My Bow to the Destiny of Love
The real perpetrator?

"We've investigated all of Ardian's friends, Abi. But everyone seemed concerned about the news. Let alone hearing the confessions of those who did not believe this news. Given that Ardian never visited that place again." Mr. Ismail explained the search results.

"News from the others have come in? Just waiting for their results. Who uploaded the video first."

"The first post removed the post. His account's been blocked, too." Connect Mr. Ismail again.

"Why not confirm to us who the owner of the account is."

"The account owner uses a pseudonym, Abi. The photo also uses cartoon photos. According to the information I got, the culprit is overseas."

The deg...!

Ardian and Chayra looked at each other. They both think of the name of someone who is abroad.

"Then we will investigate again. Abi's tired now, want to rest first." Mr. Akmal immediately passed while kneading his temple towards the room he occupied while visiting this house.

"You also rest. I see how pathetic you look, Ardian." Said Mr. Ismail. When you look at her face. He's the one who's tired. Her in-laws really made her lose a lot of time and a lot of energy. The nature of Mr. Akmal is firm and does not like the opinion circulating. Makes her have to really get what her in-laws want.

Chayra immediately pulled her husband's hand to enter the room. "That if his speech is overwritten even so long later the story." Whisper while walking.

"What are you talking about, Chay? I didn't hear what you said." Ardian asked because he heard Chayra speak unclearly.

"Ssttt.I'll explain it in the room." Stop for a moment and continue on.

Ardian finally obeyed his wife. He wanted to talk again, but Chayra pulled his hand.

"What did you say?" Ardian charges Chayra as they enter the room.

"Abah's words should not be overwritten, the story will be long." Chayra kept the small waist bag she had brought earlier on the table.

"Oh, that's it.." Ardian slowly approached the bed. Sit on the side of the bed looking up at the ceiling. "Is it possible that Amira did all this, Chay? Kok, I immediately thought of her name when Abah mentioned abroad earlier."

"Astagfirullahal'adzim, don't su'udzon just yet, brother. Where can he try, if he did it? He hasn't contacted me in a long time. Maybe he's been preoccupied with his new family.

Chayra took a deep breath. "We'll rest first. It's eleven o'clock." Chayra pointed at the wall clock. "If you keep thinking, this problem will drain your energy and mind. Take it easy. It's just the past, right?"

"I can't, Chay." Ardian rubbed his face rough. "Why do I get this feeling. In the past, I've never been like this."

Chayra snorted at the words of her husband. "Old Brother there was no faith, no burden. There is a big brother just want to enjoy life without thinking about the provisions that will be brought when he dies." Chayra grabbed her husband's face to look at her. "Ardian is different now. Having a purpose in life, having a responsibility and, of course, gathering supplies for the hereafter."

Ardian smiled gently at his wife. Pull the niqab rope that covers his wife's face. "Watching you like this makes my soul calmer, Chay. And certainly, the words that come out of your mouth, like the words of a pearl that inspire me to rise again." Holding Chayra's chin up so that the girl doesn't duck.

"What the hell, Brother. Shame ah, seen like that." Brushed off Ardian's finger holding his chin. His face had already turned into a boiled crab.

Ardian turned around with a smile, biting his lower lip. He looked back at Chayra after he could control himself. "You look even more adorable to look shy like this." Pinches slowly Chayra's cheeks.

"Sleep, ah. The conversation is getting longer." Chayra broke her body. She covered her face with a blanket because her face was warming up.

However, in a split minute she was breaking down her body, there was no movement from her husband. She pulled up the blanket that covered her face. Apparently, not a single bit Ardian changed positions. The man still faithfully looked up at the ceiling of his room.

Finally, Chayra let out a rough breath while getting up again. "Sleep, Brother.." pat Ardian on the shoulder slowly.

"Eh, yes.." The surprised Ardian immediately turned his head. "Mm. You go to sleep first. I'll catch up later."

"Keep Brother for what?"

"Sitting in the face of fate. To my stupidity in the past." Reply Ardian without further ado.

"Until God removes the burden of this mind."

Chayra snorted, sitting while holding her side. Rotating the brain, how to get Ardian to rest.

"Mh.. Chay.."

"Yes..."

"I want to pray first. Ask God for guidance." Seraya. However, Ardian turned around again. Landing a kiss on his forehead, right left cheek, then his wife's lips. "I forgot to give you a kiss. Maybe that also adds to the burden of my mind. I forgot to prove my love to my beloved wife." Turning again continued his intention to take ablution water.

Chayra poked her lips. However, he reviewed the smile while fingering his lips that had been kissed by Ardian. "What's this thing that's made it so hard to sleep?" Ask himself. Breathe in deeply. He re-wrote his body that felt tired.

Chayra was completely unaffected by the news. He looks relaxed and does not want to bother with all that.

Trying to close his eyes after a long time looking up at the ceiling of his room. The man she hoped would embrace her did not finish praying.

Chayra finally got up again. His eyes really did not want to be closed. The eyes were even more comfortable when invited to look at the man who was solemnly praying with the sound of sobs held.

Chayra crawled to the side of the bed. Sitting on the side of the bed, right behind Ardian who was praying. Suddenly she got the idea to record her husband's actions.

About five minutes of Chayra recording. He turned around, immediately breaking his body. Afraid that Ardian knew of the action.

Chayra pretended to close her eyes when Ardian finished confiding in Allah SWT. Feeling the movement in the bed, he could breathe a sigh of relief. It meant her husband had the intention to rest her body.

Ardian kissed Chayra's temple and hugged her tightly. "Thank you for being a part of my life. Thank you for your guidance all this time." Ardian closed his eyes. Kissing the head of his old wife. Inhaling in the scent of his wife's shampoo. The smell she always missed. Slowly, he closed his lips. Uniting with Chayra's lips.

"Hmmmmmppmm.."

Ardian was surprised and immediately withdrew. "Lho, are you still awake, Chay?"

Chayra was just flanking when Ardian took off his kiss. Her nose looks deflated because it is not ready for her husband's treatment. "So no play nyosor. I'm not ready for your treatment."

"I thought you were asleep, honey." Ardian hugged Chayra's body.

"I was sleeping. But, I was surprised when there was a chewy object stuck to my lips."

Ardian scratched his head. "I'm sorry if my actions disturb your sleep. I feel a lot calmer now. During my prayer earlier, suddenly Grandpa's words ring in my ear."

"Which Grandpa's words did Big Brother mean?"

"Grandfather's words told me to prove that the news is only part of the past. I've changed now. As you said earlier, Ardian who is now Ardian has responsibility. I had to get up and get back to work as usual. I need to be able to make peace with the situation. It is all for the good of the future.

Ardian stared at Chayra's face intensely. "On the spreader of the news, I believe that the real culprit is Amira. Maybe he wants revenge on me for what I did to him first."

"Here, don't talk about it again. We better take a break." Chayra wrapped her hands around Ardian's waist.

"I have to start looking for a job to support you, Chay." Ardian spoke even though his eyes were closed.

"Sister does have to work. But later if the diploma is out. Brother calm down now. Why try, think that far."

Ardian just smiled at Chayra's nagging. To him, the scolding was like a beautiful song of a lullaby.

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