Ukhti Bar - Bar
Chapter 55# Ijab Qobul 1

The sacred event awaited by the Readers also arrived in its time. Where a man would hold a father's hand. Demi, ask her daughter to be her rib.

Perfecting half of his religion, improving his social status, keeping his views and ***********.

Where God has commanded through the word of his Rosul. That, marry when you are able, and marry if you do not want the excitement and desire to drown you in the pit of nothing due to adultery.

Because getting married will give honor and blessing to your life. Marriage will keep you from the pit of sin.

A lifetime of worship that will perfect your other worship, and complete your less complete faith.

Because, by getting married can increase your fear and obedience to HIM.

Inside the bridal dressing room.

Angkasa, who had just asked permission to enter to see the two granddaughters he raised, stood.

His pair of beads stared in amazement at the two daughters of the only daughter he had.

I don't know what dreams he can have the opportunity to witness simultaneously the special day of the two holy grandchildren at once.

Space slowly approached Aira and Hasna who was sitting in front of the dressing table. 

Aira, looks so graceful and mature, with a loose-fitting, milky-white wedding dress sequined. Closed and long until sweeping the floor.

Her khimar-wrapped head was in matching color with a small glistening crown decoration, making her current look like a queen.

The appearance of Hasna is not much different. The aura emanating from his granddaughter this one was indeed another.

Hasna, who has never dressed excessively so far makes her look so pangling.

Space did not expect if he had been caring for two expensive and valuable diamonds.

"God's Masya. Grandpa's grandchildren are beautiful. As beautiful as his daughters Rosulullah, "praise Angkasa with quivering lips.

Suddenly the two Muslim women who stared at the look of Space from the mirror turned around. The two come forward to scatter into the arms of the only greatest man they have had in their entire lives.

Because they grew up without their father. So, the grandfather who had always been there for both of them.

Hanifa who could no longer hold on, lowered her head to let out her sobs.

"Oh my God, thank you. You have strengthened me

all this time in raising them. Now, my duty will soon be taken over" Hanifa muttered in her heart.

The show will start soon.

The bridegroom's family has come and been greeted with marawis troops down there.

Meanwhile, the bride remained upstairs, precisely inside the room. Thus, Gus Amar and Gus Moses could not see their future wives before they were legitimate.

Similarly, with Aira and Hasna.

They could only hear circuit after series of events from the loudspeakers alone.

The two clasped hands at each other with their eyes closed. When one alim ulama many conveyed his tausiah as advice to the bride.

Ciee .. who wants to be married.

Very tense yes. 😁

The sacred event full of service is indeed not too crowded in the presence of invited guests. Only a few close families, friends and some boarders Darussalam boarding school.

Both of Hasna's palms were cold, even her toes were trembling down there.

What about the feeling, Gus Amar as her future husband down there? He even had to deal with so many pairs of eyes. Overlooking the Space and also the forerunner and guardian of the judge. Witnesses to the marriage of both parties.

That was what flashed in Hasna's mind at this moment. Until a call from the beautiful woman next to him resuscitated for a moment.

"Na," called Aira softly, touching the back of her hand which had been decorated with white Henna-art carvings.

"I–iya, Brother," replied Hasna gasping.

"Azhdlgar. Don't be so tense! God willing, everything will be good. Nih, look, your palms are cold like this," said Aira, trying to calm her sister down. In fact, he himself was also nervous half to death.

It's just that he's more able to control tension than with Hasna. Because it is very visible from the look on his sister's face.

"Why can't you calm down?" hold Hasna wonder.

"Who said. Brother is also tense. But leave it all to God. The dhikr continues in the heart. God willing, God will bring that peace" replied Aira.

Hasna nodded and followed Aira's advice.

Finished the suroh reading of Ar-Rohman verse 1–15. now it is Gus Amar's turn, raising his face to face forward. He took his breath and prepared himself for the defining moment of his future.

He also immediately got a proud and amazed look from Angkasa and Hanifa.

No exception from the ummi. Ning Khumaira, even since earlier was seen many times rubbing the corner of her watery eyes.

The feeling of haru was seething, because he had managed to drive his first son to the wedding gate.

Just one step away, his second son will follow.

At this moment, he felt that his task had been completed. A mother will feel sad when the child she has cared for since childhood, turns out to be an adult and will live her life.

Seriously, finally, Gus Amar can say the pledge smoothly and eloquently.

When the judge jolted the hands of the two who shook each other. At that moment, Ijab and qobul were spoken from the lips of the groom successfully.

"AH!"

When the words air, then raise both palms upwards, then end up sweeping the face, a sign of gratitude.

"Alhamdulillah!" The two beautiful women shouted at once. Until smothering the mouth with eyes full of bliss.

The swirl of clear crystals that gathered almost slid down from the corner of Hasna's two beautiful eyes. Now his status has changed because the man down there has legitimately become his priest in the world.

"Gus Amar ..," cf. Hasna, holding back her invoking harbour. He tried hard not to let out his tears at this moment. She doesn't want her make-up to be broken. The makeup artist later, if later they have to repeat their work.

"Congratulations, you are legal to be a wife now" said Aira who then hugged the newlyweds next to her.

"Thank you, brother." Hasna returned the embrace.

"Don't call that, you're my brother-in-law now. So, I should call you, as Brother," replied Aira mocking her sister, with a smile on her face.

"Where can it be, but-"

"Anyway, you're a big brother. That's not what you want. I'm a sister now" Aira explained again. Hasna, inevitably will be called a brother by Aira and Gus Moses later.

Seriate.