirih.

“Yes already, I won't say much, I'll suffice until here. Congratulations to Mr. Binar and Mrs Isyana. May Allah bless the household of Mr and Mrs Binar. Please sign the files!” said Mr. Penghulu ended.

One more employee then handed over the files that Isyana and Binar had to sign. Including their marriage book.

Isyana is obedient. With her sweet and calm face, Isyana received the balpoint that Binar gave her and signed everything.

In front of his family, even though Isyana is not and beautiful like a princess, only tampi with pale lips, Binar put on a ring for 2.5 AD.

The ring turned out to be an Early Bu ring that Early Bu bought when accompanying her husband to Russia when Binar was 5 years old more precisely the jewelry collection that is now Bu Dini save 25 years.

“Dilemesin dong, do not gerogi gitu, there is Tea When the same Saka doang too! Don't be ashamed!” jest Binar to Isyana whose hands seemed to tremble so much that his gerogin heard the price.

Binar took Isyana's hand and put it on.

Isyana wants to protest and sulk spoiled but because there are many people so can only look down blushed but resentful.

“Ishhh..,” hiss Isyana.

Bila and Isyana's other smiling brothers were delighted. The manly man who looks like he is silent firmly tenyata dimeh.

Now the sparkling diamond chip has been perched on the ring finger of Isyana's right hand.

“Kiss your husband's hand Isya!” teh Bila.

“Ehm...,” Isyana so added blush, and Binar grin happily.

Isyana then did so, for the first time, in halal condition, grabbing a burly hand that from now on would become a handle and the ride to life.

Isyana kissed Biar's hand gently, then without shame Binar kissed Isyana's head. It's just that, if the other pair is a bit long and deep, Binar does it quickly.

“Abis this shampooing yes!” whisper a Dinar to Isyana.

Isyana immediately swerved and distanced her head.

Isyana knows, Binar definitely can't stand the smell of his head. Isyana has been giving birth all day yet to shower.

Isyana wanted to do Binar again but was embarrassed, so just snorted and looked offended. Fortunately only Binar knew the smell of Isyana's hair.

Right after the KUA officer pulled and checked the file of adzan maghrib reverberated.

Mr. Priangga then invited, Mr. Penghulu and the Isyana family to pray and eat.

Binar participated but Binar only participated in prayer.

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The City B.

Adnan managed to find Grandma after asking his fellow swordsman friend Grandma.

“Mangga... please log in, please sit!” dina invited Adnan.

“Thank you,” replied Adnan.

“Who are you?” ask Dina politely.

"I'm a friend of Isyana. Is it right here where Isyana lives?"

"Yes. Right!" answer Dina.

"Can I meet him?" ask Adnan again.

Dina then shook her head.

"The teething's not home!"

"Where?"

"In the Capital. At her ex-husband's house. They want to hold a ceremony 7 months baby Teteh," replied Dina.

"Dheg," Adnan immediately flinched.

Then nod and wave.

"What does it mean that Isyana and her husband are back together? What after I explained about Mika did they come to their senses? But isn't Mika already married to Lana? Mika was there, right? But why isn't Isyana answering anymore? Don't-don't?"

Adnan even thinks alone and not-not. Instead of contacting Binar like Isyan, Adnan actually intends to go to Lana's house.