THE BLESSING OF PICKPOCKETING
BRIDE IMPROMPTU

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Mrs Basalamah walked into the room with a middle-aged man and held something in his hand.

“How is Father? Mother?” seeing the arrival of his wife along with a man, Mr. Farhat asked his future iron.

“I as a parent leave all the decisions on my child who will live it,” replied Mr. Siswojo sage. He didn't expect to be held like this. Sweet peek from the candidate besan! And Miss Diah just nodded in agreement with her husband.

“Because everyone agrees, then I introduce, this is Mr. Khoiri, ustad and our children's teacher. He is also a resident of KUA Klaten. I deliberately invited tonight for a sacred event between Jhon and AYA,” Pak Farhat introduced a man who just entered with his wife.

“Jhon, this is AYA data, I am afraid you have not memorized my name and AYA because this is sudden,” pak Farhat gave a piece of paper containing the names Farah and Farhat.

“How? Can we start?” ask mr. Khoiri.

“How about Mr Sis? Bu?” mr. Farhat asked his candidate for his besi.

“We're ready!” reply Mr. Siswojo firmly.

“You feel forced Jhon? If you want to fit your schedule, I don't mind. We wait after the completion of the new reception we make a proposal,” Pak Farhat certainly does not want his daughter married to a forced man.

“As I once said during my first visit. I don't want to mess with our relationship. I am looking for a wife, not a boyfriend. I don't mind this impromptu wedding. I am even very happy because there will be no one else who can take Farah from me,” replied Jhon with a smile looking at Farah.

“Good, then we can start Pak Ustad,” pak Farhat began to prepare the arena for marriage contracts.

“Bu, Jhon asked for blessing so that this marriage gets blessed,” Jhon kissed the hand of Diah ma'am to ask for the blessing of a woman who was difficult to risk her life when she gave birth to herself in the world.

“Mom will always pray for you Le. All the best prayers for you. Live your household with honesty and always communicate as a key to sustainability,” bu Diah is unable to say longer words. Honestly, he was shocked at the marriage of his second child that would be held without this preparation.

“Yah ...,” Jhon was unable to continue his words while kissing the palm of Mr. Siswojo. Looks like his words were stuck in his throat.

“Dad understood Nang. Father approves. Be a good priest to your wife's son,” sir Siswojo pulled his son in his arms.

“I received the marriage and marriage of FARAHDIBA QUEENNY BASALAMA bint Muhammad Farhat Basalamah with a dowry in the form of a set of jewelry in cash!” Jhon did bring a set of jewelry from Tiffany & Co that he bought on the last flight yesterday.

Of course, a set was not cheap, so he felt he deserved a dowry. His intention was that the jewelry he would give to Farah after the completion of this meeting when they were both. That's why from home he doesn't want a car with both parents. Because I want to talk to Farah before I go back home.

“How is witness?” ask the two witnesses.

“SAH,” answered Putro and Ilham simultaneously while nodding his head.

“Alhamdulillaaaaaaaaaaaah,” sahut pak penghulu then he proceeded with a prayer for the two impromptu brides.

Pak Pengulu then gave two rings prepared by Bu Basalamah. Silver ring, because a Muslim man unlawful law using gold jewelry.

The two brides did not believe it turned out that Farah's parents had indeed prepared this marriage very well. Even the rings for them fit snugly on each finger.

Farah kissed her husband on the back for the first time. And Jhon kissed his wife's forehead the first time.

Then the two brides asked for blessings to both parents and in-laws after they officially became husband and wife. And they also received congratulations from his brother and sister.

“Sorry Mas, I just don't want Farah doing anything bad in religion. So that I as his father will be punished,” pak Farhat approached his besannya which he now calls Mas is not the Father anymore.

“Ha ha ha, that was what I did when my son often needed Putut's hand. Even though he was not aware, I also did not want to bear the sin of letting Putut embrace Amie even though at that time the hug was done to calm Amie, not because of Putut's desire,” replied Mr. Siswojo. He understands that very well. Because the sins of a daughter are the responsibility of her father.

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