The Talak End
Wedding Day

The happiest thing happened right on this day. Gibran and I are getting married after two days and I picked up my dad.

I only have Dad now, an accident that happened 5 years ago managed to take my mother's life.

Gibran was seen sitting opposite to the Father and the Lord who were going to marry us.

The atmosphere was suddenly tense, I was nervous with sweaty hands in fear of something unwanted happening during the event.

"Are you ready brother Gibran?" Ask mr. penghulu.

"Ready sir!"

"Can I shake Hanan's hand?!"

Gibran who was just as nervous as me shook hands with Dad. I watched so much that I saw Gibran's hands trembling.

"Sir Hanan, follow my words!"

"Bismil was born Rahmanirrahim, I married and married you Gibran Fernanda bin Danu Fernanda with my biological daughter Farah Mesya bint Hanan, with a dowry of jewelry weighing 10 grams and cash of 100 million rupiah paid in cash."

"Bismil was born Rahmanirrahim, I married and married you Gibran Fernanda bin Danu Fernanda with my biological daughter Farah Mesya bint Hanan, with a dowry of jewelry weighing 10 grams and cash of 100 million rupiah paid in cash."

"I accepted Farah Mesya bint Hanan's marriage and marriage with the dowry in cash."

"How are the witnesses?"

"Well.sah.sah.."

I've officially ended my girlhood by marrying the man I love, Gibran Fernanda. And today, I am lawfully his wife in the eyes of law and religion.

I can only hope my life will be happy with Gibran. Gibran and I did a sungkeman after the kabul ijab was done. I cried in Dad's arms and even Dad shed his tears. Never have I seen the figure of the old man pull out his clear circle. But today, that clear circle that I had never seen was finally spilled as well.

"Father can only wish you the best. Father could give nothing but prayer for the happiness of his daughter. Gibran, Dad's got Farah. Take good care of him, don't make him shed tears what else makes his heart hurt. I only have Farah, Farah is my reason for staying alive and fighting for her happiness. If one day you no longer love him, please return Farah to Dad well, Don't hurt his soul and body, the door of Dad's house will always be open for you. So often go to play in the village and look at your old father," My tears flowed more and more to hear the words of Father.

I'll live far away from Dad, I can't see Dad anymore every day. God, blame me for crying if I have to part with my first love?

Dad seemed to hold back his cries, I was sure, if we were in a place that was not crowded, I would definitely cry bitterly while hugging me.

'O Allah, I am reliving my first love to live with the next love. Always iring Farah with happiness, keep her away from those who try to hurt her. At least, our distance did not make Farah's happiness disappear. My sincere father Farah, I bless you, may your household always be sadinah, mawaddah, warohmah. Aamiin.' Such were the words of the Father in his heart who always prayed for the best for my life.

A father's love is hard to see or feel. Because often the father rarely shows his feelings as usual seen in the face or attention of the mother.

Mother is the one who breastfeeds us, buying new clothes and toys for us. But it's also all the work of a father.

Father works day and night, hot and rainy, in search of halal sustenance to meet the needs of his son and wife.

With a little harshness, the father teaches the child about the goodness and meaning of life. Educate children to be strong in facing challenges.

However, when releasing his daughter to marry, a father turns out to have a very soft heart and feelings.

"Gibran, I don't expect a penny of treasure that you have. What I hope for is, to be happy is always my son forever.

Never hurt my son, never hurt my son.

Moreover, you are my son, because the heartache of my son will hurt the whole family.

I believe you can guide my son. Guide my son in the heaven of God, never enter my son in the hell of God

Make my son your angel in heaven someday."

"Dad keep that promise."

***

I laid my body on Gibran's soft bed. The room was so spacious, I looked at the amazement of this man's room.

Quite tired of being a queen all day, even Riana also just came home after a day with me.

"Wouldn't you take a shower?" Ask Gibran who just entered the room.

"Nobody took a shower, and then I did. It feels so tired" I muttered at the end of the sentence.

"Why not take a shower together."

Gibran's words made me wake up and sit looking at the man who had just become my husband. Her eyebrows rose and fell, her sweet smile returned to sight, melting my heart upon seeing her handsome face.

"Why look at me like that?"

"Why indeed? Kan brother has become my husband, no sin dong," said I immediately got a nod from Gibran.

Gibran seemed to be approaching me, I don't know what he was going to do. Seeing his eyes is very suspicious.

"Baking together is not a sin."

"Kyaaaa, sister Gib descending, brother descending dong," Gibran carried me bridal style to go into the bathroom and perform the ritual bath together.

Ehem, what's the matter?

Gibran looked at me fixedly, releasing one by one the ornaments that stuck to my hair. The touch of his hand gave my romantics goosebumps. That loving look made me even more carried away.

"Sister, let me, let me" I held his hand, but Gibran did not budge and let go of my hand. The treatment was like magic, I could do nothing but obey him.

The garnish on my head successfully let Gibran off, the last he was seen removing my hairpin let it unravel.

My eyes closed enjoying the gentle touch of her hands.

Gibran turned my body to look at the large mirror in his bathroom.

I opened my eyes and saw myself in the mirror, not only my reflection, but Gibran's handsome face was also visible there. His burly hand was coiled around my stomach, his chin stuck to my shoulder with the gaze of an eye looking at my face in the mirror.

"Why don't you think about a-I do," I nervously and painstakingly made a sound.

Gibran did not reply, only showing a faint smile.

"Emmm that's.."

"What?" I cut it fast.

"Your bad turns out to be big huh, hahahaha."

Gibran let go of his embrace and entered the glass room that was apparently a shower bath.

"Sister Gibbb....!!"

TBC.