My Bow to the Destiny of Love
Surprise after surprise from Husband

Ardian invited his wife to pray together after venting all the tightness he felt. Time has shown at half-five. Chayra who started to worry about her son hurriedly invited her husband to come home.

"We pray first, dear. We will pray too late if we have to go home first. Not to mention there's Adzra later. You're afraid you can't pray anymore."

Chayra was silent for a second. Her husband was no longer as stiff as before. "But there's a face here, isn't there, Mom?"

Ardian. "Mm. I'm looking first in Mommy's room."

"Wait, Mom!"

Ardian turned back. "What's wrong?"

"Mommy isn't here?"

Ardian nodded. "I followed him this morning when I left for the office."

"But why isn't the car here, Mas?"

Ardian breathed a harsh breath while looking at his wife. "Mommy sold the car, honey. I'll tell you everything. If I tell you now, there we'll delay the prayer again." Ardian turned back and continued his steps.

Chayra hurried to follow her husband. "I'm coming, Mas."

"Follow it, no one is forbidden." Ardian only glanced at his wife as he continued walking.

Ardian knocked on the door of his Mama's room slowly. "Mommy ... Mommy's inside, right? I'm gonna borrow it for Chay."

The door opened, revealing the woman who was the occupant of the room. "What's up, kid? When did you come here?" Ms. Renata came out still wearing a face. It seems like he just finished praying.

Seeing her mama like that made Ardian widen his smile. "Mm ... just now, Mi, and Chay are also." His hand pointed at Chayra who was standing behind him.

Hearing her name, Chayra lowered her head from behind her husband's back. He smiled grimacingly as he approached Ms. Renata. "Sorry, Mi, Ayra was immediately taken by Mas Ardian into the room earlier. Ayra also didn't know that Mami was here."

Miss Renata smiled a little. "It's okay, son. By the way are you looking for Mami?"

"Chay wants to borrow a face, Mi. I had brought him here for a moment. But, we were even preoccupied with chatting, until we did not realize that Ashar time had entered since we set foot on the porch of the house."

"Wait a minute, Mommy get it in the closet."

"Look, Chay.. My mom changed now. Mommy wants to pray, baby."

"Alhamdulillah, Mother. I look at it too."

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That night...

Chayra leaned spoiled on her husband's chest. When returning from the old house, Adzra was brought by Miss Santi, so now they can relax.

"Mas, there's no Adzra at home who feels lonely like a gini." Chayra rubbed Ardian's chest.

"This is what we need from yesterday, honey. We need time together so we can talk to each other openly."

"Hmm .." That's just Chayra's answer. Her head was sticking to her husband's chest.

"Chayra Azzahra's.." Ardian smiled as he gently stroked his wife's head.

"What?" Chayra.

"What did you poison me until I was this crazy about you? Or are you wearing a rocking jaran pellet?"

"Huh ... What the hell is that, Mas?! How do I know that's the case." Chayra slapped Ardian's chest.

"Why did I get to this, honey? I'm like I'm on a pellet with you."

"Huh, I pellet you wear a do'a, Mas. After that prayer I always say your name. And I always ask for good for our little family, Mas. Mm. when I haven't loved you yet .. I also always pray."

"What do you say?" Ardian furrowed his brows holding back a smile as he pulled his wife's cheek slowly.

"Mm. .. I said gini," Chayra held up her seat. His hands were raised as if he were praying. "O Allah, if this man is indeed the best mate you have given to you, open the door of this heart to receive one another."

"Is that what you always say in the do'a?"

"Mh.." Chayra nodded steadily. "We'll have dinner first, Mas." Chayra got out of bed.

"Astagfirullahal'adzim, Mas. If you want that, instead of being full, you will get hungry later. We'll have to put a lot of energy into that."

Ardian laughed satisfiedly at the annoyed expression of his wife. "Let's eat then. Later after eating you have to fulfill your obligations as a wife."

"Huh, this afternoon ngawur ngantur not clear. Now even ask for rations."

"To treat that bad feeling, dear."

Chayra looked back at her husband. "Oh yes, Mas. Later if Brother Ghibran comes back to your office, you just call me."

"For what?!" Ardian asked cynically. "You want to meet her."

"Eh, I'm su'udzon." Chayra, who had stepped back, brushed off her husband's arm and sat back down. "Don't say anything weird. I don't like it.." Chayra pulls Ardian's cheek. He got up again, but his hand was held by Ardian.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm hungry, Mom. We'll have dinner first."

"You get off first, I'm gonna go to the bathroom for a second." Ardian released his hand.

Dinner was quiet because there was no Adzra that was usually noisy. After dinner, Ardian entered the room first. Chayra came up after Bi Idah came to wash their former dinner.

Upon entering the room, Chayra was surprised to find her husband wearing a jacket. "Well, why wear a jacket, Mom? Do you want to sleep in that style?"

"Who said? It's only eight o'clock. We're out yuk!"

"Where ...?"

"Where aja. I want to take a walk on a motorcycle."

Chayra is still standing. She seemed confused by her husband's impromptu plan. "Are you sure you want to use a motorbike, Mom?"

"Why not?"

"Where does the bike go?"

"There's ahead. You get ready." Ardian said as he looked at his wife from the mirror.

"You're weird, Mom. The feeling from earlier I got a surprise constantly." Chayra replied as she passed.

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Ardian's big motorbike passed gallantly on the highway that is still crowded with users.

"Mas, where are we going?" Chayra still kept asking because she had not received a definite answer from her husband.

"Not going anywhere, baby. Just make sure you take a walk. Lately I've been coming home all night so there's no time for you."

The Ardian motorbike stopped at the parking lot of the city's largest shopping mall. "Why go to the Mall, Mas?" Chayra still looks confused.

"I told you, we need time for both. From yesterday I was busy. I want to tell you something, too." Reply Ardian. His hands were busy opening his wife's helmet.

Pov Ardian...

I want to laugh at my wife's expression. Ever since we got home from Mami's house, she was repeatedly surprised that everything was going so suddenly. I never told everything. Starting from the house that I redeemed, the mami car that I sold, I bought this big motorbike also without his knowledge.

Hah, it feels plong after saying everything to Chay. Yes ... although he looks shocked. I took him to the Mall tonight. Uh, he's grunting. He said there was nothing to buy because everything was still there.

This woman is different. It is different inside and out from most women in general. My woman doesn't like shopping. Buying something is just as necessary. Maybe that's what makes his savings money up to that much. He was young, but the money he had was more than the money of big bosses.

Now I understand the words I hear often. Often wealth is hidden behind simplicity. I admit my wife has that expression. I admit to losing away from him if it's a money management problem. But, if it was a matter of effort, he was not afraid to spend money. His soul like this was very similar to the nature of Akmal's grandfather. The hereditary soul of the businessman.

I took his hand to enter the Mall. He smiled as he glanced at his hand. I also feel how that ... earlier this afternoon I said the same thing because of her ex-boyfriend. Chay is innocent in this. But it was Mr. Ghibran's selfishness that made me hurt. I feel like I want to blame this woman of mine, why did she want to meet that man.

But I have no right to judge someone's past. I also have a dark past. My wife never even bothered about the past. How could I possibly want to judge him for having a selfish ex.

I smiled to myself. I slowly kissed her head after we entered the Mall. That surprised him. Spontaneously her hand brushed against my arm. His eyes looked at me with annoyance. "Mas .. This is a public place." Speak with a soft voice.

I rolled my eyes teasing him.

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