The Young Married
Marriage Book

Eventually Ghina had to turn a deaf ear to unimportant rants either from her friends or from Fatih's diehard fans.

His eyes glanced lazily at the chat KSI Group whose number was close to one thousand two hundred and the contents he knew very well about what. Yes, after discussing the KSI farewell event that followed the event haul Datu Kalampayan, the group was enlivened by congratulations scattered.

Who for? himself and Fatih. But what about those who know this fact?

Inspiration: Really Na?

Me : Yeah.

Inspiration: How can it be? all this time, you have no relationship.

Me: Yes I can

Inspiration: I'm sure you don't love Fatin. You guys in a match?

Ghina stared at the screen in confusion, Ilham's guess was very precise. His fingers went back and forth, typing and then momentarily deleting them.

Inspiration: To be honest with me Na, you must not love with Fatih? you guys were forced into marriage? wh why?

Ghina: Why do you think it's the chairman?

Inspiration: My hunch is that. You obviously don't like Fatih.

Ghina's tears were seeping profusely, her hands violently wiping. He stared at the name on the screen. The man who had filled his heart for about two years.

Inspiration: Na, I call ya, so we can talk more comfortably?

Me: No need to be the chairman.

Ilham ignored Ghina's last chat, he immediately called the girl he had always liked.

Ghina cleared her throat, so that her voice would not sound hoarse.

"You're not papa, are you Na?" ask Ilham across there.

"Why how? I'm again preparing for the show."

"Why did you get married? and finally, three months ago? why, you guys are secretly?"

"Sorry, this is difficult, chief. We're still school kids, so we can't tell everyone we're married."

"But why Na? you know I like you. I plan to go"

"Yes, I know the chairman. But, I've married Fatih."

"So, if Fatih doesn't marry you, you want to be with me?"

Silent. Ghina sighed, her tears again escaped down the cheeks. You know Ham, I really want you to marry me, even I'm looking forward, but it's too late, Ghina's mind is crowded.

"Ma?" urge Ilham to ask for answers.

"It seems like our talk until here is just the chairman, I'm busy again. Sorry, I'm closed, wassalam!"

Without answering Ilham's question again, Ghina hung up on him. He slammed his body on the bed, crying loudly with his face facing the pillow.

"I'm married!" strangulation with restrained and tight in the chest.

"We can't possibly be Ham!"

"O Allah, I want Inspiration. Oh, my God." Ghina hit her sheets slowly. Maybe, this is what it feels like when Siti Nurbaya is paired with Datu Maringgih. Angry, upset, sorry, wanting to rebel, not accepting, but not being able to. Everything is stuck, in the heart.

"Why should Fatih be God? I can't even see any excess from him" said Ghina. "I'm not proud at all, marry him, even though Kyai's son."

"Astaghfirullahaladzim," isak Ghina as his chest tightened, he breathed violently, as the oxygen army was thinning.

In addition to the thousands of KSI group chats, the class group was no less crowded. Discussing himself and Fatih who turned out to be married from a few months ago.

Sella: Why do you want to marry Fatih? don't-don't you seduce him? since when?

Sella : Ghina! reply!

Sella: I thought you were loyal friend, you already know that I like Fatih, why did you snatch her from me secretly huh?

Sella: Reply Ghina!

Ghina just shook her head with her eyes as soon as she read the chat from Sella. He did not know what to reply, it was impossible if he said he was forced to marry Fatih.

Rabbit Nyebelin: If there are my fans or people you do not know, chat or call, do not need to reply or lift.

Ghina stared at the chat nanar from Fatih. She cursed in her heart, blaming her husband for everything that happened.

"Why should I get dragged into your life, Fath?" inner Ghina.

There were already five numbers, other than Sella who sent him a message. Also two numbers, bravely calling Ghina many times even though not picked up.

+6283140xxxx : Crazy, are you really married to the Fatih Genius?

+6283140xxxx : Heh, reply!

+6283140xxxx : Less teaching, *****you!

Ghina immediately blocked the contact of the unknown person. Not very polite at all.

+62877136xxxx : Assalamualaikum Sis, this is Ghina's older brother who married Mas Fatih huh?

+62877136xxxx : Greetings Kak, I support you guys. Don't be horrified if someone prattles to Brother.

Me: Yes, thank you, greetings too.

Ghina replied to the friendly chat. It turns out there are also Fatih fans who are not as fanatic as some people before.

+6282240xxxx : Woi, are you really Fatih's wife? what pellets huh?

+6282240xxxx : Woi, reply, I'm calling, pick up woi. I want my friends to talk to you!

Throughout the day until night, the unrelenting chat spam was coming in. Unable to stand it, Ghina temporarily deactivated her Whatsapp, until the day of the reception. He wanted to calm down first before actually joining Fatih in the guarantee.

That day came without being asked. The reception will be held in the open pesantren hall. The outdoor concept is simple, the choice of the Kyai family to hold the wedding reception of Kyai Zhafran's last child.

Pelaminan is located in the middle with a wall decorated with flowers. The chairs that will be used by guests, are made separate and contiguous between men and women.

Ghina squeezed her own hand while pecking herself in front of the mirror, in a room that she herself was unfamiliar with. It was in his sister-in-law's room, Nafisah.

"Masyaa Allah, Fatih's wife is very beautiful," praised the other Brother-in-law Fatih. It turned out that Kyai Zhafran's son numbered three. The eldest brother, the male, both Nafisah and the third Fatih. His eldest brother Fatih was indeed busy with his S2 in Cairo so that during the marriage contract Ghina and Fatih did not exist.

Ghina simply smiled blandly behind her veil. "Thank you, Ma'am" he said.

"Where's the Deck?" tanyakanya.

"Oh Mbak Nafisah was out first with his son Mbak, want to snack he said."

"How does it feel to be Ghina's wife. Uh, Ghina, isn't that your name?" asked his Sister-in-law with a smile and stood beside Ghina who was sitting on the chair.

"Yes Ghina Mbak" replied Ghina. "Em, that's it Mommy."

"That's how? Fatih, well, right as a husband?"

Ghina grimaced softly, "yes Ma'am, Fatih is good."

"Duh, funny thing, still shy huh? Fatih, have you not been here yet? Ma'am Cariin wasn't in her room."

"No, I don't know where either."

"Oh yeah, you're not papa, are you left alone here? Brother's going to the reception."

"Yes, no papa."

After his Sister-in-law came out, Ghina heaved a sigh of relief. He feels foreign to the Kyai family, although it is comfortable with a cheerful Nafisah.

"Dec," call someone. Ghina looked towards the door. It turns out Imran's there.

"Sister!" peekik Ghina was happy, he immediately stood up and hugged Ilham.

"Huh, where the hell is it? I've been lonely since I was here, which mother?"

"Your mother is still talking to Ummi" replied Imran, then rubbed the face of the younger brother covered with a veil. "It's so pretty of you" she said.

Ghina's lips pursed inside, "masa?"

Imran ruffled her veil slowly, "yes, you are the most beautiful today. Fatih where?" ask Imran.

"No idea where she is" replied Ghina sewot.

"Wih, relax dong. Your husband must be squirming at you. Are you ready to layanin her? tonight, you're here, right?"

"No want! I'm going home, brother."

"Eh? don't dong, it has to be here."

"I don't want to, I don't feel at home in people's homes."

"Hey hey, you're already someone's wife now, you should be able to dong away from home. Wherever the husband takes you, you have to be obedient."

Ghina looked down, suddenly she was afraid that tonight she would have to stay at Kyai Zhafran's residence.

"I don't know, I'm afraid."

"You're a strong girl, you can. Anyway, Fatih's a relaxed person too, won't be fierce to you huh?"

"I don't know his true nature."

"But, as long as you're his wife, he's never hurt you, has he?"

Ghina fell silent, then shook her head.

"Well, there it is. Fatih is good, God willing. From the beginning, Brother will also nangangkan your marriage, if not sure of him," said Imran seriously, while looking at his sister's bead in the eyes.

There was a knock on the door and a greeting from a woman. It turned out that Nafisah had come with her bright face.

"Finally, it can also be separated from my son, hihi. Sorry old ma'am, Ghina," said Nafisah.

"Well, why are his eyes wet?" tanyanya stared alternately at Ghina and Imran.

"No papa Mbak, he if his brother likes to cry is not clear" quipped Imran quipped by Ghina on his waist.

"Hahaha, why cry? are you sad to be splitting up with your brother?" nafisah asked and tidied up the small crown that was on Ghina's head.

"Slightly Ma'am, hehe," Ghina replied by sipping her nose inside, as there was liquid coming out some time ago.

"Well get ready, you're gonna have to sign the marriage book. Hold on, your make-up has to be leveled again." Nafisah took Ghina back to the dressing table. Today, Nafisah is indeed a special MUA for Ghina.

"Yes, I went out first. Want to join Kyai and others," said Imran who was embraced by Nafisah.

Nafisah led Ghina by the side. He could feel his sister-in-law's hand was cold as he held it.

"Calm down, baby, meet your husband soon" teased Nafisah to make Ghina a little more relaxed.

Ghina turned her head, finding Nafisah who was glancing towards her. "Gugup Mbak," he said honestly.

Breath chuckled softly, they were now walking towards the group of some old people who were already there.

There was a small table in the middle, there was already someone staring at the two small books before him.

Ummi Zainab smiled as soon as she saw her daughter-in-law. Narsih too, saw her very beautiful son today.

"Well, you sit near Fatih" said Nafisah and led Ghina to approach.

With a stiff step, Ghina approached and sat down beside Fatih. The man shifted his seat, allowing Ghina to sign their marriage book. Afterwards, they got advice about marriage from one of Kyai who was invited from another boarding school.

"The point is, husband and wife complement each other. The husband is the dress of the wife and vice versa. So, if there is a disgrace that each has, even though the husband or wife does not like, it is still illegal to be in the pennant out."

All the people who were there were beards. Moreover, Nafisah who had been staring anxiously at the two halal couples who were only silent.

"Many examples than the companions and sahabis of Prophet Muhammad Shallallahu alaihi wassalam, for example there were two newly married people. On the first night, after they had prayed two rakaats, his pious wife told her husband 'say whatever you like, say whatever you like, then I'll try to fulfill it for you and say anything you don't like, then I'll stay away from it'. Lord, very rare such a wife in this day and age, therefore may those who are still just starting life as husband and wife to many take the example of the previous stories."

Ghina just looked down, if given the behavior he had been doing to Fatih, then away from the criteria of the godly wife.

After listening with reverence to the banquet for the bride. Ghina and Fatih were led to sit at the temple.

"Well, you are sitting here, hihi" seduced Nafisah with a giggle.

"No need to frown, Ma'am, you're old" Fatih said with his sharp mouth.

"Tuh Na, your husband's mouth, ck, will be silenced at night until jontor."

Ghina shook her head, Her brother-in-law is very outspoken. He was ashamed to hear the word Nafisah, fortunately the veil worn can minimize.

"What dare him?" challenge Fatih by glancing at Ghina who was already sitting beside her.

Ghina turned her head, her eyes glaring sharply at Fatih.

"Ck, your team must be aggressive" said Nafisah. "Yes, I want to get a guest first."

Breath breezed from there, now there are two lovebirds who are silent to each other.

"Never imagined you could sit with me at the pelaminan?" tanya Fatih looked straight ahead.

"Forced" said Ghina Ketus.

"Over time also will," seduced Fatih who now turned his eyes to look at the wife.

"What the hell!" ketus Ghina and turned his face away.

"Trainer!" someone rushed there, cheered, hugged, kissed Fatih's face.

"Thank you Rik has come" Fatih said after he broke free from his friend's possessive embrace.

"Hueee, Ustad, you can call Jenus Fatihku." Riki pretended to cry and glanced at Ghina who was next to Fatih.

"Lebai" said Ghina flatly.

"Yes!" the voice that Ghina had made had finally arrived.

"Na, barakallah, yes." Renata hugged Ghina tightly. "You're so beautiful today, congratulations Na."

"Yes Ren, aamiin. Who did you come with? where are the other friends?" ask Ghina.

Renata released a hug, he glanced towards Ghina.

"The same Lamtur, behind there are still those who still eat tuh."

"You guys come together?" ask Fatih.

"No, Fath, not with him" Renata replied.

"Still the process of approach," said Riki who was rewarded with laughter by Fatih.

"Obviously you were rejected before shooting" Fatih said making Riki frown.

"Si Mak Lampir is just selling expensive, believe me, if it's already my charm, it must be klepek."

"Don't be angry with you, until you die, I won't like you!"

"Well, watch out for quality. Karma said," ridiculed Riki with a sneering look towards Renata.

"Hus, already. If you want to make a fuss, go home," drive out Ghina who can't stand the debate that's deafening her ears.

"Woi! you guys go first anyway?" that's the class president's voice, Shafiq. Behind him other friends followed. They glanced at each other and kissed ria.

"Well, I didn't think you were married" commented Rizal as he greeted Fatih, then cupped his hands to Ghina.

"Yes really bro, Ghina and Fatih are like electrons and neutrons, opposite each other," said one of the male friends who is similar to Rizal.

"Btw, you've been in love since when? don't you just pass the rumor?" asked Rizal curiously.

"No, you don't believe that same slander? it is impossible, Ghina wants to be kissed carelessly," said Fatih while glancing at Ghina.

"Keep, how did dong fall in love?" scowling Rizal again, making Riki who was beside him unable to bear to not hit.

"A lot of questions anyway, in them you ah, when they love each other is not important to ask!" sewot Riki, making Rizal suddenly upset.

"Hey, already. We are in trouble, not war. Uh, where is the photographer, we take a photo together," asked Syafiq.

Fitri the gang, who had just arrived, immediately congratulated Ghina. Sella looked at Ghina in envy, she was eager to be in the girl's position, but it was too late.

"Is this all our classes complete?" asked Syafiq with a shout. "Before Om," he said.

The photographer was just a beard.

"Everyone is present!" riki shouted, he had already counted everyone who was standing in front of the guarantee.

"Okay, Om we are ready" Syafiq told Om Fotographer.

Everything is stylish at will. Many times until Ghina feels hot with the relationship of her friends there.

After all the classmates left, the KSI members arrived to congratulate Ghina. Oh, don't forget, there must be Inspiration in it.

The man was wearing batik clothes and cloth pants, which made him look mature. Her hair looks neat in her style.

Ilham stood in front of Fatih and Ghina. He glanced softly at Ghina, and vice versa.

"Thank you Bro has come," Fatih said, cutting off his second view.

"Barakallah, may you be a good husband" said Ilham coldly. He could no longer hide his pain once he knew Fatih was one step ahead of him.

"Aamiin Bro," Fatih replied with a friendly smile and familiar snobs as usual. And that, the more it makes Ilham feel arrogant. He approached and whispered softly.

"I know everything was forced. If Ghina isn't happy with this marriage, I won't hesitate to take her."

Fatih chuckled softly, he also brought his mouth closer to the ear of Inspiration. "Syukron is a threat, but Ghina belongs to God, not to me or to you the chief."

Yuhuu.....

otor comes again, eh btw who is the same as Ilham who was left married? 😂

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