My Bow to the Destiny of Love
Chayra is in Hospital

The silent atmosphere occurred after Ghibran landed one of his fists on Ardian. The man was still clutching tightly onto the collar of the man's shirt.

"Take me off..!" Ardian tries to pull himself from the clutches of the Ghibran.

"I won't let you go before you return Zahra as you used to."

"Where can I. He is so much like that. People aren't like that when I play."

"Shut your mouth!" The ghibran is pulling Ardian's collar. He landed one of his fists on Ardian's left cheek.

"Stop..!" Ms. Renata pulls Ghibran's body to release her son.

Ardian touched the bloody tip of his lips when Ghibran pulled his mother.

"Let go..!" Ghibran wagged his hand which was pulled by Bu Renata.

"Don't hurt my son beyond the limit. I could've reported you to the police."

"Please, Mistress. Did you forget that your son has a much worse case than what I did. It's nothing compared to what he's done to Zahra."

Miss Renata finally fell silent. He simply rolled his eyeballs to vent his sense of regret.

Their attention was distracted when they saw Mr. Ismail carrying Chayra's body. The other family was behind.

"Where are you taking him?" Mr. Akmal immediately approached and saw Chayra's face that had turned deathly pale.

"We're taking him to the hospital, Abi. The doctor who handled it is out of town." Ms. Ainun replied because her husband rushed so that he could not answer her questions.

Mr. Akmal turned to look at his guest. "We'll continue later. I've got to take my granddaughter to the Hospital." Rushed out of the house following the car that Mr. Ismail had brought.

The simple sound of crying made Mr. Akmal upset. They just got to the hospital. However, the commotion due to the crying disturbed the calmness of the Hospital. "Why are you crying? Ayra will be fine. Don't disturb the peace of others because of your noise."

Alesha, Amira and Tina instantly wiped her tears. They sat in the lobby because they were not allowed to enter the IGD room.

About an hour passed as Bu Santi and Bu Ainun walked out of the room. While Mr. Ismail pacing back and forth here and there take care of it. Mr. Ismail approached Mr. Akmal who was sitting with three Chayra friends.

"Mh.. Abi, Santi won't take VIP treatment. He wants to take the first-class ward, she said."

Mr. Akmal turned around when he heard the voice of his son-in-law. "No!" firmly answer. "Why does he make money for his daughter's care he's still calculating."

"B. No, Abi. But, he meant for Chayra to see a lot of people and she didn't feel alone."

"Stay it will make him uncomfortable. His name is a sick person for sure he will need comfort and tranquility. This is if there's a sick person next to her, how will she focus on the healing process."

Mr. Ismail was silent. Not having to argue with her in-laws.

"Where are you, tell Santi that I've chosen the nursery for my granddaughter."

"Yes, Abah." Mr. Ismail finally passed without comment. He was right in his in-laws' nature. Firm and do not like to be denied his will.

Finally Miss Santi relented after Mr. Ismail and Ms. Ainun assured me that everything would be fine. The two will also be staying at the Hospital for Chayra.

"If Mrs Ainun stays, who will take care of Amrina and Mayra, Ma'am?"

"Later Zidane will take care of his younger siblings."

"Zidane is a man, Ma'am."

"It's okay, he's used to taking care of them. Mayra's also grown up, already able to shower and eat alone." Ms. Ainun replied more convincingly. "Why are you only worried about your kids, Dek. Come to think of it, your son is also who will take care of it."

Miss Santi smiled blandly. "The baby is big, Ma'am. Can take care of himself. Cooking instant noodles can already be. Fried tempeh can also."

"Bian is the same age as Mayra. He's the only guy who can take care of himself, especially Mayra who's a girl."

"Thank you, Ma'am for your concern for us."

Ms. Ainun smiled as she hugged Ms. Santi. "This is our duty, Dek. If we don't intervene, then who?"

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The girl who had always kept her distance because she kept her honor. The girl who had always kept her aura very closely. A girl who keeps ethics wherever she is.

Now the girl is weakly helpless. The honor that he had been guarding had been taken away by unethical men. The aura that he had always kept tightly shut had already been forcefully opened by the heartless man.

Ghibran rubbed his face rough. The woman he admired felt unworthy of living with him. However, seeing Chayra's attitude like that made Ghibran's Love deepened in the woman.

"Ghi, don't daydream. Let's go home."

"I don't want to go back if I'm not with Zahra."

Ghibran and Zidane come to visit Chayra. However, when Zidane invited Ghibran home, the man immediately refused. He refused to leave Chayra. He wanted to see the woman open her eyes and realize that she was beside him.

"Do you want to stay here?"

Ghibran nodded without looking at Zidane. His gaze was still straight at the girl who was still sleeping soundly in front of him.

"Ayra needs a break. If you exist, it can even interfere with his rest. Some of his friends are gonna catch up tonight. Do you want to sleep around women later?"

"No!" Ghibran replied firmly. He shuddered in horror. Just imagine it makes her stomach nauseous. Especially if that's what happened.

"Let's go home."

"Later on, Zi. I want to wait for Zahra to wake up."

"But when? Soon the Maghrib. How about Adzan reverberate while we're still on the road. Kan, we can't reward the beginning of time."

"Why confuse that? If the Adhan reverberates, we stay down from the vehicle and pray congregation in the nearest Mosque. Easy right? It's just a bother." Look back at Chayra.

Zidane could finally only take a heavy breath. This friend of his really pissed him off. Lately, Ghibran really tested his patience because of his behavior that only wants to win by himself.

"Yes if you want to stay. I'm going home. I want to pray at home, not on the street like you."

Ghibran glanced at Zidane annoyed. "Zidane, what the hell are you doing, making a real person?"

"You're the one who pulled out from yesterday, Ghi. You've been a girl for a long time, wanting to but not listening to anyone else."

Ghibran gawked at Zidane's remarks. "Me, like a girl?" pointed at his chest.

"Yes, you want a lot, but you don't want to listen to others."

Rise up and scratch his head like a fool. "I don't know what happened to me. I really felt empty and worried to see Zahra's situation like this. I just wanted to kill that guy so Zahra's pain would be avenged. But..."

"Russia, Ghi. You're the other person, who just loves my sister, feeling that way. Have you ever thought about how we feel as a family? Like you said, if there's no law, I want to kill that heartless bastard."

"When will Grandpa solve this problem?"

"Grandfather handed it to Ayra. Whatever Chayra wants, it's gonna be done to the guy."

The ghibran was silent for a while. "M.. What if Zahra wanted the death penalty?"

Zidane shrugged his shoulders. "Yes, he might be killed."

"But, this is a state of law."

"Not to be killed for real. It was possible that he was slowly killed by means of poison. Or maybe he was told to poison himself.'

"Wear what poison?"

"Rat poison."

"What poison rats can produce in the human body."

"Crazy for you, the poison still kills. Drink baygon aja that poison mosquitoes, die. Mosquitoes are small creatures. Especially the rat poison which is bigger. Can your brain work? You are a Lecturer.."

"Hehehehe..." Ghibran smiled grimacingly, bewildered by his stupidity. His brain could not work at its maximum at the moment due to the problems that were piling up in his head.

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