Only I Love
Chapter 3

The next day, in a traditional minangkabau groom outfit, Ustadz Uqi recited the sacred vows of the wedding very smoothly. Ala, who was sitting in the bridal room, listened to him with her face. He did not expect, the man who had just met last night so eloquently mentioned the ijab and qobul without slipping a bit.

"Ala, from today you are the wife of a man named Syauqi Abdurahman Jaya. Yes, welcome to the world that will bind you in various rules as a wife," she murmured in a shadow of herself wearing a red minangkabau wedding dress. With the head that has been attached to the hood of the bundo kanduang, his eyes glazed through marriage because of the will of the deceased abi.

Some time later, the two brides seemed stiff sitting in the same bench on the lap. Ala's face seemed flat staring towards the front without even glancing at the slightest at the man beside her. The same thing happened to Uqi, her husband. The man did not glance at his wife who had mounted a luxurious crown on the head, called the suntiang.

Suntiang is considered a symbol of the weight of the burden to be borne when a woman minang already became a wife and mother of her children in the future. In addition, the suntiang is also a symbol of prayer and hope of the bride.

Uqi paid no heed to the praise he always received from those who congratulated him, already getting a very beautiful wife. His heart said, only Salma, the most beautiful girl that will never end in his heart.

At night, the two brides had cleaned themselves and in their pajamas were still wearing veils on their heads. Ala felt quite awkward thinking about what to do if the two were in the room with her husband.

Ala was so embarrassed to look at her husband and chose to hide her face sitting back to her husband on the other side of the bed. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to him, Uqi continued to stare at Ala's back body flatly.

They had just finished performing the prayer of Isha themselves. But for Ala, it doesn't matter.

For a moment, Ala glanced towards the back. She realized her husband was right behind her. "Well, U-Uda, Ala's still in first grade."

For some time, there was no answer from the man who ruled her husband. Uqi seemed to not care about choosing to lower the pillow on the carpet under the bed.

"You don't worry! It's just a temporary wedding! If you can't stand it, tell me for the next process!"

Ala was stunned to hear the husband's words. She turned her head and did not find her husband again. Her head glanced to the left and right, but did not see the shadow of her husband.

'Just now, he's the one talking, right? What do you mean by the next process?'

'Is he really the man Abi gave me?'

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When Ala woke up from her sleep, Azan Fajr had finished echoing some time ago. He stepped down from the bed to the bathroom. Incidentally, a man just came out of the bathroom. Reflexes, Ala lowered her face bowed and sculpted.

"A Soleha's wife should have woken up earlier than her husband. Pray together, and pray together. Why is she my wife?" The cold speech was clearly heard by Ala's ears.

When he looked, the man came out of the room. However, because Ala had not performed the dawn prayer, she rushed into the bathroom and ablaze.

After performing the prayer, she only realized her husband no longer entered this room. She walked out and right, her husband was no longer in this house.

"Ala, why do you let your husband go without asking him to eat first?" ask the mother.

Ala was stunned to hear her mother's question. "Go?" reworked.

"Yes, Uqi said he wanted to go back to the cottage. Time you don't know?"