A Tale Of The Broken

Thirty Nine

The starry night above was better than any software imitation. There were lighter patches, clusters of faint and bold light, the constellations altered according to the time of year. These were the same stars that greeted the ancients, the same ones that would be there in millions of year. It's one of the magnificent creation of The Lord above.

It began just like a joke. Yasmin thought he was just saying, she thought he didn't mean, but it was happening. They'd promised to be brave, stronger, happier and most importantly to love and to be kinder. They named the new year, a year of courage and letting go of the past demons and also a year of forgiveness. It was a fresh new start that seem to have come with a promise. One of the things they'll try to do was to never let get go of each other and to always find a way out of their problems.

It was early January, twenty fourteen has just began. It has been three weeks since their lives fall into place and days since Yusuf have the idea of having a new wedding. Yasmin believed he was just living moment when he mentioned it, how can two already married couple have a second wedding she had wonder. But he made plans and it was happening, it's just joke, something she wished she have really enjoyed when it was happening.

When Yusuf told her, we are going have that wedding we missed, the next morning. Yasmin has laugh it up.

"How did you picture your wedding to be?" Yusuf had asked her, and it her left her thinking. She have never thought of her own wedding before marriage, so didn't have any idea. "You never thought of it."

"I never didn't, even if had. I can't remember." She had said with an amused look on her face.

"Then what's your idea of wedding in general?"

"It should be small gathering with one's loved ones, I mean those that are genuinely happy for the union."

"Then, we are going to have that we missed wedding, wifey." Yusuf could still remember the astonishment on her face that day, especially when he start making the plans. It might not seem like a wedding, but all their loved one were there. Both parents and siblings, all those dearest to them, and it's a joyful a evening.

Yusuf have mustered all the courage he possessed to individually invite his father for that evening, he thought the man will shun him the usual way he does it. However, baba left him picking up his wonders. "It's good you thought of that, we will all come in sha Allah. But make sure you remind me, I can easily forget with my tight schedules." Baba had said that three day ago when he went to invite them, he even smiled at him.

It's new, and Yusuf was estatics. Maybe finally, his name have been entered into that good book of his father. Things were different with them, it's not like they now sit and talk like how normal father and son does it. But they're civil with each other, unlike before Yusuf always end up so sad after talking to his father. Beside, all that good terms. Yusuf can still not thank him enough for sending his wife to him. She's the best thing he have done to him that he could remember.

"Hajiya Luba, I know you came from the kind of specie that are allergic to see others happy, especially Yusuf. So now I am begging you, in the name of whatever you hold dearest to you, because I have no idea what it is. Please, I am pleading with you, don't even think of ruining this for him. You know, you should have just stayed home and claimed headache. But anyway since you're here, I will keep my eyes on you. Believe me when I say, I don't trust you at all." That's Gwaggo Saude's immediate warning to Hajiya Luba as soon as they find themselves alone, the poor aunt won't take any chance.

"What do you think I am, are you trying to shame me in front of my in laws?" Hajiya Luba asked feeling disrespected by Gwaggo Saude.

"Your in laws you say. You know, we can talk without covers. Me and you knew each other very well. That's if you didn't hit your head somewhere and forgets who are you." Gwaggo Saude sneered.