The Path of Love Halimah
Episode 7's. The Wedding

The end of my wedding date with Brother Hafiz has been decided.

We'll have the wedding on July 20 next month.

I can only obey him without refuting a bit.

Today Mom and Dad took me to town to buy some wedding prep supplies.

With a lazy feeling I obey them.

We depart using travel services that every day depart at exactly 6 am.

The distance between my village and the city is actually not too far away.

It only takes about 3-4 hours.

We arrived in the city directly to the shopping center.

Mom was busy picking some pretty games for me.

While Dad was busy with his cell phone to contact his siblings to tell about my wedding plans with Brother Hafiz.

"Goddess.. What color do you want? " ask Mom again.

"As for Mother only. "I answered lazily.

"That's you, it's up to Mom.. I'm busy with HP too.. " Said Mother with annoyance.

I quietly did not answer, then walked out of the Shop because I did not want to argue with Mom.

"Aauuww." I said in pain when my body was hit by a man running in a hurry.

"Sorry.. Sorry" he said and helped me stand up.

"This narrow path is how you run.. You copet huh? " accuse me of him.

"Ehh.. Do I have a croquet look? " he asked angrily at my accusation.

I was silent not answering.

That young man immediately ran away leaving me speechless in wonder and bewilderment.

"The child does not know himself...!!! Look at it later at home..!! " The father shouted while pointing towards the young man.

"Why are you? " ask Dad, surprise my daydream.

"It's okay Dad.. He was accidentally hit by a passerby.. It seemed like Halimah's leg was sprained Well, "my words answered Dad's question with a slight grimace holding the pain in my left ankle.

"That's why, if you walk carefully, look to the right and left. "help me too.

"Okay Dad, "I answered briefly and then sat in the front seat of the Shop that is provided for Shop visitors.

"It seems I've been wrong to guess, He's not a pickpocket but He must be a bad boy who is being chased by His Father." I said again in my heart.

"Based on the town boy is not his manners" I whispered again in my heart.

After finishing shopping, we immediately went home because the afternoon had begun.

Just as the azan magrib roared we arrived in front of the house in between by a travel driver who was quite friendly to all passengers.

After the magrib prayer I, Mom and Dad again checked all the needs for the wedding.

"Monday begins tomorrow I don't think you need to teach anymore. You're focused enough on your wedding preparations alone" Dad said, making my feelings even more painful.

"But why Dad?? The wedding is still 3 weeks away.. Still a long time Well, "my answer was a little clear.

"That's it... Just obey Dad's words.. After we're done getting married, you'll also join your husband.." Said Dad again without thinking about my sad feelings.

"Love Halimah one more week Well.. Let Halimah find a substitute teacher Halimah first Well.. So that Halimah's students do not miss learning" persuaded me again.

"Have it then, next week yes." he said again firmly.

"Thank you Dad." I nodded.

I could not feel my tears dripping unstoppably as I read clearly the wedding invitation that wrote my name and Brother Hafiz there.

"YES ALLAH.. Am I really getting married?? I am only 18 years old, LORD.. To be honest I'm not ready.. Strengthen Me, O ALLAH. "whispers my heart.