
Today is Morgan's Wedding Day and is the most historic day of Morgan's life as soon as it will be tied up in the sacred promise of marriage. But unfortunately the happy day gave a deep wound to him, where his future wife left him.
It felt like he was shouting loudly and beating up those who were nearby to vent his frustration and emotions that were on top of the crown.
This is how it feels to be disappointed by others, very sick like slashed daggers that draw right in the heart but do not bleed, because it leaves an inner wound. Indeed there is no love between them, but he is so trusting a friend who he always considers a friend to be his life companion. But, instantly everything was extinct and not as expected.
It's one form of life lesson for him, because he shouldn't be so trusting of others. The words of a person can be held, but keeping a promise is very difficult for some people even sometimes someone can not keep his promise.
Morgan let out a heavy sigh that was standing in front of the window of his room staring at the morning sky that was starting to emit its rays. His gaze was so empty with his mind out of nowhere.
Until now he has not met his mother, where now his mother is working hard to find a replacement bride for him. Come to think of it he could easily get any woman, but the situation is now so precarious and not always women out there willing to be a substitute bride for him.
Morgan again sighed heavily then glanced at the giant wall clock in his room that already showed the number 7. Time continued to run while he was still silent in his room who did not know who his future wife, more precisely a substitute bride for him.
Who is the woman who will be the bride? who is the woman who will live a new life with him in the interweaving of the household ark together, he thought.
Morning sunlight began to hit his face, making Morgan choose to move and again stand in front of a large mirror where he was able to see his reflection in the mirror with a sour face that was still wearing sleeping pajamas. Last night he could not sleep, his mind kept raging uncertain the direction of thinking about his marriage.
It should have been a happy day with her chosen woman, but everything was ruined already. It is unfortunate that his fate was left by his future wife.
His daydreams spread when he heard the sound of knocking on the door from outside his room. Morgan stepped up quickly to open the door.
Chequelek
The door opened wide and displayed a figure he loved looking at him with glazed eyes.
"Mama" he said surprised and immediately rushed to hug his mother.
The middle-aged woman lovingly returned her embrace. For a long time they hugged each other and just kept quiet with each other's thoughts, until the sound of someone's deheman made them let go of his embrace.
"Ehemm," Morgan and his mother immediately turned their eyes to the source of the voice.
"You don't have to worry anymore. Everything will be fine" he said with a faint smile as he patted her on the shoulder.
"Yes Pa," replied Morgan nodding.
They smiled and hugged together.
"Don't put on a sour face anymore, Mama doesn't want your handsome son to be ugly at her wedding." seduced Madam Milan while patting her son's face softly.
Morgan smiled faintly at the words of his mother, his heart became warmed to the look on the faces of his parents who radiated happiness.
"Come, mama will bathe you and help you prepare" said her mother enthusiastically and Morgan only obediently when her hand was pulled by her mother.
While his father followed behind him accompanied by laughter, but yesterday his father always put on a flat face and continued to show seriousness every time faced with him.
Coincidentally this morning exactly at 9 Morgan's wedding was held at the five-star hotel which was the hotel owned by the Alexander family. Including kabul ijab procession is also carried out at the hotel.
So that the entire Alexander family seemed enthusiastic to start getting ready before leaving for the event.
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At the hotel where the wedding was held. It appears that the young girl was in the VVIP room being groomed by a professional bridal fairy. The beautiful hijab girl sat quietly letting the professional fairies' reliable hands make over her face. It was her first experience.
Her beautiful face further beautifies her makeup, even the fairy lady always praised her beauty.
"God's Masya. Miss Khumaira, I'm very happy to have the opportunity to apply makeup on your face" Perias said.
Mai only responded with a sweet smile. Mai can smile with satisfaction, but from the bottom of her heart she wants to cry now, her mind is always on her mother. His mother's blessing brought him to the place. Getting married without her mother's presence made her heart bitter. On his happy day his mother was present beside him.
But he didn't want to disappoint everyone. His mother was on medication and the employer was in charge of completely financing his mother's treatment and everything about her mother.
Mai's chest was so tight, she hurriedly exhaled her breath violently. She can't cry, her makeup will fall apart making the woman's fairy troubled.
Due to the appearance of Mai is very beautiful with a white wedding dress that dangles onto a very luxurious floor with embroidered accents studded with gemstones.
Not only that, his hijab perched beautifully on his head. Natural makeup makes her look different and more beautiful according to her age. What a look of a girl named Khumaira is very stunning on her wedding day with a Muslim wedding dress.
Finished decorating his bride, perias was resigned retreat. So there lived Mai and two beautiful Muslim women who accompanied her.
βDon't be nervous miss, just relax, may your marriage run smoothlyβ said one of the women kindly saw the look on Mai's face looks nervous.
βAamiin. Thank you for reminding me. βucap Mai smiled.
"Sorry, I have to call my mom, did you see my phone?" ask Mai worriedly.
"This lady, I had time to keep it while you were being groomed." replied one of the women handed over Mai's phone.
"Thank you." Mai smiled back and immediately contacted her mother, but unfortunately her number was off.
Mai then photographed her face and sent a picture message to her mother. May her mother be able to see her wearing a wedding dress and be a memento of her.
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Morgan and his extended family had just arrived at the hotel where the party was being held, they started to enter the hotel ballroom. Mr. Darren and Ms. Ziva and other relatives warmly welcomed the arrival of the groom. Invitees began to arrive, all of whom were relatives, friends and business associates of Morgan and also his father's business colleagues.
Morgan walked hand in hand with his parents to the place of kabul ijab. Morgan looked a little nervous passing the guests. Until finally he occupied the seat of Ijab kabul.
Morgan looks different from a white texudo dress with a neat-looking hairdo, the aura of good looks is increasingly radiated. The men and the witnesses already occupy their seats and are ready to marry Morgan.
Morgan only had to wait for the bride's arrival before the show began.
Madam Milan moved quickly to pick up the bride. Not long after that the bride accompanied by Mrs Milan began to enter the hotel ballroom where the party was held.
The invited guests and some of the closest relatives began to cheer boisterously at the arrival of the bride who was accompanied directly by the mistress of Milan to the place of the Kabul ijab. A sweet smile continued to radiate at the corner of the bride's lips.
"Mama, sister is good." said Aqila who was able to recognize Mai.
"Yes dear." said Adelia smiled behind her veil and did not expect Mai who will be the companion of her sister-in-law.
While Malfin is happy and hopefully his sister can accept the young girl as his companion.
While Morgan who was sitting in his chair was getting nervous just hearing the voices of invited guests who said his bride had arrived. With a straight look ahead, Morgan did not realize that the bride had already occupied her seat.
"Alright, the kabul ijab will begin soon" said the pengulu who began to speak.
"What?" said Morgan flutter and immediately glanced beside him and sure enough there was already a female figure occupying the seat next to him.
The Lady of Milan immediately put the scarf over the heads of the groom and bride. Morgan already knew the name of the substitute bride for him, but he was so curious to look at the face of his bride, but the pak penghulu again spoke up to immediately marry her.
Legitimate
The word legitimate immediately echoed in the room, everyone was so happy with the marriage of Morgan and Mai. Morgan breathed a sigh of relief to be able to pronounce the Kabul ijab with a single breath. He still wondered in his heart the figure of Khumaira's name, who was the girl?
Morgan is still reluctant to see the figure of a woman who has been legally his wife. While Mai was shedding her tears that were so moved with a downcast look.
While the entire Alexander family was so happy with Morgan's marriage, they embraced each other together. Mrs Milan and Mr Fino embraced each other happily. Finally, his youngest son got married too.
Their Kabul ijab procession went well. The series of events went smoothly and solemnly. Relatives and invited guests seemed to enjoy a meal and drinks with a happy atmosphere.
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