Love In My Bow
The Boy Behind the Trauma

" Assalamualaikum sis," Zayyan answered the phone from Abi's sister.

" Waalaikumsalam's. Zayyan ... I'm sorry you've been slow to call you back" said brother abi. Zayyan across the street smiled kindly as Abi's sister was still hesitating towards him.

" Whether you miss me or if the girl is still angry with me" Zayyan said in a friendly tone. Abi smiled in relief as the young man had not changed to this day was still the same as the one before.

" Bugard ... This time Umi gives up on making the girl realize her mistake. He always felt hurt. He almost got his sister divorced from his wife. He even separated his brother from his legal wife. He had been proposed by Azzam but he gave the conditions were too excessive. All the ideas you gave us we did. Can't this time you face it yourself" Abi said in a slightly riled up tone. Zayyan began to sigh heavily.

" Awilson .... You always make me have to act alone. Huft. I will try to go back to Indonesia, brother. Where is she now?" ask Zayyan seriously.

" He hasn't been home since 2 days. Umi didn't ask. Right now umi is feeling guilty about izdi" replied abi.

" Okay, brother, I understand" replied Zayyan at last. Abi ended his call.

Zayyan El Ramzi is the Oldest Brother of Azzam and Nasha. They are brothers but different mothers. Umi Zayyan was originally from Pakistan but she died from giving birth to Zayyan. His father eventually remarried to Azzam and Nasya. But Zayyan decided to return to Pakistan to continue the Ramzi family business there. Zayyan was in love with Azizah. But due to misunderstanding the relationship was ended unilaterally by azizah.

At that time Zayyan was meeting a beautiful girl from Russia who converted because of her. Rufia Fathayah was named after a convert. Rufia was still new in Indonesia zayyan was his best friend but azizah misunderstood that zayyan had another relationship with the woman. Azizah broke off their relationship when the marriage was near.

" I want to cancel this wedding!" srru azizah on zayyan.

" Why zizah? What was the reason that made you want to break this relationship," the young Zayyan was so emotional to hear the farewell. For him azizah was his last port.

" You have a relationship with that Russian girl. I'm not the kind of person you can easily deceive, " replied Zizah coldly.

" Is that the son of a Kyai. Listen to me carefully zizah not for a second I steal Rufia's day and ignore you. I remain faithful to our promises. Do not because of jealousy you make a statement that makes you regret for life. Think again about zizah for your decision" Zayyan told Azizah.

" liar. If you don't have a relationship, it's impossible for you to meet that seintens. Your gaze was never awake from her, either" replied Zizah with a hostile look at her future husband.

" Think of your excessive jealousy. I don't want to say bad to my future wife. Right now I assume we are far apart, if you are able then marry another young man. But if you fail to marry someone else then I will come to get you married to me again" that answer is zayyan's last answer before he goes to Pakistan. The young man actually breezed away from Indonesia leaving his own azizah. While azizah looks pretentious with zayyan's decision. Zayyan told her to marry someone else.

Azizah was really bad. She was depressed when Zayyan left without giving her a chance to answer again. The trauma of zayyan's departure made him have to be upset at every man who approached him.

Across there ...

" Yes ... Assalamualaikum says. Who?" ask Zizah to someone who called her.

" Why not go home? Is it frustrating for you to be with a guy so you don't have to go back to the pesantren?" the spicy speech from the man across there made azizah glare.

" Who are you? What do you mean call and say that" replied Azizah with a sarcasm.

" It's been deleted it's my phone number. He really hates me" he said.

" Don't make me say anything bad. Tell me your purpose and who are you?" ask zizah again.

" Married to me. Heal your trauma by marrying me. Go home to the pesantren. Assalamualaikum!" he shouted without answering his name.

Azizah was dumbfounded not to answer the greeting directly. Who called him. Azizah was still confused. Whose number is it.

Zayyan is it him. I can't forget her for a second. Azzam the last young man who proposed to me must also retreat because of excessive conditions.

Azzam who lives there because of the request of his brother. Zayyan wanted to know the development of azIza because he was worried. Azzam also according to her, because Azzam knew her brother loved her.

" May zayyan be right back. Only he can make my brother heal. Zayyan presents azzam even make our marriage a mess. He was too much to piss me off to look stupid" izdi told wardah.

" He can put my family in danger" replied the wardah sadly. Izdi hugged his wife.

" Don't think anything. We're taking a break!" take izdi to the wardah. Wardah glanced at her husband in annoyance.

" There must be a wish," pouted the wardah at izdi who had chuckled first.

" Rather than thinking about my brother. He just needs to meet with Zayyan. If you come to think of my depressed zayyan, baby," izdi said this time that makes wardah laugh.

" all the depressions of the pilgrims. You also need therapy like that," he replied still chuckling until his stomach hurt.

" Ehmmm ... That's right now, my wife. Doainnya that is not good with the husband," said izdi glanced at his wife with gales. Wardah's a nosy smile.

" Joking mas .. "unfinished izdi has surprised his wife.

Cup.

The kiss landed perfectly so that it made the wardah stupefied. Izdi this time chuckled to see his wife so the statue responded to his kiss.

" What a hell is mas ... Naughty dong!" exclaim wardah upset. Izdi laughed out loud.

" It's still a pity to be surprised ... He was also married a long time ago. Cook it like you just did it" izdi said with a smile. Wardah shook his head.

" We're sleeping now!" wardah exclamation makes izdi gawk.

" Why rest, baby?" ask izdi.

" Why what ?" ask wardah.

" The adukkan dong. Holidays were 1 week of monthly guests coming," replied the wardah then enveloped his body.

" O dear God ... Didn't say from earlier. It will fail if you had hoped for a lot of this dong," replied izdi with melas.

" Gimana dong mas. The guest is coming. Enjoy single time for a week doang mas not longer than before. Hehehe," ledek wardah on her husband.

" this is his name melas pake pake really dear dong," he replied again. But wardah returned the kiss of her husband.

" Make sangu bobok mas," goda wardah.

" Naughty if the monthly guest comes ... Because it can not be held," he answered looking at the wardah who had chuckled.

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