Fatma is still pensive in her room, she still doesn't think that today is her wedding day. Even what still crossed her mind as if she was just born yesterday as a baby who is still pure and always gets a soft caress from her parents' hands. Now she has become an adult Fatma, who will be ready to anchor her heart to the last harbor of her love.
"Fatma, can you close your eyes? How can I put this eyeshadow on your eyelids when you open your eyes". Said the make-up.
Fatma was flabbergasted and immediately closed her eyes, she was completely unaware that her subconscious had just brought her to live after marriage. Her feelings were united in anxiety, a restlessness that he could not describe clearly.
"Well, it's finished. Now you can open your eyes". Said the make-up.
Fatma also feels fascinated to see the changes that have occurred on her face, her everyday face that has never been touched by make-up makeup now looks different when all kinds of make-up are neatly arranged on her face with the help of the make-up's hands who are of course skilled.
"Masha Allah, your child is very beautiful. You don't know if this is your mother's child." Said the mother.
"Ah, you can do it. Fatma is embarrassed." Fatma replied softly.
"But it's true, you do look really beautiful. Soon the marriage contract is about to start, you will bring me out to the side by side with your husband when Hendra has finished akad consent". Muttered the mother.
Fatma nodded her head, the mother immediately came out of her room to witness the procession of the akad consent, and soon Hendra's voice was heard clearly and loudly when he said holy promises before Allah, the leader, and also Fatma's parents.
"I accepted the marriage of Fatma Pasha binti H. Asmawi Sutomo with the dowry and a set of prayer tools paid in cash."
"How about the witnesses? Legitimate?". Said the prince.
"Valid, valid, valid" .. Said the guests who witnessed the ongoing process of the marriage contract.
"Alhamdulillah". Fatma said softly.
Soon the mother came to pick herself up in the room, then escorted her to side by side with Hendra. The guests stood up to greet her, while Hendra smiled sweetly, who had been impatient waiting for his arrival.
Now Fatma is in front of Hendra, with a shady gaze she looks at Hendra, who has officially become her husband. Then she kissed the back of her husband's hand, Hendra kissed Fatma on the forehead and pinned the ring on Fatma's sweet finger.
"Alhamdulillah, thank you for your great gift to my servants, O Allah. You have given me a husband who is kind and moral." Fatma said to himself.
After the procession of the marriage was completed, the two of them immediately walked to the aisle to offer prayers to Fatma's parents and the wedding reception would begin afterward.
"Fatma, I'm really happy because now we have officially become husband and wife. I promise you, I will take care of you and keep you company until the end of time". Said Hendra.
Fatma smiles. "Thank you, I will also continue to learn to be a good wife for you. Because now my heaven is in you, so don't be bored to continue guiding me" Fatma replied softly.
"Insha Allah, dear". Hendra whispered.
The two of them immediately served the guests who came to congratulate them, happiness was radiating on their faces.
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"You have snatched my husband, Fatma, you are the culprit." Instantly her dream shattered when Fatma started blinking her eyes, her breath still panting because of the dream.
How could she have had a dream like that on the first night of her marriage, that dream seemed so real and very true. Shortly thereafter Hendra, who also woke up from his sleep, immediately calmed Fatma, who looked very restless.
"What are you doing dear? Are you a nightmare?" Said Hendra.
Fatma, who was still struggling to catch her breath, did not answer her husband's question at all. Meanwhile, Hendra immediately got up from his seat to get a glass of water available at Fatma's dressing table.
"It's a shame to drink first, let you calm down". Said Hendra.
"Thank you, baby". Fatma replied softly.
Fatma immediately drained the water, now she is calm and can breathe a little relieved.
"Have you calmed down? Now try to tell me, what do you dream dear?" Hendra said, rubbing his wife's left shoulder.
Fatma looked at her husband's face. "I dreamed of being in a break with your first wife". Said Fatma.
Hendra frowned. "Wife? My wife is you, dear, maybe this is just your fear from the time before marriage. listen to me carefully Fatma, I love you and only you. There is no one in my heart apart from you, so you have to believe in me, "Hendra assured his wife.
"You're right, maybe this is just my fear. I'm sorry, baby, who had a bad idea about you." Fatma replied, who immediately hugged her husband.
"I'm sorry Fatma doesn't dare to be honest about my past." Hendra muttered to himself as he returned Fatma's hug.