My Bow to the Destiny of Love
Contrition

That morning, Ardian did not come out of Zidane's room. He did that at Zidane's request.

"If you go out now, we can't see Ayra's reaction. We'll see if he looks sorry or what's going to happen."

Ardian was silent between wanting to say yes or reject Zidane's request. Only his eyes glanced at Zidane a few times.

"You want to get out. Not strong not to meet him for one day?"

"I don't know, Brother. But I feel sorry to see him last night. Especially with her condition being pregnant like now. I feel guilty if I have to ignore it."

"You're not ignoring him, Ardian. You're just teaching him a lesson, so he can appreciate your feelings more."

"But. Who's gonna help him?"

"There's Mom outside. The point is now, hold on to that feeling of yours. I've also told Mom about this plan."

"Aren't Zidane sure everything's gonna be okay?"

"Astagfirullah, you're too possessive. Just stay here."

Ardian finally nodded weakly. Sit back on the side of the bed. Staring at Zidane's departure with watery eyes. Suddenly he felt sorry for himself. Why he really wants to be a good person. At that time, the trials came alternately.

Ardian took a deep breath. "May there be a blessing behind all this, O God." Plunge his body on the bed. He looked up at the ceiling of the room.

Meanwhile...

At the dinner table, Chayra looked agitated. His eyes were also puffy because most were crying. His hand was just toying with the spoon, ruffling the food in front of him.

"That food is to be eaten, Deck, not ruffled like that."

Chayra removed the spoon she had been playing with. "I don't have appetite, brother."

"Keep what now?"

"I'm looking for Ardian." Tears returned to the river.

"Where are you going to find him, son?" Santi got up to his daughter.

Bian exhaled his breath violently. "Let's go to school first, ma'am." He put his hand on his mother.

"You don't have to go to school anymore, do you? You're done with the test, Bian." Zidane's remarks, made Bian turn around and look at Zidane with annoyance.

"I'm tired at home hearing Ayra's drama. Yesterday angry with husband, now nyesel. I don't know what drama he's going to do tomorrow. Huh, I'd rather avoid than sin because I'm constantly upset." Pulling his mother's hand. I moved to Zidane and did the same. "Assynoltom..."

Zidane and Santi just looked at each other. Don't know what to do. The big boy was sad, the little one was even upset because of his brother's behavior.

"Just follow your sister, son." Santi's orders to Zidane.

"But, Mom."

"Let's have Ayra's problem, I'll take care of her."

"How can I go back to Pesantren if Ayra's condition is still like this, ma'am."

Chayra still hugged her mother's waist tightly. Only her crying voice was heard.

"You are, Ayra. Brother should behave how to try? Belain you, you are wrong. Not behind you are also like gini. You're acting like a kid now. You should be more mature when you have a husband." Zidane scratched his head in confusion. He could speak more freely to Chayra after Bian's departure.

I want him to call Ardian to come out so that this problem runs amok. However, once again he must persevere for Chayra to learn a lesson.

"You why don't you try to contact Ardian now."

Chayra took off her embrace. Wiping the remains of tears on her cheeks. "I've tried it many times, brother. But the operator still answered.

"Keep what you want now."

Chayra. "I don't know what to do, brother. I was upset when he was there. But, when he's not around right now, my life feels empty."

"What's the name for it when you feel lost?"

Chayra was silent waiting for Zidane's sentence to go ahead.

Chayra was staring at Zidane.

"What other man do you want, Ayra? If you're married to a Ghibran, not necessarily he'll treat you this special."

Chayra swallowed his saliva.

"You cornered your husband who always accompanied you, Ayra. You are religious. You already know the duty of the wife to the husband and vice versa. Ardian has done a very good job. Now it's your turn. Are you not ashamed of your husband. Wasn't Ardian that depraved at first. Doesn't he want to change because of you? Don't you appreciate the slightest sacrifice for you? Take the words of this brother, Ayra."

Chayra. Her tears are back. "I'm sorry, Brother."

"Think how Ardian treated you all this time, Dek. Don't keep getting shackled in your ill-gotten love for the Ghibran. It's been a year since you've been married. Was it that long, the position of Ghibran still attached to your heart? What is Ghibran. Allah has decreed that Ghibran is not the best for you. Ardian your husband, he's the best for you." Zidane placed his phone near his ear. "You're out now. I can't control your wife anymore."

Chayra was shocked to hear Zidane's words. He got up and approached Zidane. "Who are you talking to?"

"He was lamenting his stupidity. Come out so I can catch up with Bian. The child is not old enough to carry his own vehicle. I'll tell the police how she feels later."

".........."

"My hands are two, Ardian. You are why the hell. You were the one who wanted to come out. Why should I be ashamed."

Chayra pulls Zidane's hand. "Where is Ardian, brother?!" Shake the man's arm hard.

Zidane brushed off Chayra's hand. "What the hell? Don't touch anything."

"Where is Ardian, brother?"

"Gapain looking for him? Aren't you still shackled by your ill-gotten love for Ghibran? If you still love Ghibran, do not try to ask where Ardian is. Up to now, I'm not willing that you act disrespectful to your husband's struggles."

"A. I was wrong, brother. I'm sorry. Please tell me where Brother Ardian is.."

"What do you know? Would you say something stupid like yesterday again if I told you where he is?"

"No. I won't repeat that stupidity again."

Ardian closed his eyes hearing all his wife's words. Zidane deliberately did not turn off the phone, so that Ardian could hear everything.

"I won't tell you where he is before you promise me you'll introspect yourself."

"God willing I will do that."

"Oh yes, I forgot. From now on stop imagining going through the household with Ghibran. Because soon he will marry a woman who is more righteous than you. She will marry a woman who is God willing, will think of no other man than her husband's name."

Chayra lowered her head. Between shocked, sad and confused to hear his brother's words.

"One more, Ayra. Stop being a spoiled girl to Sister. There is already a responsible male shoulder that will make his shoulder as a place for you to lean on. A man who can wipe your tears with his finger when you are sad. The man who sacrificed himself for you. Big Brother will think about Big Brother's personal life from now on. Brother needs a companion for life."

"I'm sorry Ayra's been bothering Zidane's brother all this time." Still lowering his head.

Zidane breathed a rough breath. "Your husband is in Brother's room. You go to him, if you need him."

Chayra raised her face. However, he did not move, still standing on the spot in bewilderment. What will he say when he meets Ardian.

"Why silence? He was looking for you last night in your room when you called Brother. But, it was Brother who caught up with her and forbade her to enter."

"Why did Zidane do that?"

"You must be taught a lesson to be deterred."

Chayra shook her head slowly. I can't believe Zidane would do that to him. Slowly, his feet stepped out of the dining room.

Santi smiled after the departure of his daughter. approached Zidane while patting his shoulder. "Thank you for being so strict with Ayra, son. You're right, he should be taught a lesson to be deterred."

Zidane nodded with a smile. "I'll do my best for her, Mom. I feel sorry for Ardian, too."

"Thank you, son."

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