The Energy Of Love 2
The Surprising Guest

"Good God, Mama's kids are on cool," Fira praised.

"Zayn is happy, Ma. You can see that you married Papa. Finally Zayn, Zema and Dik Alira have Papa," said Zayn.

"That's complete," cried Zema.

"Alira is also happy to have a new family. Alira is grateful to have a beautiful mother" said Alira.

Mom and her three children chatted in the living room. The family room was transformed into a special room for makeup and appearance Fira. No wonder there are some lights and other fixtures.

They were already preparing to hold a wedding reception. Especially Fira looks graceful with wedding dresses and pashmina hijab. The concept of wedding reception clothing this time nuances contemporary, Islamic and all gray white.

Even though it is settled, the team of bridal fashion designers and make up artists standby to arrange Fira makeup. While talking with her three children, Fira in bridal makeup by make-up artist, so that her makeup still exists.

As soon as the makeup team arranged the silver crown shaped rooted flower embedded in the head of Fira, done carefully. There are pearl trinkets that adorn the crown.

Zayn and Zema dressed in white shirts combined with gray formal suits, look handsome like future successful people. While Alira looks cute wrapped in a flower embroidered robe decorated with small pearl grains, complete with pashmina hijab according to his age.

Intan, pushing her husband's wheelchair, was present in their midst. This morning's gaze cooled the eyes of both him and Lee Hyun Joong. The reason, now the Lee family is increasing daughter-in-law and three grandchildren continued.

Intan is also beautiful even though she is fifty-five years old. Fira's mother-in-law clad in a flower embroidered dress was engraved encircling the bottom of the dress. While the papi-in-law Fira emanated an aura of authority and dashing in a white shirt combined with a gray suit.

"Grandmother Intan and Grandpa Abdurrahman are very happy to see these adorable grandchildren" Intan said.

"Oh, yes, Mam. Fira forgot to ask her something. Fira is still curious" said Fira.

"Ask what, son?" ask Intan.

Fira turned around politely. "Sorry before, Papi's name was two, huh, Mam?"

"This fire has long been a convert in South Korea. When he was young. Before I met Mami, yeah, Pi. So, Papi's name is two, his real name is Lee Hyun Joong of the Lee clan and his hijrah name is Abdurrahman Lee. Actually Papi wants to use Abdurrahman Lee, but because Papi is a famous person, people already know the real name of Papi," explained Intan.

"Oh, I see, Mam. You see Fira at the wedding invitation, his name Papi stamped Mr. Abdurrahman Lee or Lee Hyun Joong that."

"God willing, Mami will tell this family genealogy. Yeah, if it's told the exact length."

"That's why in the clothesline there are sheets? Who's wetting the bed?" sahut Naomi. He and Sakura suddenly appeared in their midst. Fira gasped at Naomi's words.

Fira was silent, embarrassed if she had to tell the truth, saying that Henry who made the sheets needed to be washed clean by Fira. While pinning a safety pin on the pashmina hijab, Naomi's eyes are on Fira. His smile seemed to want to tease his sister-in-law.

"How does it feel to be like my brother, Henry?" goda Naomi with flirtatious.

"Naomi, there are children, you are talking about it" Intan said.

"Yes, because the tumben aja-japan-morning there are sun-dried sheets. If not the newlyweds, who else?" Naomi again teases Fira, until Fira misbehaves.

"Makanya marah dong. Let you feel," joked Fira immediately turned to tease her sister-in-law.

"Eits, you're good at snoring, yeah." Naomi rushed to Fira. He then pinched Fira's cheek with anxiety.

"Hahaha, the occasional flirt Miss judes. Udahlah, do not pinch my cheeks later make up the mess again."

"Did you say Miss Judes? Dih, not really using the call from Mr. Master bring it."

"Don't hate it so much later it's tingling, hahaha."

"Tante Naomi likes Mr. Irfan, huh?" tanya Zayn interrupts Fira's conversation with Naomi.

"Oh, no, please! Not that type of aunt," Naomi argued.

They laugh when they tease Naomi. No time indicates at half-seven in the morning. Fira's feet are wrapped in leather socks that wear high heels. White in color, there is a pearl sprinkling decoration in the shoes. A girl-one of the fashion designer's assistants helps Fira put on the shoes.

Henry who had just come out of the room, was neatly wearing a white shirt combined with a gray suit. For a moment he tidied the tie. His steps rushed to the family room. Viewed from a distance, all the families were ready to leave for the wedding reception venue.

"Let's all go right away" Henry asked.

"Ready, Papa!" zayn, Zema and Alira.

"Zayn, Zema and Alira are in Aunt Naomi's car. Later accompanied by Aunt Naomi and Aunt Sakura. If Papa and Mama are definitely their own cars," said Naomi.

"Okay, Auntie," said Zayn.

"Mommy and Papi are in a car with Jae Young" Naomi told her mother.

"OK, ready, son," Intan said.

Fira stood before Henry smiling at each other. Henry was more amazed to see the beauty of his wife. It still seemed unexpected if the woman in front of him had now been married.

Seeing the tie that Henry wore was less neat, Fira was quick to tidy up the tie. Henry's gaze became fixated on the face of Fira, pounding his heart.

After Fira tidied up the tie that Henry wore, slowly the man also reached for his lover's two hands. So warm. Henry, holding Fira's hand, was about to take her to the white sedan.

***

Along the way the white sedan car was speeding, Henry's left hand did not take off his grip on Fira's right hand. The new couple sat in the back seat joking with each other. There Henry also showed photos of them when Ijab kabul. The photos were sent directly from their flagship photographer. Henry and Fira were filled to see the beauty of sailing the ark of halal love.

Especially with the photo of their three children blooming smile. The joy that emanates from the hearts of beloved children. The innocent children's faces cheered happily over their parents' marriage, leaving Fira and Henry anxious with Zayn, Zema and Alira.

"You want to be posted to your Instagram account, right?" ask Henry.

"It's nothing, huh?" ask Fira doubtfully.

"You are still upset, yes, the same comment pedes netizens," replied Henry, he while stroking his wife's hijab gently. "My dear, Fira, now there's me. Anyone who comments bad even to slander us, I do not hesitate to meet them. I want to spray them with mop water, hahaha."

"It sounds really cool, hehehe" said Fira.

"Ijab photo kabul we posted aja, yes. You can announce the wedding. Mark it on my Instagram account and yours" Henry asked.

"Have, read the bismillah first, yes, before posting."

"Take this as we preach our marriage to the world. It's time everyone knew our love story."

Fira nodded. Henry sent photographs of the kabul ijab from his laptop to Fira's device via a data cable. There are a lot of pictures that are taken on this laptop. Quality photos that seem clear, slick and aesthetic.

After sending all the photos, Fira again saw the most beautiful moment in life. It feels creepy, if she already bears the title Mrs Henry Lee. Though as just yesterday he knew Henry as a simple young man who was far from luxury.

"Let's be comfortable, you choose a romantic photo, which one? I'm going along, "policed Henry.

"The first slide, you are the same as the handshake of Ijab kabul. The second slide, we fit each other's rings and hold the wedding book. The third slide, just as you touch my crown while praying," explained Fira.

"Okay, we're sending now, yeah. One, two, three."

"Hahaha, it's like running a marathon there are all instructions. What was the caption?"

"You're good at love, aren't you?"

"Emm, what, yeah?" Fira and Henry think of each other while putting their wrong hands together by forming a V.

Henry and Fira stared at each other. It was as if they had gotten a brilliant idea for a photo caption. Finally they rushed to upload three photos in one upload. Henry and Fira also did not forget to mention the teams involved in his marriage. The time is getting faster because soon they arrive at Lake City, Semarang.

Three wedding photos in one upload that can be shifted was successfully uploaded. The photo caption is flat but meaningful enough for Henry and Fira.

[God, the power of God, the power and the miracle of prayer. The fruit of patience for five years. The Energy Of Love. #HeyFirstory]

***

"Barakallah, Bro Henry!" hardi shakes hands of friendship with Henry.

"Wa fiik barakallah, yes," said Henry then hugged his friend.

"May be a family that is sad mawadah warahmah, yes, Ms. Fira. I am Audina, Mas Hardi's wife. This is Arkana, our son," Audina said, shaking hands with Fira.

"God, thank you, Audina and Hardi have already come to our wedding reception. Funny granddaughter, yeah. How many months or years?" said Fira while returning the greeting with Audina and then for a moment hugged her.

"Alhamdulillah, Arkana is nine months old, Aunt Fira."

"For the funny thing, yes, hehehe."

"Emm, active also this, Ma'am. His name is lanang's son, hehehe."

"Sama, I also have two children lanang, masyaallah tenan."

"Pripun, Ma'am, same night as Henry?" cananda Hardi's. (Where, Ma'am, was the same night as Henry?)

"Hust, ora's polite! The back is still struggling," Henry scolded as he patted Hardi on the back.

"Must be good tenan anakke, sure deh. Sister Fira is beautiful and Henry is handsome blaster. Superior seedlings, hahaha." (Definitely will be cute son, sure deh).

"Har, mending sampeyan merono, ana semur jengkol tasty." Henry extended a hand towards the special buffet of jengkol stew. (Har, it's good to go there, there is a good jengkol polish.)

"Kanca nice lan understanding iki. Wokey, just slide right away." (Good friend and understanding this. Okay, straight up.)

Hardi and his wife who were carrying the child came down the stairs. Henry and Fira wedding decorations nuanced nature impressed glamorous and aesthetic style of modern wedding in South Korea. A sprinkling of flowers, leaves and lush green grass coloring the wedding reception.

There is no roof that is a shade. All pure from nature, only a few green trees saturate the atmosphere. The green leaves fell in the wind. Green grass also refreshes the view. Complete with the breadth of soothing lake views.

The arrangement of shiny wood formed the road leading to the place where the bride and groom both. As always, an orderly guest table and chair has been determined by the wedding committee. Before entering the reception, each guest is briefed by the committee on a table and a special seat of family or relatives.

***

Like yesterday at once today the invited guests can reach hundreds more. Arrive on a turn. They are not only from Indonesia, from South Korea and three other countries. Among them are Henry's enthusiastic school and business colleagues coming to the wedding reception, including Fira's colleagues.

"Thank God, congratulations, yes, on your marriage. May sakinah mawadah warahmah. Immediately given a sholih and sholihah momongan," said Sandi. The middle-aged man remained ageless and was Fira's boss when he worked at the HIF Singapore Restaurant.

"Aamiin, thank you, Mr. Sandi. We are honored for your presence" Henry and Fira said.

"Don't expect that you two meet in Singapore continue to end up in the guarantee. The soul mate is amazing," praised Sandi.

"Singapore is a memorable story, yes, sir, hehehe" Fira said.

"Yes, now the atmosphere of HIF Restaurant is managed by different people, a new face of course. But, the performance was better when managed by Bu Fira loh."

"Alhamdulillah, I thank you for Mr. Sandi so well employed me in that restaurant."

Sandi smiled then patted Henry on the shoulder. "A leader should protect all employees. So does Son Henry, I'm sure, you're a leader who can protect companies and families. But, remember my message, God's first priority then family after that job."

"Good God, thank you for the advice, sir," said Henry.

Henry again shook hands with Sandi politely. Password and get down from the small stairs, because it has to rotate with other guests.

A gust of wind and a few large standing ACs were soothing to everyone there. Although the time is getting hotter, but the sun seems friendly. The atmosphere is not too hot today.

"Ghyeolhon-eul chughahabnida. God bless you both" said Kim Jae Young and hugged Henry tightly. Speech in South Korean and English. (Congratulations on your marriage. God bless you.)

"Gomawo, Hyung," said Henry. (Thank you, Mom.)

"I don't understand Korean yet, hehehe. So you don't know what you're talking about?" said Fira.

"It's the language between grown men, hahaha. It's also funny that Fira doesn't understand Korean. I want to wear it" joked Kim Jae Young, the dashing man in the old gray suit.

"Holding Henry's wife is the same as leaving the company" Henry joked to Jae Young.

"You can see this husband of yours, he's that if he doesn't threaten, yes, the commanding officer. Just like Naomi. My life is lucky with them. Otherwise, I'd be a handsome bum in South Korea" Kim Jae Young joked.

"Why Mas Jae Young didn't try Naomi's approach" Fira joked.

"Haahh-women of that spicy level, not my criteria. Honestly, my woman's criteria are as gentle as you. After all we are different religions, I still enjoy solitude, too" said Kim Jae Young.

"Again saying like that Fira just now, I can make your hair like an Itaewon Class actor," Henry scolded.

"Where's my fault, huh? Women in this world there are billions have a soft face like Fira. Fira, I'm asking you to help Henry act nice to me sometimes." Kim Jae Young laughed.

They laugh chuckles. Kim Jae Young then came down from the small stairs. Henry and Fira stared at each other, feeling happy in their midst. Fira embraced Henry's hand affectionately. Unexpectedly Henry kissed Fira on the forehead, immediately the wife blushed in embarrassment.

As Henry and Fira were about to sit in the courtyard, the figure of a dashing man dressed in a black suit appeared before this married couple. Henry and Fira suddenly looked at the presence of a man with a firm face. Slowly the man opened his sunglasses. He smiled fiercely, there were fine feathers around his chin.

"Rafi" said Henry and Fira simultaneously.

"Hey, there's no need for you to be surprised. I think I'm a ghost" Rafi said.

"Who invited you here?" ask Henry.

"Loh, Om Fatih and Aunt Ratih are still close friends of my Father and Mother. So, automatically the Jensen family is still invited here," replied Rafi.

"Oh Allah, I didn't even think of it," muttered Fira, "it's true, me and Rafi don't get along anymore. But, Fathers and Mr. Firman Bude Catherine are still well-established."

"Congratulations, yes, to your marriage. Sakinah mawadah warahmah," said Rafi, "oh, yes, Fir, if you are hurt by your husband again, you can come to me. I'm still your best friend."

"Damn it!" hardik Henry clenched his hand tightly. But Fira tried to restrain Henry's emotions.

"Patience, Hen. A lot of people are here" whispered Fira.

"Calp, Henry. I just ordered you. You know, I'm Fira's little friend who can't see Fira getting sick! Take good care, Fira. The world is on your side at this time. Be happy!" Rafi smiled sweetly.

Rafi put the sunglasses in her suit pocket. Tidied it up for a while the black suit. As he passed in front of Fira, the two little friends looked at each other. Benak Rafi looks back on childhood, work in Singapore to the fatal accident in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. While Fira only saw two eyes Rafi reddened. It was as if Rafi was holding back the wounds and grievous hearts that were buried.

When he had gone down the small stairs, Rafi turned her body, then he saw again Fira. Fira turned her eyes to Henry. It was precisely Henry who stared cynically at Rafi. Henry growled with Rafi's gaze at Fira. Finally Henry hugged Fira tightly. As if to signal that Henry will always keep Fira from Rafi. The dashing man flinched then went away from the wedding reception.