My Bow to the Destiny of Love
Respond to everyone's words wisely

Ardian POV..

I was surprised to hear Bian say. "Don't do that, Dek. I don't want this trivial matter to be long later."

"But if allowed to continue to be able to Ghibran Kak digunjak later."

"God will not, Dek. I'd rather talk to Zidane instead. If with Brother Zidane this problem will not be widened everywhere. Why do we listen to the words of people who do not know the ins and outs of the life we live." I tried to enlighten Bian so that this boy would not do what he said earlier.

"But I don't like to see Ayra's sister crying like that, Bang. I'm also sick to see Ayra's sister hurt."

"Leave it, Deck. The dog barking the caravan passed. The man's words don't be too taken by heart."

Bian took a deep breath. "Hopefully I can refrain from reporting this incident to Grandpa, Bang. Just pray I can." Bian got up after finishing his sentence. He left me with Adzra.

I smiled at my son who was riding on my lap when his uncle left. Adzra suddenly kissed me on the cheek and hugged my neck. God, why do I feel sad to find my son doing this to me. Does he also feel the anxiety that is being felt by his parents...

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Ardian hugged his son. He felt haru since it seemed like the child was as if strengthening him to face this matter.

"Adzra's been maem, honey?"

"Well.pa. pa.."

Ardian kissed his son's cheek. Adzra is still learning to speak and his voice is still disjointed. Sometimes his parents understand what he says, sometimes the child is crying because his parents do not understand what he wants.

"We went to Mama, yeah.. Adzra wants to mimic?" Adzra nodded making Ardian smile.

When he opened the door, Ardian found his wife sitting on the bed. "Wake up..?" tanyanya walked closer. "It looks like Adzra's hungry, Chay. He wants to take it he said.."

"She never looked up from this afternoon, Mas. She just hugged me a few times when she saw me crying."

"Already, Chay. Trivial problems are not too taken by heart. Let him judge our lives as he pleases. You have to say we're not happy or anything. Who lives with me, you. What you felt during my time as my wife, you can deduce by yourself."

Chayra smiled weakly as she looked at her husband's bead eyes. She knew how much her husband was struggling to perfect the happiness of their little family.

"Yes..."

"M..."

"Take me to Zidane's office tomorrow."

Ardian was a little surprised to hear his wife's request. But, his wife's eyes looked very confident that her request was not wrong. "What do you want, honey?"

"I will prove that what Brother Ghibran said this afternoon was wrong."

"But..."

"I beg you, take your time to drive me tomorrow."

"All right, I'm going to the office tomorrow. But, I'll call when I have time to spare."

"Have a morning, Mas. Whatever hour is important morning."

"OK, Honey. But you have to promise me."

"Promise for what, Mom."

"You have to promise me you won't cry anymore because people insult me."

Chayra was silent for a moment while looking into her husband's eyes. "I. God willing, Mas. I'm afraid I can't keep my word if I make a promise."

"You know best what your husband is like. If you judge it bad, you can justify the words of the person who said I was bad. Conversely, if you judge me to be good, you can blame the words of the person who judged me to be bad." Ardian said that while sticking his wife's hand on his chest.

Chayra smiled when she heard the wise words of her husband. Right said Ardian, she knows her husband best. Why should she grieve over hearing someone's bad judgment about her husband.

"Don't think about it anymore.." Ardian rubbed his wife's head gently. "Something I want to finish for a second. I'm staying in the study, it's okay, right?"

"Yes, Mas. Passion.fighting..." Chayra clenched her hands to encourage Ardian.

Ardian just smiled as he shook his head slowly looking at his wife's behavior.

Eleven o'clock in the night, Ardian returned to the room. All the lights are off. Only the bedside sleeping lights lit up as a light source in the room. Adzra was also moved by his wife.

When going to lay down his body, Ardian remembered that he had not yet established the Isha prayer. "Astagfirullahal'adzim.." he rubbed his face violently while getting back up. He dyed his wife's forehead briefly before passing.

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Ardian restores his body after establishing prayer. When he lifted the blanket that covered his wife's body, he smiled as he rubbed his face back. Looks like his wife is intentionally wearing lingerie tonight. Does fasting from the inner living for almost a week make the feeling is not funny? Is he going to break his fast tonight?

Ardian breaks down and hugs Chayra. He bit his wife's ear slowly while whispering softly. "Chay. I'm hungry.."

Chayra squirms and then curls up in her husband's arms.

"Darling... Can I open now? How many days have I been fasting." Ardian kissed Chayra on the cheek and hugged her body again.

Chayra. "Mas... Have you gone home?"

Ardian smiled at his wife's question. "His consciousness was restored first, dear. I have come home from before. I'll have a chance to talk to you before I go to sleep."

"Mm... Is it true, Mom?" Chayra's voice was hoarse because she was still half conscious.

"I can break the fast, right?"

"Hmmm..." Chayra began to gather her consciousness back.

"Kok hmm.." The starting hand can't be conditioned.

"I haven't answered, Mom.." Chayra squirms because she is amused by her husband.

"So you said hmm. I interpreted the word hmm with the word yes." Hands getting more and more frisky.

"Yes..."

"Yes, honey.."

"Already, ah. You can't say it later."

Eventually the night's turmoil paid off with the unification of the agencies that missed each other.

"Chay. I can add the opening.." Ardian reopened the conversation after the first round of the show was over. Though he was already lying next to his wife, but whether he just wanted to mince words or his strength there was still something left to continue to the next patrol.

"I'm hungry, Mom. I didn't have dinner yet. Because I still think of people's unfortunate talk last afternoon, I'm not appetizing."

Ardian tilted his body to face Chayra. "Honestly, I'm hungry too, Chay. When I got home, I forbade Dodit to stop looking for food. I told him you must have prepared a special dinner for me. But, until home even kayak earlier. I was also very hungry earlier, but seeing you cry, hunger turned to confusion."

"Sorry to make you worry. God willing, next time I'll try to filter the words of the person who enters my ear."

"We're resting now. We'll eat tomorrow morning. It's not good to eat at this hour either."

"Yes, Mom.." Chayra hugged her husband's body with her head pressed against Ardian's chest. The usual thing he did after he finished his husband and wife.

That morning...

Ardian woke up at four in the morning. His wife was no longer beside him. That means Chayra is awake. When he got up, he saw his wife in the corner of the room. Sitting on a prayer mat with the holy book of the Qur'an in his hand. That made Ardian pull the corner of his lips. He shuffled down and went to the bathroom as another half hour would come at dawn.

After the dawn prayer..

"The weather can still be held, right, Mas?"

"Still strong. Until eight o'clock I was still strong. If you are lazy to cook, then we will have breakfast outside. You must also be tired from yesterday take care of Adzra alone."

"No, my mom. I don't feel tired at all. There's nothing I can cook. The refrigerator is empty. I just remembered that Bian protedms last night because there was nothing to cook."

"You just get ready. You come with me to the office today. We'll go to Zidane's office just there, so I don't have to pick you up later."

"Yes, Mas. I want to prepare for Adzra's needs while he wakes up. Later if he wakes up just bathed." Chayra passed from before her husband.

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