Terjemah Fathul Qorib Bab Nikah Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her aunt and the husband as her witnesses and leaders are ready to carry out the consent of wedding Qomar shook Syamsa's uncle’s hand and said the wedding vows. "Barakallahu lakuma wabaraka ngalaikuma wajangalna bainakuma fii khair." Prayers for the bride and groom are said by the prince for Qomar and Syamsa. It seems that they are looking at each other, not believing that they already belong to each other and are legitimate of law and religion. Qomar stretched out his hand and was greeted by Syamsa who immediately kissed her husband's hand with a happy smile. In contrast to the situation Sazkia is now crying because she is disappointed.

Only doubt and fear intertwined. "Maybe you're right," Airin mumbles, forcing herself to smile at her sister, who now guides her to stand. "You have to strengthen your heart. Forget everything that could disrupt this marriage. Because Fachri has finished reciting the marriage vows; it means you are officially his wife. Smile. I will accompany you to stand by his side."

I glanced up at him, refusing to keep my head down and he must have seen the determination in my eyes because there was a sharp quirk of his eyebrow but it was gone so fast it felt as if I'd imagined it. Someone cleared their throat and a light tap on my arm had Mr jerking to face the priest, my eyes going round as I tilted my head in question. "I said do you take Belshar Nessar Abed as your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to cherish till death do you part" I turned to face Belshar and he stared at me pointedly, his eyes daring me to refuse.