The Story of the Children of the Juragan

The Story of the Children of the Juragan
7. Wedding day


The expected day arrived. Aisha Humaira's wedding day to Muhammad Al Fatih. The marriage contract will be held at Aisyah's house.


In a different room, Aisyah and Fatih were in makeup. Both are surrounded by their friends.


Aisha's friends who were present yesterday, are now also present again. Because you don't want to miss every procession that the beautiful girl goes through. Including Wulan.


Aisyah's one friend was very curious about Javanese traditional marriage which was a lot of the process. Not like outside the simple.


"You are very beautiful baby." exclaimed Wulan while cupping her own face. Then pinched the gnarly cheek of Aisyah.


"Oh no. Don't be like that baby. My beauty can wear off." cried Aisyah. Both of them invited the laughter of their friends.


"Sorry babies. I'm let go." said Wulan grimacing.


In the other room, Fatih had finished in makeup. He looks handsome by using a silver coat stelan. On his head perched peci matching color. And do not forget on the side of his ear pinned jasmine flowers.


"You're so cool Fat. Surely Aisyah will be fascinated with you." said Salman praised the good looks of his brother.


And on the front porch of the house, the penghulu just came. The host invited him to sit in the space provided. After a moment of conversation, the penghulu tries a microphone that will be used for marriage contracts.


"Tests....Tests.....Tests." the sound of the ruler echoed in every corner of the room. Makes the hearts of both bride and groom vibrate.


"Baby soon." said Wulan with sparkling eyes. Aisyah nodded as well.


And he could feel his heart thumping. Though just heard the voice of the ruler who tried microphones only. Haven't heard Fatih's voice reciting the ijab qobul pledge.


In the other room, Fatih felt the same way. His heart is beating fast.


"Istighfar Fat, may Allah make it easy for you to say the word of the jab qobul" said Salman trying to calm his brother. Fatih nodded and then breathed a long breath.


"Good umi."


Fatih stood up, and walked towards the meeting place with Salman. There are already a couple of witnesses and witnesses. Salman also asked Fatih to be his witness.


Now Fatih and Pengulu face each other. Penghulu explained a few things before the agreement took place. After Fatih understood, then I started marriage. The two shake hands.


"I marry and marry you Muhammad Al Fatih with my daughter Aisyah Humaira bint Andre Hermawan with a dowry in the form of a set of prayer equipment and gold jewelry worth 50 million rupiah in cash."


"I accept the marriage and marriage of Aisyah Humaira with a dowry in the form of a set of prayer equipment and gold jewelry worth 50 million rupiah in cash" said Fatih Lantang.


"How's the witness, legit?" penghulu.


"Well, legitimate, legitimate." cried the witness.


"Alhamdulillah." said the audience.


Hearing Fatih's voice while making her promise, made Aisyah shed her tears. It is not wealth that he seeks. Not the looks he was looking for.


But he knew with Muhammad Al Fatih made his soul and spirit in preaching more blazing.


Because the young man always guided the children of the boarding house with a burning spirit. Even half of his salary was returned for the benefit of the boarding school foundation.


And at a young age, which is 20 years. He has mastered several languages. The British, Arabs and Thais.


The lunge in developing the cottage, no doubt. That was what made Aisha choose him.