TASBIH LOVE
Ijab kabul Raka and Anggi
3 Days passed.
Now Alkan and Kia are preparing to leave for the kabul ijab event and the wedding reception of Raka and Anggi.
"Darling, are you ready?" tanya Alkan looked at his wife who was sitting in front of the mirror while tidying up her scarf veil.
"Already, Mas. Let's go!" ask Kia to smile in the mirror.
"You can't walk, you have to use a wheelchair so you don't get sapped and drop back" Alkan said.
The man walked up to Kia, then stood behind the woman, smiling at his wife from the mirror.
"I have a wheelchair anyway, Mas?" tanya Kia looked up while holding Alkan's hand which Alkan placed on her shoulder. "For your sake, you must not be soy sauce" said Alkan looking down at the beautiful face of his wife.
"But if I'm in a wheelchair, there'll be trouble for you, Mom." Kia stared at Alkan intensely.
"No, Honey! I won't feel bothered just by pushing a wheelchair" Alkan said softly.
"Thank you, Mum! I want to take the niqob first" said Kia smiling.
Alkan nodded, then Kia stood up and walked towards the closet to pick up her niqob. After that, Kia put on the niqob and turned to look at Alkan who did not take his gaze away from Kia.
"Here sit baby!" alkan said while taking a wheelchair for his wife.
Kia simply smiled, then sat in the wheelchair and looked up at her smiling husband looking at her lovingly.
"Thank you, Mum!" kia smiled.
Alkan nodded, then pushed the wheelchair out of his room.
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"Are you ready, son!" sheila asked, looking at Anggi doubtfully. He saw a light of sadness in his daughter's eyes. However, he could not do anything because Anggi did not refuse the match.
"Have, Mother?" Anggi smiled behind his veil.
Anggi nodded, then stood up and stepped closer to Sheila who was standing not far behind him.
After a while Anggi had seen many invited guests present and was waiting for him at the venue of the agreement, not to forget also Kia who was sitting in a wheelchair with Alkan standing behind him.
Kia and Anggi just looked at each other from a distance and they both smiled at each other behind the niqob.
Anggi walked up to Raka who was accompanied by Sheila beside him. The girl sat next to Raka without looking at the face of the man who was about to marry her. Likewise with Raka, the man was impressed cold and there was no intention to see his future wife.
"How are you ready?" asked Penghulu while looking at the two brides.
Both Raka and Anggi nodded. Anggi with his forced smile, while Raka was flat expressionless.
"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, Asyhadu anlaailaha illallah, wa asyhadu anna muhammadar apostleullah. Yes Raka Aditama, Ankahtuka wazawwajtuka mahktubataka Binti Anggi Rizky Pratama alal mahri 7,529,665 Reyal Saudi wamajmueat min adawat alsalat, Hallan." Penghulu jerked Alkan's hand.
"Qobiltu nikahaha watazwijaha alal mahril madzkur waraditu bihi wallahu waliyyut Taufiq,"
"Well," said all the witnesses present in the room.
Anggi shed tears behind his veil. Either she should be happy or sad after being legitimately a wife.
Different from Anggi. Raka grew colder with a dead red face holding back the resentment because from a distance she saw Rania who watched the event with tears breaking. However, he could do nothing because he did not want to humiliate his parents.
The woman immediately turned back and left the room, after witnessing the wedding of Raka~ her lover who married because of an arranged marriage.
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