My Bow to the Destiny of Love
Preparation

Ghibran stared around the living room. Looking at the living room decorated with flowers, the man smiled wryly. Suddenly his eyes warmed up. He lowered his head swallowing the growing disappointment.

"Astagfirullahal'adzim, what's wrong with you, Ghi?" Zidane suddenly patted Ghibran hard on the shoulder.

"Allahuacabar.." Ghibran immediately rubbed his chest in surprise.

"You why? Regret coming here?"

"No, it's not like that either." Ghibran lowered his head. "I just still can't believe that the woman I love will soon be killed by another man."

Zidane was silent for a moment. "Why are you still thinking about this, Ghi? You also deserve to be happy. Don't just because Ayra is married to someone else, then you can't be happy. You'll regret it for the rest of your life if that's the case."

Ghibran was silent at Zidane's remarks. If only the Chayra family knew the purpose of coming here to make sure to the Chayra. Perhaps they would all shake their heads because of his persistence.

"I've told you many times. If you only expect happiness from one woman. Then forever you will not be able to live happily. For example, as at this time. You can never laugh if you are principled, if your happiness is only in a woman named Chayra Azzahra.

Zidane took a deep breath before continuing his sentence. "Why did I say that? Because the woman you hope will give you happiness, has chosen to be happy with other men."

"He won't be happy with that man." Ghibran replied firmly.

"Who will know God's future destiny, Ghi."

"The man did not love her nor did he want her."

"But Ayra wanted it. Don't ask me to argue anymore. I also want to be happy like the one who gets married tomorrow."

"M.. you mean?"

Zidane stared at Ghibran. Leaning his body a few inches away from Ghibran's face. "Chayra Azzahra, my sister, will hold a marriage contract tomorrow afternoon. If you want to be a witness to that. Set up here and pray for them, may be a family that is very happy warahmah."

"Yetoo...!" Ghibran pushed Zidane's face hard. "I'm going home now.." Get up and hurry out of the house.

"Maha.." Zidane laughed out loud. "Hey, Ghibran Abdullah. Where you going? You're not good with the others." A little run towards the door.

"Greetings to Mom, Ummi and Abi. Tell me I'm in a hurry and can't wait for them."

"For Zahra too?"

"Noooo! I don't care about him anymore. I went Zi. Assalamualaikum.." Zidane got into the car immediately after finishing his sentence. The car was being ripped at high speed. I don't remember being in a housing complex.

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Ardian looked restless and agitated. Today is a day that will be a day that opens up the veil of her impiety, with a woman named Chayra Azzahra.

Pacing back and forth in the room like an insane person. The first time in his life's history he woke up before dawn. Usually at that time he will just close his eyes, after a night of staying up with work that contains sin.

Repeatedly he launched a qobul reading that he had to read later. "Huh, why should I mention the girl's name continuously. Her name's tacky again." He said, annoyed. Ardian got up to the balcony of his room. His smile expands when he remembers, if the place is a favorite of Amira if it comes to his house.

His mouth continued to recite lafadz qobul even without sound. His thoughts about Amira instantly froze when he forgot the continuation of his memorization.

"Aaargghhh, shit..how could I forget again anyway?!" Ardian ruffled his hair in annoyance.

"Amira. I'd be tired if I thought I'd keep going." Throwing his body on the sofa in annoyance. "Until when my life will apes like this. Life is full of pressure. Now I'm not a wife, Papi and Mami tell me all kinds. Being told to learn ablah, learn to pray, learn njai lah. Keep time for me to have fun when...?" Ardian rubbed his face violently.

"Ardian, why aren't you ready?!"

Ardian gasped in shock and immediately stood up. "P.. Papi..?"

"Why did you prick yourself from earlier? It's already seven o'clock. MUA is coming soon. You look like you're tangled up like that. Haven't had your bath?"

"Yes, I'm gonna take a shower, Pi." Passing his papa leisurely.

"Wait..!" Sucipto stopped his son's steps

Ardian turned around lazily. "What else, Pi?"

"Stop thinking about and mentioning Amira's name again. You will have a new life. Amira is your past and Ayra will be your future."

Ardian was silent at the words of his papi. Without a second thought, he rushed to the bathroom leaving Sucipto still standing on the spot.

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"The piercing in my ears just opened, Ma'am." Ardian's orders were flat on a woman who was blotting on him.

"Just open it, Ma'am. My future wife Ustadzah. I don't want him to be disappointed when I don't comply with his desire to take this thing off." Ardian touched a black object that was still attached to his ear.

Ardian closed his eyes while sighing heavily. His sense of regret for Chayra grew even more so, as the woman lightly filed some requirements with him a few days ago.

Flashback...

The day before the engagement.

"What's this?" Ardian grabbed the map that Chayra thrust into his front.

"That's the terms I've put forward before you officially become my husband."

Ardian knitted his brows. Highlight his eyes sharply stared at Chayra, as if asking for an explanation with that requirement intent.

"Gue doesn't understand." Ardian re-takes the map to Chayra. Shifting his eyes held back the annoyance. Suppose they were both, he would have thrown the map roughly into Chayra's face.

Ardian always tried to be polite to Chayra if in front of both parents. If not, there is a lot at stake.

"You'll know if you've read it." Chayra replied calmly. Pushing the map back in front of Ardian.

Ardian exhaled violently. Forced to read the terms the girl had filed.

"Lho, how the terms are that it harms everyone."

Chayra smile. "Nobody harms you if you understand the content of that requirement."

Renata, who was sitting opposite her son, turned to sit beside Ardian. "Try the Mother who read Dear. We can complain, can't we, Ayra, if something's incriminating for us?"

Chayra nodded while smiling gently.

Ardian glanced at Chayra's smile. Staring in any direction because of annoyance. He wanted to get out of the house and get some fresh air.

Renata grabbed the map from his son's hand. Read one by one the requirements proposed by Chayra. "Mh.. Mami think, this requirement is nothing to harm you, dear. This is all good. That means that in the future, you'll be a better person."

Ardian again exhaled violently. Hoping to get a defense from her mom. But what he got was exactly the opposite.

Flashback...

Nine o'clock in the morning. The Ardian family's entourage left for the Chayra residence. The wedding ceremony was held at the girl's house at her request.

Chayra at her house had already made preparations. Tears did not stop flowing from her eyes.

"Dek, don't cry and hold dong. Mbak Dini, the makeup artist who decorated Chayra continued to babble because of the tears that continued to flow.

"If Adek continues to cry, Mbak is afraid later said not to be the same boss."

"Sorry, you're a hassle, I admit..."

"So Adek should keep smiling because it's Adek's happy day."

Chayra smiled faintly. He immediately fell silent, taking a deep breath. Trying to think clearly so that his tears do not come out again.

"Well, that's the Dek dong. Smile looks even more beautiful." Say it while continuing his work.

About half an hour passed..

Finally Chayra could stand up and stare at the reflection of her entire limb in the mirror. A faint smile returned from his lips. Suddenly she thought, Suppose Ghibran would be her husband at this time. Happiness will be his. And she will be the happiest woman today.

Chayra took another deep breath as her eyes warmed up and wanted to leave again.

"Sir, why do you look sad again? Don't tell me you want to cry again.." Dini who was cleaning her makeup tools immediately expressed her concern when she looked at Chayra.

Chayra smiled faintly again. "God willing, I will not cry, Ma'am." Her lips twitched and her nose flailed as she answered.

"Hold hold dear yeah.. Ma'am please."

Chayra nodded. Try to fill his mind with things that can make him happy.

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