The Smell of Love Imriyah
The New Way of Life

A gentle breeze blew sweetly this afternoon, the scent of the ground, the trees added a peace of soul. The people down and down, seem so busy. The fathers are busy working hand in hand to set up a tent in front of the house, the mothers are busy in the kitchen preparing various kinds of dishes.

Bulhek and also lek sir are no less busy, set this and that. While Amra, she was in her room, letting someone draw her hand with henna. His face did not look bright or somber.

"Amras... There's Syifa.." bulhek emerged from behind the bednets of her room

"Yes bulhek..." Amra was about to stand up, but was not ready when Syifa suddenly appeared with a face. Both of his hands were holding a large light purple box.

Then Syifa walked into the room, placed the box on the table and approached

"Well, that's pretty..." Amra just showed her a smile

"Syifa's eating?" Amra's question was a bit awkward

"Mbok ya don't be awkward that tho mbak, I'm now already your adek you know mbak..." Ledek Syifa while smiling sumringah, making Amra can only smile

"I came here for this.."

As Syifa quickly pulled out the phone in her pocket and contacted someone, Amra looked at her future sister-in-law in surprise as she showed her the screen

"Amaraaaa...."

The shout came from the phone, Amra turned her head quickly and smiled broadly at the face of her best friend

"Yeah Allah Ra... My darling.... Thank you so much for this happy news..! I was very fond of Ra, very bright, when Hafidz told me..! Why are you even diem-dieman anyway, do not give me news...?"

"Sorry Yum..."

"Your decision is right Ra, very precise!! Even if I could come, I would have flown there by now..."

"Yes Yum. Don't worry about it, just pray for the best..."

"I've sent you a wedding present!"

"There's no need to bother Yumni..."

"Nobody bothers a loved one like you..."

Talking for a moment with Yumni made his heart feel a little relieved. Undeniably, a marriage without the basis of love makes Amra worried. But this is his decision, for the sake of the mother.

The marriage contract will be done tomorrow, everything is sudden. Only one week of preparation counted from Amra receiving Hafidz's proposal. The date of this marriage Amra decided. He did not want to linger and make his heart worry again. For the wedding is done at the house of Amra, actually he wants a simple event. However, Pak Joko's family certainly does not want a simple party. Finally, with all the costs borne by him, and the beesama deal, the wedding party was carried out with great fanfare at Amra's house.

At night, the atmosphere in his house still seemed busy preparing a wedding party for him. Amra sat looking at the ceiling of her room. His face looks sad, even though tomorrow is a happy day. Both of her hands had been pretty with henna scratches. The wedding dress was hanging neatly, ready to be worn. But his heart was heavy

"Happy... " His murmur was slow, then lowered his head, along with which his tears trickled down and fell right on both his hands

Tomorrow, he will belong to Hafidz completely, of course he feels restless. Tears kept flowing from both eyes. But his heart kept on strengthening itself

"It's your destiny Ra... This is the best God has ever set for you.."

Meanwhile, at Hafidz's house there wasn't much preparation. Even though they are busy. Syifa who looked the busiest, she had just finished preparing everything. While sighing loudly he sat down beside his brother

"Are you happy??" Hafidz.

"Stop deck..."

"Udah. don't think of anything...!"

"Mas just felt that if Amra was forced to accept me, the more I thought, the more I felt this wasn't the right deck..." Hafidz

"Yes..." Syifa said softly while holding her brother's shoulder, until Hafidz turned and looked at him. He gave the sweetest smile to his brother and nodded steadily as if giving him more confidence and confidence

"The heart of a person no one knows... What will happen tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, no one knows... I'm sure it's the same feeling, and give the best love for Amra..." Hafidz took a deep breath and sighed, after which he moved to his room.

'Assalamualaikum... There's still time Ra, you can cancel. I would be sincere, if indeed your heart still feels heavy...'

Amra's tears stopped flowing for a moment. How did Hafidz know he was feeling so hard about this marriage? Amra sighed and lowered her head, and with a heavy heart she called Hafidz. The phone was connected but for a moment there was no word from the two of them

"Assalamaeic.. Amra" said Hafidz from across the street, hearing that voice Amra could no longer hold back her cries. Hearing Amra's sobbing, Hafidz just lowered his head

"I won't hurt you with my love, Ra.." Amra still sobbing, and unable to speak even one word

"I know even if you don't say it. My heart knows, Ra... I'm sincere Ra..." Hafidz's voice trembled, and silence returned, only Amra's sobbing was heard

"Yes..." Hafidz who almost disconnected the urung connection when he heard the voice of Amra who seemed to have calmed down a little

"Load me, I can't back down with the decisions I've made... I'll try not to let you down...!"

"InshaaAllah.. Ra"

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The tambourine accompaniment is very festive to welcome the arrival of Hafidz as the groom this morning. The invited guests also greeted him so graciously full of smiles. Several wedding witnesses and a ruler are ready on the spot for the ijab qabul later. With a definite step, Hafidz was joined by his parents to enter the room.

While Amra was in the room, accompanied by bulhek. The white syar'i dress and thin yet sweet makeup made her look eye-catching. Amra was so beautiful this morning. Hearing the boisterous sound of the tambourine outside made his heart pound unruffled.

Hafidz has promised to accept Amra as she was last night. Hafidz had promised to guide him, even though they were crying at the beginning. Now it was Amra's turn to keep her promise.

This happy atmosphere made Amra think of her parents. If they had still been there and watched him marry a good man?

Amra lowered her head as sadness burst into her chest. If the father were still alive, he would have married her directly to Hafidz. But whatever the power, he can only imagine.

"I received the marriage and marriage of Imriyah Lathifa Nazra bint Ahmad Mujahid with a gold dowry of 50 grams and a set of prayer tools paid for in cash.."

Amra closed her eyes and sighed, with her tears flowing. Bulhek who was beside her stroked Amra's shoulder and smiled happily.

Not much different, Hafidz also shed tears once the witness confirmed his agreement. Unexpectedly, the woman he had once loved was now truly his. Become his life friend.

Slowly he stood up, as Amra came out of the room with the bulhek. Hafidz smiled so broadly at the graceful woman now walking towards him. Amra lifted her head and found happy faces there, she also saw a smile full of sincerity on the face of the man who had now become her husband. He also smiled.

Now Amra had stood side by side with Hafidz, with a little awkward he grabbed Hafidz's hand and kissed her, as a symbol of his devotion to the husband. Hafidz placed his left hand on the crown of Amra and recited it, Amra closed her eyes and cried again. Today has indeed been a full day for Amra, so that she cannot hold back her tears from now on. As soon as he finished, Hafidz kissed his wife's forehead as a sign of his affection.

Rebana again sounded accompanied by the melodious sound of shalawat to enliven the party.

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The party was over, for the first time they were in one room. Just the two of them, they sat side by side. Amra lowered her head, while Hafidz continued to look at her without removing a smile

"You scared?" Ask Hafidz suddenly

"What?" Surprised Amra turned her head quickly, and it made Hafidz laugh. Made both of Amra's cheeks flushed in embarrassment. Hafidz smiled again, and slowly raised his hand, about to touch the cheek and Amra's reflex closed both eyes quickly.

That's when Hafidz's smile faded, and he put his hands back down. Not feeling a touch, Amra opened her eyes, and saw Hafidz standing not far from the bed behind her. Seeing that, Amra looked down feeling guilty

"I'm sorry..." He said slowly, Hafidz turned his head and smiled sincerely

"I know how you feel. There's no need to apologize.."

"I have sinned by doing this to you..."

"If it is still difficult for you, I sincerely wait for you to feel ready... We'd better get some sleep. You must be tired... I'm going to go to the bathroom first" Hafidz said with a smile, he didn't want Amra to feel guilty about him.

While Amra could only bow with a raging heart, as Hafidz stroked the room.

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