Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
27. Marveled

Nabilla glanced at her husband after making the pilgrimage to the graves of her parents. Amran's handsome face looks so calm when carrying his car.

"Mas. Are you sure you want the wedding of his daughter Hamis tomorrow?" asked Nabilla with a palm.

"Why are you talking about the same thing Nabilla. Let's see the play date tomorrow!" amran said confidently.

"But tomorrow the show is watched by residents of sekampung you know, even the next door neighbors will come because the show is his daughter Pak RT. After all, the kyai from several boarding schools originating from various districts in the city of Surabaya. Please don't be reckless. Think again about RT sir's offer!" nabilla was obviously worried.

"Do you believe me, Nabilla?" ask Amran.

"God willing, I believe in you. But not for something so serious like this" Nabilla said.

"What is certain that people like you who always uphold morals with high knowledge are guaranteed to go to heaven? and like me that looks like a bastard with our invisible worship will be in hell? who is Nabilla's heaven and hell?" ask Amran.

"Our God, mas" said Nabilla.

"We go to heaven, is it based on our worship?" ask Amran.

"No mas. Allah says to His servant, enter My Heaven with My Mercy." Nabilla repeated another word of God.

"So, the conclusion is that heaven is the prerogative of God. He will bring His willed servant into His heaven" Amran said.

Nabilla doesn't want to argue anymore. He has resigned to the attitude of Amran that will make him embarrassed tomorrow. Nabilla and Amran stopped by one of the food stalls to fill their stomachs because they had not had time to eat breakfast. Nabilla had asked her middle-aged relatives to cook lunch at her home during their holiday in the village.

The next day, Nabilla prepared clothes for her husband who was currently cleaning his body." Do you want to wear Koko's clothes or do you want to wear batik?" ask Nabilla.

"Koko's clothes only. I want to be Qori today" said Amran still looks calm.

Nabilla could only take a breath to relieve the anxiety of her heart. She continued to pray to God that God would do a miracle for her husband today. Her husband wanted to read the Quran but, he constantly felt that there was a chunk of stone piercing his chest at this time.

The two went to the wedding venue. Kiyai Haji Rahmat who had been Nabilla's guardian welcomed their arrival Nabilla and her husband. She was very happy that Nabilla could be present with her husband Amran at the wedding of the RT sir's daughter. After having a brief conversation with Pak Kyai, the wedding was soon started. As the MC of an event that was hosted by one of the youth cadet coral managers in the village.

Nabilla glanced again at her husband who remained focused on listening to the words of the MC when reading out the arrangement of the event. That way Amran can prepare himself to read the Qur'an before entering the core event that is the pronunciation of ijab qobul takes place.

"To Mohammad Amran's brother Abdullah we invite to recite the Qur'an surah An-nisa verses 22-27. To him is the time and place we send!" MC of the event.

Amran rushed up to the place that had been prepared by the event committee. The microphone is pointed at his mouth according to the distance needed. Amran took a deep breath while honoring Allah to make it easier for him to read the verses of Allah.

"O Allah, speak my husband's mouth and make his affairs easy today" Nabilla's mind as she stared at Amran's face with her heart no longer rhythmic to her details.

While reading the basmalah alone, Amran's voice was so melodious and instantly touched everyone's heart. Amran's voice is really beautiful. Defeated the international Qori that Nabilla had seen and heard. Her voice from every verse that Amran recited made Nabilla want to run hugging her husband because she no longer saw Amran who had a flat face and firecracker mouth.

But, the figure of Amran today is not unlike the incarnation of the angel who was chanting the holy verses was able to thrill the heart and soul of everyone present at the event. No one dared to talk. There was only admiration and their eyes kept on Amran's good looks.

"Masya Allah and Amran. Is that really my husband, God?" inner Nabilla while sobbing. Amran is smart to play emotional wedding invitations. The melodious voice repeats each last verse to be connected to the next.

Until the last reading of the verse sung by Amran closed with a closing speech. Next a girl read her translation and Amran gave her greetings and went down from the stage to the place of the fathers who greeted and embraced her in amazement at the voice and reading of the very eloquent Quran of Amran, including kiyai Haji Rahmat the leader of the pesantren where Nabilla's biological father devoted his life in the pesantren.

"God's Masses to Amran. Today our ears are spoiled by the sweet sound of your voice that touches directly into the heart of all of us present in this place.

If your late father-in-law were still alive, he would be very proud of you for having such a great son-in-law like you" said Haji Rahmat.

"Thank you for your appreciation" said Amran then chat with kyai Rahmat.

Meanwhile, the ijab qobul event was soon started. After listening and witnessing the validity of the marriage, Nabilla was impatient to hug her husband. Nabilla sent a short message to her husband and Amran opened the message.

"Mas. I'm going home. Nabilla was not feeling well" wrote Nabilla lying because her husband did not approach her while the women present looked at her husband's face as if they wanted to swallow Amran round.

Amran immediately went home to the fathers who were close to him. Amran approached his wife and took her hand to their car. Some of the girls who are Nabilla's peers are very envious of the romantic partner. Amran's face that returned flat made them not dare to tease Nabilla.

Upon arrival in the car Nabilla immediately scattered her body into the arms of her husband. He cried so much that he confused Amran himself.

"What are you sick with?" ask Amran to panic.

"I apologize for doubting my ability in the world of religion. Ii'm sorry. I judge by what I've seen so far. I was amazed because the smart mas hid the greatness of the mas to me that Nabilla did not know," said Nabilla increasingly roared.

"I'm not angry, baby. I used to think badly of you. But over time I just knew you were great academically in addition to studying religion," said Amran.

"During this time, when I was a girl I wanted to have a husband who was Sholeh at least practicing religious knowledge in order to become the priest of my prayers and my children. At that time I saw the appearance of a mas that collapsed and lived with a lot of treasure made my impression on the mas that it is impossible for Amran to touch the name of the Qur'an," Nabilla said in between tears.

"So now your dream has been realized, baby? If all this time I like to show off' with the life of the world maybe for me natural Nabilla. But showing off that religious knowledge that made me afraid that my worship would plunge me into hell. With good charity we enter heaven with the same charity can lead us to an arrogant attitude of feeling most holy and most righteous. That's what I'm afraid of Nabilla and in the end hell is where we go back" murmured Amran.

Nabilla felt increasingly dwarfed in front of her husband because she felt her husband's speech was fixed on her who looked the smartest in terms of religion even taught Amran this prayer. Tell Amran to learn this fiqh. Not to mention Amran Gontor graduates from Junior High School to High School.