THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 68 - THE WEDDING

Grep.

I gasp. Jemari Jordan clasped my fist.

"I'm glad you finally want to be honest with me about how you feel. I'm happy, you chose my brother without fear of losing me. I was worried, you made a choice on me, Liana, because I was angry and didn't accept the reality."

"Jordan..."

"I'm happy, if you're happy. I'm also very happy, if my brother is much happier. Gege deserves to be happy. You also. And I accept your decision. Worry not! Being a brother-in-law is much more fun than being a couple. Don't you, Liana?"

"Jordan? Huaaa.hik hik!"

Glad to say, all the burdens in the soul feel lifted so easily.

Thank God, my decision is not wrong.

O Allah, Most Merciful, Most Merciful. Lead me to the path of truth!

Wak Hardi smiled as he patted my shoulder.

Mama Tiur, Mama Farida, and Wak Wati took turns hugging me. Even to the point of crying.

I didn't expect myself to be this mature and wise.

Jonathan smiled in embarrassment as our eyes clashed.

Oh Allah... This handsome guy is my soul mate you sent me? Thank you God! May our household last until the end of our lives. Aamiin, O God.

"alright. That means it's clear now, Jonathan! What is Liana's answer, you heard yourself just now. What's the next step?"

"Jonathan will propose to Liana, Wak! The soon! If you can, now you can. Family gathers all."

"Hows it? A farida? A bella?"

"By, Wak! Genta agreed. The sooner the better. Mumpung Wak Hardi is still here too." Genta immediately greeted him.

"Yes already. Jonathan...! Go to the local apartment house. RT region here and some neighbors to be witnesses, you can invite to attend at four this afternoon. Let's give thanks for your proposal to Liana. How's it?"

"Well, Wak!"

I think my life is like a drama. The application was held very suddenly. Today is also because there is Wak Hardi who also watched.

Mama Tiur assisted by Mama Farida, Intan, Nadia and Citra even went shopping for my needs later in the afternoon.

After agreeing on three words, want a simple one. Finally, the Mama shopping only the important things. For the guests only.

For other things, it turns out that Jonathan has prepared it.

Oh Allah, subhanallah. Apparently my future husband was serious enough to think about all this.

The event runs khikmat.

Mas Jo gave me a one-carat real diamond gold ring.

Like a dream, I almost never imagined.

I thought it was only for the upper class. It made me tremble and nervous when I received the circular object through the sturdy fingers of Jonathan.

A beautiful Qur'an in the middle of the container because a set of prayer tools makes me more moved.

"No weight, in a set of prayer tools! It's mandatory to use every day huh, Lian?!" jonathan whispered to me.

We discussed a good day for its continuation.

After an agreement, the marriage was finally on the title one month later. For the time we prepared everything.

I myself asked Mama Tiur to make a simple wedding. I'm shy. Widow status makes me inferior and afraid to be the talk of the invited guests.

But Mama Tiur said, I don't have to think too deeply. All budgets are arranged and taken care of by the groom. So I and my family just need to pray all the affairs smoothly until the day H.

Mama Farida just gave me advice, to learn the science of patience and sincerity more. Because life is not free from trials as well as trials. The salt acid of life is sometimes mandatory for us to feel, for our maturity and way of thinking in the future.

Day by day keep going.

Approaching the time of my wedding and the predetermined Mas Jonathan.

Jonathan and I deliberately stayed away until we were both sitting in the chair. Even communication is only through cell phones. In addition to the pingitan event, he was also busy with business and was also busy taking care of our wedding.

A week before the event was held, Mas Jonathan fell ill. The wedding preparations are almost complete. Even the invitation letter has been spread to relatives, colleagues and relations.

Mas Jo's body is hot and even delirious every time he sleeps. So said Mama Tiur.

Every time you ask to go to the doctor, Jo refuses. He said he only had a normal wind.

Of course I'm worried too. My mind is in a state of chaos and chaos.

Indeed, it has been a few days now the air in my opinion is a bit less good. It is called hot, but the weather is cool. It was called calm, but my eardrum seemed to catch the sound of the wind roaring.

What is this, God? Why is there such a constraint ahead of my marriage?

Just now I was thinking about something I don't understand, Wak Hardi called. He said it was coming in H-1. There's something to be done.

Wak Hardi asked about the situation of all of us. Of course I immediately tell the condition of Mas Jonathan, and ask for his help as well. May the illness of my future husband soon God lift. We were married a few days away.

The night of H-3, I dreamed of a beautiful creature dressed in white who flew here and there.

"Hey, you! What's bothering me? I've never bullied you, so don't bother me!" I said ask her the giggling above my body.

Her jet-black hair even occasionally hit my facial skin. The smell of jasmine stings until it makes my head dizzy seven circumference.

"Chiwi hihiii... Hi hihi hihi... My master is eager to make love to Hisai Queen! Hi hihi hihiiii..."

"Who is your Master?"

"My master is Lord Eyang Fertile! Hihi hihiii... Hi hihi hihiiii...!"

"What do you want?"

"Master deeply regrets the Queen's marriage to a commoner! Hihihi..."

"Tell your master, don't disturb my life! Do not block the happiness of others in order to get material. Tell him, repent! Ask Allah for forgiveness! Don't forget, it's game over soon!"

"Hi hihiii... Hi hihi hihiiii...!"

The seven verses of the chair are piawam with a heart full of keshusu'an as well as the three back letters of An-Nas and the three back letters of Al-Ikhlas are powerful enough to make the creature disappear from view.

"Astaghfirullahal... Astaghfirullahal..."

Sweat drenched all over this body.

A dream that makes my chest tight because of the fragrant aroma of jasmine flowers.

Two o'clock exactly. I tried to offer prayers for Jonathan's healing. Ask Allah Ta'ala. As well as his protection from the evil interference of magic.

Tok tok tok tok

"Mama! Mama Tiur! Assalamualaikum! Sorry, Ma... It's Liana!"

"Miana..."

I was surprised, Mama's face was soaked in tears. This is the second night he accompanied his first son to sleep because his condition was still sick. Mama was worried that Jo was sleeping alone. While Jordan is now also busy spreading the wings of the factory to the southern region of the capital. Sometimes Jordan doesn't come home because he sleeps at home in Jakarta.

"Mama? Why crying?"

"Gege.., Lian! Gege!!!"

"Why, Mas Gege???"

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