My Bow to the Destiny of Love
A Decision

The four girls sitting in the garden looked so happy. I don't know, what makes them laugh out loud without seeing the conditions around them. In fact, one of them even shed tears.

"Udah, Guys, already. I'm tired of laughing from before." Alesha raised her hand in surrender, unwilling to laugh anymore. Tears that come out from laughing too much are still sparse.

"I'm going to the toilet first, I have a stomachache." Chayra got up and passed from in front of her friends, following the arrow indicating the location of the toilet in the park.

Amira and Tina were still giggling at the thought that made them laugh out loud.

Tired of laughing, they were silent in each other's minds. Chayra who was waiting did not return from the restroom.

"Where the hell is it, why so long?" Amira said annoyed. "Did he take a stone out of his stomach?" Connect again.

"Prophe dong, Mira. His name is also a stomachache. Well, make jokes that don't make sense." Tina answered while gently patting Amira's arm. Alesha agreed to Tina's words with a nod of her head.

"Eh, Guys. By the way what are your plans now?" Alesha asked suddenly. Staring at Amira and Tina who were sitting opposite him.

Amira knitted her brows hearing Alesha's question. Change her sitting position and focus on Alesha. "What plan do you mean?"

"I mean now we've finished High School. I mean future plans. You guys want to go to college, you want to work or something."

"Gue stick to our original plan." Answer Tina. "We will have made a previous agreement, if kiga will study at the same place until college."

"Gue too." Amira answered briefly.

"Gue is that too." Alesha. "But, I think someone will change the decision and can't be with us anymore.

"You mean?!" Amira and Tina asked compactly while advancing a little of their bodies towards Alesha.

Alesha stroked her chest softly in shock. "Okayly enough. You guys are surprising me." Alesha changed her seat. I mean, Ayra." Alesha exhaled her breath violently. "It looks like he's not going to college with us." Reciprocity.

"Why?" Ask the two compact again.

"There's something that doesn't let him be with us anymore." Alesha pouting. "Your mother said it was the same thing as me. If Ayra can't go to college with us for some reason. And it could be a problem if Ayra breaks."

"What's that?" Amira looked increasingly curious. Staring at Tina who also looks astonished to hear the story of Alesha. They don't usually hide things from each other.

"That's what we need to make clear with Ayra now. We have to ask for an explanation as to why he didn't stick to the original plan. But, it seems like he always dodges." Alesha said in an annoyed tone. "It seems, now that he's deliberately lingering in the toilet, so that we don't demand his explanation right now."

"Don't su'udzon first, guys. Who knows Ayra has a stomachache. Ayra also can't be what you'd expect." Sergey Tina.

Suddenly the person in the ghibah appeared with a slightly pale face. Chayra sat beside Alesha who was looking at her with a look of wonder. Chayra grimaced softly while holding her stomach.

Alesha patted Chayra's shoulder gently. "Why, Ayra?"

Chayra looked at Alesha ."I don't know, my stomach suddenly started to break. Did I mostly eat that dish, huh?"

"Lho anyway, eat rujak like eating rice. No responsibility earlier I saw Mr. rujaknya for spice naruh cabenya up to one handheld." Amira looks upset. What makes him is himself.

"You asked for a lot of cabins, Mira." Tangkis Tina's. "Kok now even turn out Mr Rujak?"

"Yes too." Amira finds her mistake. "Udah let's go home. It's a pity that Ayra endured her pain." He then got up and approached Ayra, who was still grimacing, holding her stomach. Amira flanked Ayra on her left arm. Tina got up and flanked Ayra on her right arm. They both compactly help Chayra stand up.

"Hey, why are you guys exaggerating like this anyway?" Chayra asked while trying to take off her friends' hands.

"Lho shut up, Ayra! You're sick again, don't protest too much!" Amira said in a sadistic tone.

Chayra raised her lips while swallowing her saliva hearing Amira's tone.

"Now we drive home. We don't want to know why here. Don't protest too much." Alesha then walked in front to become the commander.

Chayra took a deep breath and then exhaled violently. He follows Alesha's steps with Amira and Tina still flanking his arms. He won't argue anymore. Because he knows what his friends are doing just for his own good.

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A week after the incident in the park, Chayra has been confined to her room more often. Not because he is still sick. But he wants to enjoy his time. In just a few days, he will leave his home for a better place.

Chayra walked down her simple room. Room with bed number three. A study table and a wardrobe, as well as a bathroom in the corner of the room.

She opened her wardrobe and looked at him in silence. The knock on the door of his room made him jump in shock. Unfortunately, his forehead was successfully kissed on the door of his closet. And..

Dug !

"Astagfirullah, ouch..!" His voice grimaced softly while rubbing his banged forehead earlier.

Her mother's soft voice made her immediately walk towards the door and open it.

Seeing Ayra who was still rubbing her forehead, Miss Santi furrowed her brows. "What's wrong with you, son?" Ask slowly. Reveal the child's hair Chayra that covers his forehead.

"Shock it, Mom. My head's been hit." Answer Chayra.

Miss Santi smiled. "You're waiting for your friends, son."

"Oh.." Chayra just boooh ria and then went back into his room.

Miss Santi was astonished to see her son's behavior.

"Lho.kok, you're in again, son?" Ask wonder.

"You take the hijab first, ma'am.."

"You're just in the house, son. It's okay not to wear a hijab. You're all girls."

"You get used to it, Mom. Even in the house." Chayra replied casually while putting on the instant hijab she had taken.

"Then it's up to you, son. The important thing is that it's a good thing, I'll always support you." Said Miss Santi as she passed from in front of her son. Chayra nodded and closed the door to her room.

In the living room..

The three friends were busy with their respective mobile phones.No one was aware of his arrival. Long Chayra stood looking at her friends one by one. However, the three girls were completely focused and were unaware of his arrival at all. Chayra let out a heavy sigh before finally saying a greeting as she felt herself being ignored.

"Assalamualaikum, my beautiful friends, who are busy themselves.."

The three girls compactly raised their faces. "Wa'alaccum..." Not finished the three answered the greetings, they instead misfocused on the person who said the greetings.

"Hmmm..! Someone is new, inside the house. And it's like he's really repentant." Chant Amira

"Crazy, Cool! It's getting better." Alesha.

"Need to be developed." Connect Tina again.

Chayra rolled her eyes at the comments of her friends. " Feelings, you have not finished answering greetings. How come you guys are busy commenting on people's looks?"

Hearing Chayra's nagging, the three of them looked at each other. Then....

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Ustadzah!" Say the three simultaneously. They laughed out loud.

Chayra just shook her head while questioning the behavior of her friends.

Ms. Santi emerged from the kitchen with a tray of snacks and four glasses of warm tea. Shuffling slowly saw the behavior of the teenage children.

"You when you are united like this, he cried for mercy." He said with a warm smile.

"Yes, that's how we are, ma'am. If together noisily, if parted ways miss each other." Alesha said, followed by a nod of the head by the others. Just as we loved Ayra and did not want to part with her.

Suddenly Amira approaches Chayra. Sitting on the sofa Chayra occupied. "Actually we're here to make sure of the same thing, Ayra."

Hearing Amira's words, Chayra immediately lowered her head because she understood her point. "I'm sorry, Mira. I can't explain it now." He answered, still bowing his head because he was not ready to accept the death gazes of his three friends.

"Keep when, Ayra?" Ask them simultaneously.

Santi's mother got up. "Please continue. I'm gonna cook first." Stepping away, leaving his son's serious talk.

Chayra raised her face. "Give me some time."

"Until when, Ayra? Next week we are gone." Ask Alesha.

Chayra exhaled slowly accompanied by Istighfar. Re-enforce his face and look at his three friends. "Three days before I leave, I'll explain everything. We'll meet at the park where we used to talk. I'll explain why I can't go to college with you and choose to join Om and Tante I live in Pesantren."

"Well, we'll wait for that day. But, you have to promise, if that day comes, you will not cringe anymore and make no other excuses."

Chayra nodded steadily.

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