POV Karim
Finally, I got my mother's blessing and she allows me to marry mevrouw Sofia. I never thought that Allah destined me to be someone to be the sender of His guidance to a Princess of the Kingdom of the Netherlands even though I'm not even an Islamic religion scholar.
Honestly, if mevrouw Sofia wasn't destined to be my life partner, I don't care but, somehow I finally I got reach this stage, the stage where me and her will soon become a legal husband and wife after we carry out our Ijab Qabul.
One thing I often worry about is, mevrouw Sofia is ashamed to have a husband like me. I'm just a graduate student from the faculty of design for my undergraduate degree level and a graduate in Business Law major for my master degree level. It's true that I already have quite a lot of money and onw businesses in the form of a small animation studio that is quite often asked by large companies to work on digital animation projects and a small book publishing company but, compared to mevrouw Sofia, I think she is richer than me.
I think love is blind. When love has come and occupied a person's heart then, the eyes of someone who is occupied by the feeling that is called as love will not be able to see the flaws in the person who has succeeded in bringing that love and if I think about all the shortcomings that I have, sometimes it makes me feel great fear because, I'm afraid that my shortcomings will make me hurt mevrouw Sofia and I don't want that to happen. Mevrouw Sofia has suffered enough from her ex-fiancé and I really don't want to be the second person to hurt her heart, soul and body.
Oh yeah, I just remembered. I have a secret that I have never told her at all. Sometimes remembering it makes me feel guilty but, when I remember the time when I first saw her sweet smile forming on her lips and the blush on her face when I told her that her Klappertaart cake was delicious in a cheerful and excited tone, I always refrained from saying that matter.
The reason I wanted to reveal the physical abnormality that is called as Congenital Analgesia that I have to her is, because I had told her that I like honesty and I feel like a double-faced person when I remember the time when I lied to her just because I wanted to see her sweet smile and didn't want to disappoint her by giving the real answer about the numbness of most the nerves of taste in my tongue which made me not know whether the Klappertaart cake that she had made was actually delicious or not.
Damn,. I really want to make her happy but on the other hand, I also don't want her to be disappointed and hurt when she finds out thatI can't taste various flavour of foods in this world properly and doesn't know at all whether the food that she has cooked for me tastes delicious or not in which it can later caused all of her efforts to make me happy by cooking food for me to be in vain.
Ah never mind. I have decided, I will try to tell her the secret that I have to her when we finally legally become a pair of husband and wife and whatever her reaction will be after she finds out about my secret, I will accept it sincerely. At least, I tried to keep her from doing something futile that would only waste her time and energy.
Regarding the schedule for my Ijab Qabul with mevrouw Sofia, it will be held within one month. To anticipate attacks from our enemies who want to kill me and mevrouw Sofia and anticipate all their attempts to harm us both, the Ijab Qabul procession that I will do with Mevrouw Sofia will be carried out at my house and the witnesses are members of my own family consisting of my aunt, my uncle and Muhamed and Mevrouw Sofia's parents withseveral people from the office of the ministry of religious affairs while the wedding party will be held in a small cottage that my family and Mevrouw Sofia's family have booked since two months ago.
All plans regarding our wedding procession and its celebration are kept secret from the public and we will only publish the information regarding our marriage procession to the public and the media crew after we are done with the Ijab Qabul procession. We did all this because, even though we had won against the fascist Neo-NSB party and many of the high-ranking officials from that party were already behind bars, we still didn't know for sure who's the real mastermind behind the planned assassination attempt of mevrouw Sofia.
One thing we know for sure is, the culprit is still out there, waiting for the right time to attack and destroy us and as long as the culprit is still out there we must also always stay cautious for any possible situation that could occur that could made us too easily attacked and harmed again. Not anymore, this time it'll be us who had to move one step ahead from our foes.
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*Trivia
Fot those of you who are not Muslims and does not know what is Ijab Qabul,
Ijab Qabul is an Islamic marriage procession in which two person who will be a husband and a wife meet in a building or a mosque with the man and woman's family and some representation from the Islamic clergy will also come to witness the Ijab Qabul process.Below are two images that contains little information about Ijab Qabul from Wikipedia. You can find more info about Ijab Qabul through Islamic Religion website or Islamic marriage procession videos in YouTube.
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