Ash White Romance
Wedding Ceremony 2

"This is Abi's message to you Daffa. And now, for Rima. Can, right?"

Rima nodded, while replying, "Yes, I can."

"Well, for Rima who is now Daffa's wife, Abi wants a message. First, obey your husband in the matter of kindness. The husband is the qowwam or leader in your household, and the wife is the master. Second, thank and pray for your husband. Because those two things will add to your husband's love and affection. Third, manage your household well. A wife should try to create a comfortable atmosphere and conditions in her household so that the husband can carry out his religious and world obligations well. Fourth, do not open your husband's disgrace. Just like a husband who must take care of his wife's disgrace.

Fifth, take care of the husband by maintaining honor in the presence of your opposite sex. Especially when your husband isn't around you. Protect yourself from slander. Cover your aura when going out of the house or dealing with the opposite sex, decorate only for your husband, not others, ask your husband for permission if you want to leave the house."

"That's Abi's message to you Rima. Understandable?"

"Yes Bi, Rima understands. God willing Rima will try to be a good wife for A Daffa. Thank you for Abi and Ummi today. So many lessons to be learned. Please guidance always, yes," pinta Rima in a soft voice.

"Together, Son. Okay, welcome to our big family!" exclaim Wirawan.

Rima smiled happily. His eyes seemed to sparkle at the welcome of his two in-laws. Seeing that, Daffa who was sitting next to him also smiled happily. His net could not be seen staring at the bright and cheerful face of his wife. Unnoticed by the girl. The heart is reacting more.

'Duh, just look at his smile I got rich gini. She was more beautiful when she smiled like that. I want to kiss her red cheeks. Oops, Daffa inwardly tried to stop his crazy delusion. Feeling anxious yourself.

'Uh, but she's already my wife. So it's legitimate if you want to do anything to him, ' he argued again.

Over time, Rima's instincts felt like someone was watching her intensely. He tried to look at someone who was beside him. Finally, look at each other while throwing smiles at each other. Their eyes tied to each other. This is the first time the two newlyweds have looked at each other for quite a long time. The heartbeats of the two also seemed to be mutually simple. Slowly, Daffa ventured to hold his wife's fingers for the first time. Rima did not refuse, choosing to let it go.

Ira who saw the behavior of the two smiled to herself. I don't know how many times he noticed the behavior of his eldest brother who was shy and misbehaved since he knew Rima. Both faces looked red. I wanted to tease him, but not. Ira finally pretended not to see it. Not wanting to ruin their romantic mood.

"Well, while chatting, we enjoy a snack this afternoon, yuk! Let it be more exciting, "take Linda while putting the snack in the middle of them.

Excitedly, everyone enjoyed the snack, while continuing to talk lightly. Jerk.

***

After the Isya prayer and dinner with the family, Rima looks tired. Seeing that, Daffa immediately took his wife to their room.

"You tired?" ask Daffa to talk.

"Yes, a little bit, " replied Rima quietly.

"A lot of nothing, either, "said Daffa to ask him to joke. Let there be no more stiffness and awkwardness between them.

Rima just smiled in response to her husband's joke.

"Yes already, before going to bed we pray Sunnah first, yuk! You still have ablution?" bring Daffa.

"Ehm, it looks like ablution again, deh. Let it be fresh."

"Well, if Aa wants to do ablution again."

"Oh, then, Aa wudhu just go first, let Rima ready her prayer equipment."

Shortly afterwards, Daffa came out of the bathroom and stepped into the prayer room in their room. Rima's turn to go into the bathroom to brush his teeth and ablution. Before long, she came out and stepped closer to her husband and put on her face. Once ready, both of them immediately perform the Sunnah prayer service for the bride. Because tonight is their first night as a couple.

After finishing the Sunnah prayer, Daffa turned his body to face his wife. Now the two positions face each other. Rima kissed the back of her husband's hand with a notch. The novelty instantly burst forth in his heart. With a friendly smile and gaze, Daffa placed his hand on his wife's head and blew his crown while reciting the bride's evening prayer.

"Allahumma inni as’aluka min khoirihaa wa khoirimaa jabaltaha ‘alaih. Wa a’udzubika min syarriha wa syarrimaa jabaltaha ‘alaih.”

“O Allah, I ask You for His kindness and the good You have given him. And I take refuge in Thee from his ugliness and what ugliness Thou hast given him.”

After that, Daffa ventured to raise his wife's chin, to be more free to look at her beautiful face, and catch her two cheeks, slowly starting to peek at her forehead. But able to vibrate the chest of the two, like a drum that is timid, mutual. Rima was only able to close both of his eyes. This was the first time he had been touched by a man other than his father.

After looking at each other, Daffa invited his wife to move into their bed.

"We're moving into bed, yuk! It's been so cold sitting here!" bring Daffa up, and help his wife stand up.

"Yes, for a minute, want to settle this first, " said Ira while opening her face, taking the two prayer mats they had used, holster, and folding neatly and stored near the table.

When they finished, the two stepped onto the bed and sat down while leaning their backs against the bed rest. Daffa took his wife's lentic finger gently and held it. Making Rima look at the face of the man who had just become her husband. The two looked back at each other with locked gazes. Slowly one of his bare hands stroked his wife's red cheeks, while the other hand still faithfully clasped his fingers.

"Thank you, for accepting Aa to be your husband, " said Daffa lirih.

"Best-sama, A. Thank you for being Rima's wife. Though Rima just graduated from High School," said Rima.

Daffa smiled and asked again,

"May I ask you something?"

"Of course, what do you want?"

"What are your expectations of a husband?" ask Daffa.

"Emh, Rima wants to have a husband who can be used as a friend, a place to confide, a place to lean, a friend in joy and sorrow, can also be a teacher who snacked, can also be a teacher, guiding Rima to be able to carry out the role of a good wife for Aa. Can lead to the way of God. Always be the main supporter in terms of kindness. And hope to accept Rima as it is. If Aa finds a deficiency that is not liked or makes a mistake, please straighten it out well. If that's good, Rima will try to change. Getting better in the future, " replied Rima.

"How about yourself?" ask Rima back.

"Hope Aa is not grandiose. For a long time, wanted to have a wife who could maintain the honor of herself and her husband. I see, you are already qualified by always wearing the Islamic dress syar'i. Maintaining association with the opposite sex. At least, it can be seen as long as we live the period of ta'aruf and khitbah. Aa look safe, lah. Very awake. For your role as a wife, God willing will always support you for good. Be yourself. Let Aa know you according to her original character. If there is something to be straightened out, then it will definitely be straightened out well.

"The name of the household is a process to always learn, to know each other's characters, to understand each other, considering this lesson we will not get in school. This is the real school of life. With the new status we see as husband and wife, of course, we also increase our obligations and responsibilities. We should both be able to fill each other up, perfect each other, strengthen each other. Everyone must have flaws, if there are things you do not like about yourself Aa, just say it well. The key to household harmony is good communication, openness, and trust. That's just Aa's wish from my wife."

Rima nodded her head with a very sweet smile, making Daffa stunned and fascinated again.

"Ehm, Aa likes it when you smile. The more beautiful, "daffa said honestly while continuing to look at his wife.

Hearing that sudden expression made Rima's face turn red instantly. Just this time there was a man who praised her like this other than her papa. Rima lowered her head. But Daffa did not let him bow for long. He lifted his wife's chin back to look at her. The two looked back locked.

"Dear you, my wife, " whispered Daffa again as she pulled her tiny body and carried it into her arms from the side.