Istikharah
Marry Again

At eight in the morning, Leon had left for the At-taqwa Mosque to carry out his third marriage.

This time Leon came alone. Didn't bring anyone. When he was in the courtyard of the mosque, he exhaled softly to calm down. Even though this is his third marriage, he still feels nervous.

After a bit of calm, Leon immediately stepped inside the mosque. There was already Calina and her parents, the imam of the mosque and three men as witnesses.

Leon and Calina's parents already knew each other. Because Leon used to visit Calina's house often.

"Can his Ijab be carried out now?" ask the priest. Everyone answered ready.

Once again Leon breathed out softly. After that, the event was held.

When the sound of "SAH", Leon breathed a sigh of relief. Finally the show went well.

One by one people left the mosque. Calina and her parents and Leon.

Calina took two cameras that she had installed using a tripod as personal documentation. He said he wouldn't upload it to social media.

"You have become a husband and wife. I hope you can live happily" said Clarista-Mama Calina. "Even though Mama and Papa disagree with the series' marriage. Mama and Papa want you guys to get married officially registered in the country, but Calina won't. Yes, yes, how else. We can't do much. One message from Mama and Papa, don't mess with the wedding" he continued.

"Yes, Ma. Calina knows."

"Yes, Mama and Papa want to go straight home," Clarista said and were embraced by Calina and Leon.

They both live in the mosque. "Why is Papa silent? Does Papa disagree with this marriage?" ask Leon. They're walking towards the parking lot.

"Of course I agree. Papa was silent not because of anger or anything, but that was his nature. Not much talking. You're like you just knew Papa" Calina said as she opened Leon's car door.

"Thank God your parents agree" Leon replied. Go straight to the right door and open it.

When she left, Calina was riding in her parents' car. So he went home with Leon.

"We're going to your apartment?" ask Leon in the middle of the trip.

Calina nodded. "Yes" he answered.

Leon has been to Calina's apartment twice. So now he knew where his wife was.

"Via's not coming?" ask Leon. He remembered, when he first visited Calina's apartment, there was Via which Calina introduced as a manager, best friend and sister.

"Via has family business. So unable to attend," Calina replied.

Leon long-oohh.

Soon both arrived at their destination. They immediately stormed into the apartment.

"We're halal, aren't we?" seduce Calina while glancing naughty.

"You teasing me, hm?" Without ba bi and bu, the two then do husband and wife relations in the living room.

Fortunately, Via is out of town. If not, it could be dangerous. You see, Via often entered Calina's apartment without permission.

It's funny that they both caught Via. Poor Vienna is single.

Meanwhile, Becca and Arini plan to meet at a restaurant.

Becca, who is very enthusiastic to meet Arini, leaves early. They made a deal at twelve in the afternoon. Half twelve Becca's already on site.

He tapped his finger on the table. Honestly, he was nervous to meet Arini. In any case, Arini's status was first wife, and she was second wife.

Moreover, they had never met in person. Errata. Once upon a time, Becca's wedding was with Leon.

Yeah, that's all. Besides that never.

The sound of the chair being pulled made Becca raise her head.

Arini's coming.

"Even from before?" asked Arini with a smile that he forced. "Sorry late. There was a little business, then" he continued.

"Ah, no. Arini's mom is not late, really. I intentionally arrived early. Because it's too excited," Becca said with a big smile and was replied by a smile also by Arini.

"Is there anything to discuss?" ask Arini to the point.

"You talk light things, Ma'am. Oh, aye. Arini wants what message? Let's order some food and talk, shall we?" becca said.

"Yes, I can."

Becca called an employee. The employee brought a menu list.

"Fried rice seafood and mango juice, Ma'am," Arini said.

"If I were, fried noodles and strawberry juice, Mommy," Becca said.

The waiter immediately recorded his second order. After that, he went to the kitchen.

"Bak Arini how are you? We haven't seen each other in a long time" Becca said, trying to make small talk.

"Alhamdulillah, fine," replied Arini still with a smile that he forced.

"Since childhood, Ms. Arini had aspirations to be a pilot, huh?"

Arini nodded.

"If it were me, I wanted to be an artist. Let's go to tv. But it's not even a success" Becca said grimacingly. He showed his teeth neat and clean.

The chatter of the two had to be paused for a while as the waiter came carrying their order.

"Let's eat first, Ma'am. Later the chat will be continued again," Becca said and embraced by Arini.

The two then ate the food quietly.

"I deliberately asked Ms. Arini's number to Mas Leon. Since long wanted to know Mbak Arini, but afraid. Hehe." Becca grimacing. He then sipped his juice to moisten his throat.

"Why should I be afraid? Am I being creepy?" asked Arini while laughing crisply.

"That's not what I mean, Ma'am. Emm... Hehe. Obviously, I'm happy to know Arini. I want to learn a lot."

"I'm not a good teacher, Becca. What do you want to learn?"

"The meaning of life. About sincerity. About everything," Becca said enthusiastically.

Arini smiled a little. He can see the sincerity on Becca's face. Therefore, he quickly adjusted to the honey.

Although Arini initially had bad thoughts about Becca who suddenly invited her to meet. Now the bad thoughts are gone by themselves.

"Bak Arini," call Becca.

"Hm, what's going on, Becca?"

Becca smiled clumsyly. "Emmm... Thank you for receiving me so well. Not like the old wife that I often see on soap operas. Arini is so good. Can I consider Ms Arini as my sister?" ask Becca expectantly.

Arini smiled sweetly. This time it was not a forced smile. "of course. You can think of me as your brother" he said.

Becca smiled so much because she was happy. To the point that his eyes narrowed. "Thank you, Ma'am," Becca said and was met with a sweet smile by Arini.