My Bow to the Destiny of Love
The arrival of Ghibran's parents

After getting a definite answer from Chayra, Ghibran and Rudi immediately paid their respects. The eyes of the Ghibran are slightly watery either due to the influx of dust or because they are moved to get a satisfactory answer from the Chayra.

"Yes, you want to go straight?" Ask Mr. Ismail.

"Yes, Abah. We'll have to cook, wash clothes, wash dishes, clean the dorm and so on, Abah." Rudi replied to his activities this morning.

"Breakfast first, son. Breakfast is ready in the kitchen. Stay at the dinner table." Said Mrs Ainun.

Ghibran became disinclined with Mr. Ismail and Mr. Ainun. "Not bother, Ummi. We were the ones who were visiting too early. We're going back to the dorm."

"Rizki can't be rejected, son. All the way to Ayra's family." Connect Mr. Ismail. "At the dormitory, there's not necessarily breakfast, is there?"

Ghibran and Rudi looked at each other and asked for approval from each other's eyes.

"Come on, don't think too much. Abah will change your mind and drive you out."

"Why did you say that, anyway?!" Ms. Ainun patted her husband's arm slowly.

"Don't be angry, Ummi. We used to joke like that with them. Is it Ghibran, Rudi?"

Ghibran and Rudi just nodded.

"Come.." Say Mr. Ismail again. He headed for the kitchen followed by four people behind him.

Ms. Ainun and Chayra were immediately busy preparing dishes on the dining table.

Ghibran did not expect the stubborn woman he thought was a spoiled child to be so adept at serving food on the table. His eyeballs kept moving following Chayra's movements coming in and out of the kitchen, bring it.

Mr. Ismail just smiled at the behavior of Ghibran. It was evident in Ghibran's eyes, admiration for his nephew.

Rudi pinched slowly on Ghibran's thigh. He immediately glanced towards Mr. Ismail as Ghibran looked at him in annoyance.

"What's up, Rudi?" Ask Mr. Ismail in a relaxed tone.

"No, there's nothing, Abah."

"Son Ghibran!"

Ghibran immediately looked. " Eh, i.iya, Abah."

"Are your eyes not tired, from earlier follow the movement of Ayra to and fro?"

The ghibran immediately bowed. He rubbed his neck.

Embarrassed?

Don't ask again. Mr. Ismail did ask casually. But his words were directly on target. The one asked immediately died of lice.

"Don't look too much, son. He's not halal for you. If you want to be satisfied to look at it, immediately stop not waiting too long."

Ghibran is still unmoved. He stayed down while listening to the advice of Mr. Ismail.

"True Abah, Ghi. Hitch it immediately." Rudi said while nudging Ghibran's arm. He raised his eyebrows tempting the Ghibran, although the Ghibran stared at him with a cynical look.

"What the hell are you, Rud?!" That was all Ghibran said to avenge Rudi.

"Sstt, don't be noisy, they're coming again. "Whisper Mr. Ismail to the two people in front of him. And it looked as if Bu Ainun and Chayra had just come out of the kitchen carrying the last dish.

Rudi looked at Ghibran with a triumphant gaze. Actually he wanted to blow his laughter to see a dead and helpless Ghibran in front of Mr. Ismail and his family.

"Come, please enjoy.." Said Mrs Ainun inviting her two guests.

They had breakfast quietly without any chatter.

Suddenly Amrina showed up." Why didn't Abah and Ummi wait for Adek to have breakfast?" He was shaking his lips. "Son's sister Ayra too." Reciprocity.

Chayra got up and approached the little girl. "I'm sorry Brother, Adek. Abah, Ummi the same brother the arrival of the guest earlier. So we have breakfast first because the guests want to go back to their dormitory immediately.

"Where's the guest, brother? How come Rina didn't see?" Amrina.

Chayra shifted her body." That's.." Show it to Ghibran and Rudi who still enjoy breakfast.

"Ups, sorry, Rina didn't see that." He said while closing his mouth.

They all smiled at Amrina's actions.

Chayra grabbed Amrina's small hand. He invited the little girl to sit down next to him to enjoy breakfast.

Amrina noticed the two guests beside her. He tilted his head slightly so that he could more freely see their faces. "Oh, it turns out his guests are Brother Ghibran and Brother. mm.." Amrina tapped her chin with her index finger trying to remember Rudi's name. "Mmm.. brother Ru..di ?" The experimenter guessed.

Rudi nodded happily. "Kak Ghibran's name is immediately remembered, while Kak Rudi's name, why did Adek almost forget?"

"Because Ghibran's brother is handsome. If Brother Rudi looks a little, mmm. less handsome."

"Well?!" Rudi melengos heard Amrina's reply. The others laughed immediately.

"The brothers in Santri Putri Dormitory, will say that, Ummi.." The girl said plainly.

Mr. Ismail shook his head trying to stop the laughter while beristighfar. Chayra and Ms. Ainun took part.

Ghibran whispered in Rudi's ear. "I'm not a vengeful person because I'm always patient. But, God returned my patience through Amrina..Gk.gk-s..gk."

Rudi rubbed his ears in annoyance, glancing at Ghibran cynically.

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Three months passed..

The relationship between Ghibran and Chayra seems to be improving. They always tell each other even if only through a short message.

Today, Ghibran is sitting on the living room sofa of Mr. Ismail's house. Not with Rudi anymore. Today he came with his parents.

They will talk seriously. Ghibran has said he will not marry Chayra anytime soon when they meet. But, it seemed like he was going to betray that remark.

The ghibran squeezes his two interlocking hands together. She's really nervous. His parents patted him on the shoulder to encourage his son.

Mr. Ismail and Mr. Ainun who had welcomed the arrival of Ghibran's parents were chatting casually in the living room. Unlike the Ghibran who has looked tense since sitting on the sofa.

"Assalamualaikum" said Chayra and Amrina simultaneously.

Chayra was surprised to see Ghibran, who was already there, sitting flanked by two people he did not know. The smile that was just now disappeared instantly. He felt something in his heart.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied the five people who had been waiting for his arrival in the living room.

"Ayra, here, son." Said Mrs Ainun.

"Kok Ayra's brother who is called Ummi? Adek Rina why not be called the same Ummi?" Said the little girl who was still standing next to Chayra. He snaps her while turning his lips. Anyone who saw it must be anxious about the behavior of the little girl.

Mrs Ainun got up to her daughter. He stroked slowly Amrina's head while explaining something in the girl's ear. Suddenly Amrina smiled happily while nodding her head. He held onto the twenty thousand banknotes that Umminya had given him.

"Okay, Ummi. But, who's Lina going with?"

"Try Adek to be accompanied by Big Brother who is sitting by the pool." Said Mrs Ainun.

"OK, Ummi. Then Adek go first huh.. Assalamualaikum.da.." The girl ran out of the house.

Mrs Ainun held Chayra's hand and invited her to sit next to Mr. Ismail.

"Guet to meet, son." Said Mr. Ismail. "Do you know who's sitting in front of you?" Ask Chayra while pointing at the three people sitting in front of them.

Chayra nodded but immediately shook her head again. "Ayra knew only Ghibran, Abah." Answer with a down.

The three people in front of him smiled looking at his behavior.

"Do you want to know us, son?" Ask Ghibran's mom.

Chayra raised her face and looked at the middle-aged woman in front of her. He returned the smile and then nodded. "Of course, Mom."

"I'm Laela, son. And this is my husband, Marzuki. We're Ghibran's real parents."

Duars!

Like being struck by lightning. Chayra's face instantly turned a dead red. He immediately lowered. His heart immediately riled. His heart rate's getting tighter. What exactly was the purpose of Ghibran to bring his parents to the house of Mr. Ismail.

"Mm. sorry. Can I go to the bathroom for a minute." Still down.

"Please, Son." Bu Laela immediately invited.

Chayra immediately rushed out of the living room and into her room. His feelings are really mixed.

Ghibran said goodbye to him a few days ago. But, he did not tell her the reason for going home and was stupid again, neither did Chayra ask.

Chayra looked at her reflection in front of the mirror. He continued to regulate his breathing until the red hue that appeared on his face slowly faded away. He approached the door of the room and took a deep breath before heading out to meet his guests again.

"May all be well, God. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim..." He said while pulling the doorknob. He went back to the living room. He sat down next to his mother.

Ghibran stared at him for a long time, but Chayra was reluctant to return the gaze of the man in front of him. Once he returned the gaze of Ghibran. Chayra squinted her eyes and stared with an intimidating look.

Brother Ghibran owes me an explanation. That's what Chayra's gaze meant to her. The ghibran lowered his head and squeezed his fingers back together.

"Do you know what it means to have Nak Ghibran and his family here, son?" Ask Mr. Ismail to Chayra.

Chayra looked at Ismail. "No, Abah." He answered while shaking his head.

"They came with good intentions, son. Son Ghibran came here intending to make you his wife.

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