Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 49

Finally the event that was waiting to arrive, Anin's house looked busy.

The neighbors have come to help Mr. Suroso and Ms. Eiji.

They seem to split the task. The village's sed3hana tent is already on display in Pak suroso's spacious courtyard.

In Anin's room, a perias was busy decorating Anin.

While Mr. Suroso and Bu Wiji who have been wearing kebaya look busy entertaining guests who come. Even though one village had heard it.

Although not invited, they as a profit come congratulate.

An hour later the Ijab Qabul event began,

"Oh, there quickly look at your son. I'm ready yet!" pansuroso said to his wife.

"Yes sir!"

Bu Wiji immediately entered the house, he headed to Anin's room to see his daughter.

"Mom, Pye? wes finished to? (how are you done?)" ask him on perias.

"So bad ma'am (later ma'am)!"

"Mobil e wes teko, ibuk Karo father wait nek ngarep Yo (car has come, mother and father nungui in front ya)!" this time Miss Wiji spoke to Anin.

"Nggeh Ma'am (yes Ma'am)!"

Ms. Wiji also finally returned to leave Anin and her fairy. They will hold a Qabul ijab in the village mosque, it is not far but pity if Anin walks with a paddle on which he wears, he will definitely find it difficult to walk.

The faces of all who came and were there exuded happiness except one person. Budhe Harti_ Budhenya Anin's. He seemed to be sitting alone with a face that was in displeasure. He really wanted this marriage not to happen.

Until Akhrinya Anin finished also in makeup, she was delivered out by the fairy. All who come to the mosque were getting ready, not least Novi as well.

But there is less, though,

"Budhe where is sir?" ask Anin when she doesn't find the woman.

"I don't know, I think it's still inside let me see!"

"No, you just get in the car. Let Anin call!"

"All right!"

Anin came back, actually it was just an excuse, which is true he was neutralizing the heartbeat that was getting faster as the moments of his marriage were getting closer. He had not expected it to be this fast with his chosen man either.

After taking a few breaths and exhaling a few times, Anin felt better. He continued his steps to find the budhe.

Apparently the woman was sitting quietly in the kitchen while enjoying her coffee,

"Budhe, budhe didn't come to the mosque? Is everything ready?"

"No!" answer with a cynical tone.

"Why? Budhe's still mad, isn't he?" Anin is getting closer.

"you reckon? Basic boy does not understand the matur swon, far budhe here, nyariin you a good mate eh even choose ustad who does not know where to bring home later."

"Budhe, why always underestimate ustad budhe?"

"Yes look, noh the Rozikin, his son Sampek five but as a worm all the kayak not in love with food. It's ustad, Anin! Or the Hasan village next door, the house just hitchhiking!"

"O Allah, everyone is not the same."

"If ustad, the average is the same. Wong her job is to repeat njai (teaching njai)! Where to make money for the wife's child, so think!"

Anin was actually so upset with Budhenya's thoughts, but on a day like this it was not good to argue, he sighed to reduce the tightness in it.

"Yes, if budhe does not want to come, Anin leaves! Assalamualaikum!"

"Greetings waalaikum!" replied the budhe when Anin had passed from before him.

Elsewhere, it appears that Farid's surad troupe is also boisterous preparing everything.

Ustad Farid looked so handsome in a typical white bridal suit and kopyah, different from the usual appearance.they had rented two cars to carry the entourage.

Kyai Sham and his wife had also come, if Zaki could not come, they came with Amir.

I don't know how many times he went back and forth to the bathroom, it feels like this has not been stressful during the thesis exam.

"So what's he got?" ask Ambu to Aan who is preparing everything.

"For the event of ijab Qabul is enough dowry, Ambu!"

"The other crus?"

"Later during the event of the meeting, like the event ijab Qabul!" said Aan explained, Aan accompanied by his wife's parents to explain the custom of marriage in Java.

"Well, then we'll go!" abah said when he saw everything was ready.

"Well bah!"

Everyone had gotten into the car but even Farid was not there,

"Where is Farid?" ask Abah.

"Still in the bathroom!" said Wahid who just came.

"Oh my God, how many times has he been to the bathroom!" abah nodded his head.

Until finally, Farid and his entourage went to the location of Ijab Qabul.

Sure enough when they arrived, pak penghulu had already come first,

"Sorry, we're late!" kyai Syam said to pak penghulu.

"No pa pa kyai, God willing there is still half an hour left until the event elsewhere!"

"Alhamdulillah then!"

Wait a few minutes, then,

finally, the bride's car arrived at the mosque where the ijab kabul.

Because pak pengulu is in a hurry, there is something he must marry again after this, they just shake hands without having time to chat a lot.

"Are you ready?" asked the ruler to ustad Farid who was wearing a white shirt typical of the bride with a necklace of jasmine flowers hanging from her neck, Anin was already sitting next to him, even though they did not dare to look at each other.

The bride is no less beautiful with a white kebaya and a long headscarf behind her to dangle to the floor. The Jarit cloth that was subordinate to his danger made him even more graceful.

Behind them sat a row of relatives who were deliberately invited to witness their marriage, no exception with both parents of ustad Zaki who did happen to exist in Java while Ustad Zaki himself was forced to not be able to come because he still had to take care of his wife.

"Ready!" answer ustad Farid so loudly.

"Just follow me sir!" said pak penghulu while guiding Mr. Suroso.

"I married you Farid Ramadhan bin Dadang with my daughter ayu anindita with the dowry in cash!"

And quickly iftad Farid recited the words of Mr. Suroso.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Ayu Anindita binti Suroso with the dowry paid in cash!" ustad Zaki managed to recite it with just a single breath.

"Bhhhhh!" the voice echoed in a mosque located in one of the small villages in Tulungagung district.

"Alhamdulillah!"

Both Farid and Anin immediately clenched their palms to their faces. There is relief in their hearts.

The prayers of the elders accompanied their marriage, and in Aminin all who came, the marriage was welcomed by all who came.

"Please the bridegroom recite a prayer for the wife!" said penghulu and Ustad Farid and Anin facing each other. They faced each other, and with a simple heartbeat, Farid ventured to stick his palm over his head and began to recite prayers for the woman who had just officially become his wife.

A subtle sigh suddenly followed to Anin's heart as she listened to the prayer the husband had recited. It feels like something hard to express in words. So great and imprinting.

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