Just a Servant
Marriage certificate

"Please start ustadz... " Sir Bagas then while drawing his gaze from me, and looking back at ustadz.

In a down position, I glanced. And from the tail of my eyes, I saw the ustadz smiling.

"Ehem.... All right, let's get started.... Previously, let me explain this plan to the concerned... Nurain..." Ustadz called my name.

"Eh, yes... " My heart. Reflex looked up at the ustadz's face.

"Look, son. followed up on your proposal to Miss Supami yesterday... Do you remember what your proposal was? " Tanya ustadz paused her explanation.

"Enulants... " I thought, remembering what I said to Miss Supami yesterday... "Suggestion...."

Suddenly I remember, once said that Mr. Bagas should be married off... Remember that, at once I closed my mouth when I had not said anything to answer ustadz's question. Reflex also my eyes towards Mr. Bagas...

Well... Is Mr Bagas angry with me for proposing that...? "Dead me..." My meaning in my heart. Mr. Bagas still straightened his gaze towards ustadz. I stared at the man. Ustadz smiled at the panic on my face.

"Just relax. nak Bagas is not angry. He even welcomed the proposal...Is not it, Bagas son...?" Ask Mr. Bagas. Mr. Bagas did not reply, and it was interpreted 'IYA' by the audience.

"Look.. because of your proposal, Bagas finally decided to marry you..."

DEG again.

Spontaneously I pointed at my own nose. Ustadz.

"Now... " Imbuh ustadz makes me gawk even more.

"Huh?! "

I swear, at that time I felt like I was not really out of it. There is no wind no rain. dream nothing before, you want to be married by people who previously in a dream did not dare I expect to be able to be together.

"Didn't you say, you are willing to serve my son...?" Sela madam Santi, as if reminding me of my previous words. When he saw the confused expression on my face. Yes, who wouldn't be confused if suddenly shot for marriage. "Are you going to retract your words? " Task her.

Yes, I did say willing to serve Mr. Bagas, but never thought to marry him.... And if I present it in public now, won't it embarrass Mr. Bagas and his family?

I looked towards Mr. Bagas. Mr. Bagas was staring at me intently. There was a warning meaning in his gaze.

"I will not withdraw my words madam..." I finally answered while looking back.

"Are you sure Ananda Nurul... " Tanya ustadz. I raised my face and faced Ustadz.

"I'm sure ustadz... " Answer me.

Yeah, it's been stuck up here... I have also given up my life to serve the family of Miss Supami. If now I'll even be Mr. Bagas' wife... I intend this as a form of my devotion. Somehow it will be, the important thing is that I don't want to be the cause of this family...

"Well, if ananda is sure... " Oustadz. "With the condition of Ananda Nurul which is currently in amnesia, it is not known where her family, then I, in this case will be the guardian of the judge and represent the family of Ananda Nurul.

Nurul, ananda don't mind if I become your guardian? " Tanya ustadz while looking at me.

"No ustadz... " Answer me.

"Thank you... " Ustadz... After that, ustadz then faced the direction of Mr. Darmawan and Mr. Bagas.

Ustadz question was immediately answered by the family of Mr. Bagas by making sure that the two of them did not have a family relationship with me.

"Well.means the second condition, check. Third, the origin of the marriage guardian is clear... I, Mansyur, Ustadz boarding school Al Fattah, appointed Ananda Nurul as our son, and I will be the guardian of the marriage of Ananda Nurul to ananda Bagas, is this acceptable? " The ustadz asked.

"Accepted ustadz... " Reply answer those present.

"So the third condition, check. Fourth condition, the two brides are not performing the Hajj. check, yes..."

"Geek! " Strue spontaneous audience.

"Lifth condition, there is no compulsion in this marriage... Are you two accepting?" This time no one made a sound. pairs of eyes pointed at the two of us alternately.

At first glance I looked at Mr. Bagas with a dead heart wondering what he was going to say. Mr. Bagas is still loyal to his position, not glancing at me in the slightest. The others followed to pay attention to Mr. Bagas, there was a breath held in the chest while waiting for a response from the man.

"I accept... " There was the voice of Mr. Bagas, who immediately made a sigh of relief from the chest of several people. Including me!

"How is it, ananda Nurul ... ?" Ask ustadz who is now staring at me.

"I accept... " Answer. But really, I heard my own voice like it was far out of nowhere...

"Alhamdulillah... The five legal conditions of marriage have been met... For the marriage pillar also already exists... do I need to describe the marriage pillars?" Ask ustadz who was answered 'No' by the audience. Ustadz smiled.

"For ananda Nurul, sorry, because ananda does not have documents that can be used to take care of marriage licenses, then ananda today can only be married in series... But nak Bagas will certainly take care of this correspondence problem, right? "

It looks like Mr. Bagas is nodding.

"Alright, because it is late afternoon, the citizens of Istighotsah have also been waiting for this good news, we should immediately direct this marriage contract... " Ustadz.

Closing his words, ustadz stared at the few people sitting nearby. Some people moved to improve their sitting position. Mr. Darmawan sat with Mr. Bagas. Across Mr. Darmawan, which means next to Mr. Ustadz, sat another man. From the whispers I heard, he was the younger brother of Mr. ustadz himself. They will both be witnesses to our marriage.

Mr. Ustadz clasped Mr. Bagas' hand. He said the wedding hijab and was immediately greeted by Mr. Bagas. And so the words 'SAH' echoed throughout the room. My tears are flowing.

I immediately wiped away those tears... People say, it is very common for a bride to shed tears during her wedding. But more than that, my heart hurts, when I remember the words Ijab kabul earlier... How not... At the time of Ijab kabul, my name was called.... Nurul bint Fulan!

O Allah... Where are my parents...?

Of the many sufferings I felt as a result of this amnesia, only now does the pain feel into the recesses of my soul.

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