My Bow to the Destiny of Love
Figure out

"The rain is so heavy, son. We better not go to the Assembly of Ta'lim now." Bu Ainun stared around with a worried look on his face.

Chayra was silent. He seemed hesitant to say the words of Bu Ainun.

Bu Ainun looked at his nephew. "Come, kid, we're in. We pray at home. This weather looks very unlikely, if we go to the Assembly Ta'lim." While slowly pulling Chayra's hand to follow her into the house. However, the girl did not flinch. He was still sitting on the porch seat of the house. I just hope the rain will stop soon.

Chayra also doesn't know why. This morning it was very hard if he did not go to the Ta'lim Assembly. Confused as well, why did he feel like he was being pulled to go to that place.

Mrs Ainun sat down next to her nephew. Patting gently on Chayra's shoulders that looked agitated. "What's up, kid? You look very agitated. Is there something that holds your heart?

Chayra looked at Bu Ainun. "Ayra doesn't know either, Ummi. This morning Ayra really felt heavy if not to the Ta'lim Assembly. But if the rain is so heavy like this, how will Ayra go?"

Bu Ainun looked in wonder at Chayra. "Mm. how about we go use an umbrella." Tawar Bu Ainun's.

Chayra looked at Bu Ainun. "The rain is very heavy, Ummi. The wind is also very strong. We'll get wet before we get to our destination."

"Then we pray at home. If the weather is like this, most likely the Santri also did not go to the ta'lim assembly. Pity them if they have to be cold there."

Chayra breathed a heavy sigh. "Yes, Ummi, let's go inside."

Ms. Ainun smiled and then took Chayra's hand back inside the house.

Suddenly Mr. Ismail appeared. Peci is still attached to his head indicating that he just finished praying. "Where are you from?" He asked when he saw his wife and nephew standing by the door.

"Eh, Abah. Ayra maksa Ummi to accompany Ayra to the Assembly of Ta'lim, Abah. But it's raining so much." Chayra replied immediately, so that Mr. Ismail would not blame Ms. Ainun.

Mr. Ismail shook his head listening to Chayra's confession. "Where would you sit if you wanted to pray there? If the rain is accompanied by strong winds like this, the Assembly of Ta'lim must be all wet."

Chayra mangosteen heard Ismail's explanation. "Then Ayra prayed in the room, Abah."

Mr. Ismail and Mr. Ainun nodded and let Chayra into his room.

After praying, Chayra took her phone lying on the bed. On a whim, he tried to call Alesha's number. Long wait, no answer. He did not give up and tried it once more.Just at the fifth ringing...

"Hello, Assalamualaikum.." There is no typical hoarse sound of waking up.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Alhamdulillah, my efforts have finally come to fruition."

Alesha who was there was lying on the prayer mat after performing the tahajjud prayer two raka'at immediately woke up. Shocked to hear the voice of his friend across there who had disappeared for a month without news. "Ayra! It's really, isn't it? I'm not dreaming anymore, am I?" He said while pinching his cheek. "Aww.. hurts!" He said as he rubbed his cheek which he had just pinched.

"Lesha, what's wrong with you?" Chayra asked with a worried tone.

"Gue can't believe that you remember me. I pinched my cheek. Kirain this is just a dream." Silence moment. "Where are you going, Ayra..? It has been a month without news. You know, every day Amira always asked about you."

"I'm sorry, Lesha. My phone was seized with Abah. So I can't contact anyone. Just yesterday, I called her."

"Why was your phone confiscated?"

"Said Abah, let me more quickly be able to adjust to the environment Pesantren/."

"We're very worried, Ayra. You missed a lot of things while there."

Hearing Alesha's words, Chayra fixed her sitting position. "What did you mean?"

Alesha took a deep breath. "About Amira's change."

Chayra kept silent while continuing to find out what Alesha meant. He thought, maybe it's time he found out the real thing. The incident that makes Ardian so angry that he will carry out a revenge mission on him.

"Ayra, are you still there?"

Alesha's question made Chayra aware of her daydream.Eh, i.iya, Lesha, I'm still here. What did you say, Amira changed?"

"Yes, Ayra. You can't believe you saw it now."

"You mean?"

"Amira Istiqomah wears hijab now."

Chayra was surprised but happy to hear Alesha's words. "Really, Lesha?" Ask, still not believing.

"Yes, she even kept her distance from her lover. He's still dating, but he knows the limits. You should know Ayra too.."

"What?"

"Yesterday Ardian was threatening me with Tina. Do you know the cause? Because Amira doesn't want to do that anymore.. You know, I mean?"

"I. yeah, a. I get it."

"What we are afraid of, yesterday Ardian looking for. He even threatened Amira to do something unnatural. Because he was sure, the main cause of Amira avoid him is the influence of you.Because coming home from the hotel that night, said Amira, he went home you know."

"He was coming home to my house at the time. And. he collapsed at the door from a heavy hangover."

"She also had a chance to ngigau yesterday when I woke up, but she couldn't wake up."

"Alright, Ayra. Why we talk about Amira. We're not happy yet."

Chayra smile. "Yes, I miss you guys so much."

Alesha smiled, but she fell silent not answering Chayra's words. He just remembered that he hadn't asked Chayra anything. "Mmm.., Ayra.."

"Yes, Lesha. What's up?"

"I'm sorry, I want the same thing."

Chayra frowned in wonder. "What do you want?"

"Mmm.. During that time, did Ardian ever contact you?" Alesha asked doubtfully.

Chayra was silent, thinking for a moment. She couldn't possibly tell the true events.Finally, trying to dodge Alesha's question was the right choice. He lies, he is not good at lying. "Kok so talk about that, anyway?! Kan, he said he wanted to miss me."

Alesha exhaled her breath violently. "Gue's just worried that he's really bothering you, Ayra."

"Already, ah don't discuss anything that is not worth discussing."

Azan at dawn was heard roaring from the Santri Mosque. Chayra ends her call with Alesha. He promised to call her again next time. Not to forget, he also gave greetings to two other friends.

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This morning, Mr. Ismail was waiting for Chayra in the Living Room. There's something he needs to discuss with Chayra. However, he wanted to discuss it while relaxing and chatting with the family.

Chayra who just came out of his room immediately greeted with a wave of hands from Mr. Ismail who asked him to come closer.

Chayra smiled and approached. It was seen that Ismail and Amrina were singing the names of the Angels of God while clapping their hands.

"Assalamualaikum, Grandpa.." Chayra pinched Amrina, the youngest daughter of Ismail.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Ayra's beautiful sister." The boy replied, turning around to pinch Chayra's cheek no less anxious.

Mr. Ismail smiled at the sight of his two children. "Ayra.." call her slowly to Chayra.

Chayra turned towards Ismail. "What's up, Abah?"

"You want to ask something about you."

"What is it, Abah?"

"Do you know Ghibran ?"

"Of course, Abah. Ustadz Ghibran was Ayra's older brother in the class before dawn."

"That's not what Abah means, son."

"I mean, Abah?"

"Do you know him more than your instructor in class?"

Chayra knitted her brows inexplicably.

Mr. Ismail snorted. "He has a taste for you, son."

Chayra's surprised. Not because of Ismail. But where did Mr. Ismail know that Ghibran had a taste for him.

"He was the only Abah disciple who could best guard his heart and gaze from the opposite sex. But, yesterday Abah was confused to see it like he couldn't keep his eyes on you. He was blatantly staring at you deeply even in front of Abah. That's why Abah asked you this."

"Ayra doesn't know Abah. Fitting by the pool yesterday, he once said gini, 'Chayra Azzahra, I love the way you bow your gaze.' Then he went straight to his dorm again.

"He's a good man, son. The plausibility is handsome, his family is respected in the neighborhood where he lives. He comes from a distinguished family.

Chayra just silently listened to Mr. Ismail's explanation.

Mr. Ismail looked at his nephew who was still silent did not respond to his words. "Son, if he's really serious about you. Wait for him to express his desire to invite you ta'aruf. Preach you, and then will speak your resolve to justify you. One request from Abah to you, son."

Chayra looked up at Mr. Ismail.

"If what Abah said was really Ghibran. Do not forget to pray istikharah to determine the best."

...Chayra nodded, scratching her head in confusion. In his heart he screamed saying, 'Ayra is not yet old enough Abah...!!!'...

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