My Bow to the Destiny of Love
Really want to learn

The man in front of her made Chayra and her three friends immediately lowered their heads.

"I'm sure some of you know me."

Students look at each other to find out.

"Did no one want me?"

"Execute yourself, Bro." Tapping one of the students.

"Is this how you were with your Lecturer?"

The student heard the man in front of him. "M. I'm sorry, sir. S. I guess you're a freshman like that veiled girl." The student spoke with a stutter. His eyes glanced towards Chayra.

The man took a deep breath. "Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wa barokaatuh.introduce my name Ghibran Abdullah, new Lecturer at this University. I hold a Sharia Economics course at your faculty." Spreading his eyes, towards one by one his students. Of course, his heart would feel racing faster as he looked at Chayra Azzahra, the woman who still had her name attached to his heart. Chayra is down. His face was hidden behind the veil he was wearing.

'O Allah, why does the more the girl belong to someone else. He's getting interesting in these eyes.' Inner Ghibran. Avert his eyes immediately. Afraid that he can't control his feelings.

Finally, the class of the day was only filled with introductions.

"I will deliver the material today via zoom yes. Later tonight, at eight you should be ready."

"Yes, Sir.."

"I end, assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wa barokaatuh.." Ghibran left the class after hearing the greetings from his students.

The man sat on a long bench next to the class. Pretend to be making a call by sticking a cell phone in his ear. However, he was waiting for Chayra to come out of the classroom. Researching one by one the students who come out. Just when Tina came out, she immediately stood up. I can guess for sure Chayra will catch up behind the girl.

"Zahra, wait.." he stopped Chayra's steps.

Chayra simply stopped without turning her face.

"I want to talk to you for a minute. Wherever you want."

Chayra simply took a deep breath without answering the man's words.

Alesha who looked at Ghibran only shook her head slowly.

Ghibran looks disappointed. However, she follows in the footsteps of Chayra and her two friends who are walking towards the Campus Cafeteria.

Chayra gasped when she found Ghibran sitting among them.

"Don't throw me out. I just wanted to say something to you."

Chayra grunts. "So, Brother Ghibran should not bother approaching. We've got nothing to do, brother."

"I know that, Zahra. I just want to make sure."

"Nothing to be sure."

Ghibran breathed a heavy sigh. "Are you happy with your marriage? Did that brash guy treat you well."

"Of course he's happy. I treat him very well too." Ardian who had come out of nowhere suddenly sat down beside Chayra and grabbed onto the girl's shoulder. "You don't bother pretending to care for my wife."

"Thank you for taking good care of him. I just ask you, never hurt him. You will be very sorry if you do that. I say goodbye, assalamualaikum.." The ghibran rose and left the place.

Chayra immediately lowered Ardian's hand after the Ghibran passed. But unfortunately, his actions were seen by Ghibran when the man turned his head.

Ghibran smiled faintly. "It turns out you were just doing drama to cover up the suffering you were feeling, Zahra.." continued his steps and reluctantly turned his head again.

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A week has passed since the incident on campus.

That afternoon...

When Chayra was taking a shower. He just remembered that his bath soap was running out. He pondered while staring at Ardian's liquid soap bottle. Is he going to wear that guy's bath soap.

"It's okay sometimes." Said slowly. Poured a bit of that soap into his palm.

After bathing and changing clothes, Chayra searches for Ardian's whereabouts. Spread his sight. Before taking a bath, he saw Ardian walking towards the Balcony. Peering from the glass door. Her lips developed a smile as she saw Ardian was reading. However, seeing the many Arabic sentences in the book, he became curious about the book the man was reading.

"Eh," the surprised Ardian immediately closed the book and overstretched it with his laptop.

"Sorry to interrupt.."

"What's up..?" Ardian looked up slightly at Chayra. But.the familiar scent on his nose made him link his eyebrows.

"I kissed wrong or something. How does my soap smell?"

Chayra smiled grimacingly. "M. sorry, I put on your soap. You see.my bath soap ran out. It was wet already. Darling dong, if I have to wear clothes again. My soap is also gone. So you have to buy first."

Ardian laughed. "The smell of the body is now a gentleman."

Chayra smiled again grimacingly. "Hehehehe.. You're not angry, are you, because I'm using that soap?"

"Ngapain get angry try?" Ardian went into the room. Actually he wants to avoid the Chayra. The more often she interacts with the girl, the more her chest flutters.

Ardian threw his body on the bed while taking a deep breath to normalize his heartbeat.

"Mmm... Can I ask you a favor?" Chayra sat on the side of the bed.

Ardian got up and looked at the woman in wonder. For the first time Chayra asked him for help. Just now his heart feels normal, now his heart is racing again very quickly. "Solicit..?"

"Do you want to accompany me to go buy soap? I don't feel good about having to ask Auntie for help. It's been very late afternoon. To go it alone as well, I'm not sure I'd dare to do it."

Ardian scratched his head. "The car is in the workshop both. Papi has not yet returned to work. Mommy hasn't come home from her friend's house either." Staring Chayra. "Is it okay to go on a motorcycle?" Ardian offers a last resort.

Chayra. Just imagine will be joined by a big motor that alone, the fur of my back is already standing.

"Where? If you want, I'll be sure you know the condition. Not gonna speed on the street."

Chayra glanced at the man. If it doesn't go now, it means you have to use Ardian soap again. He has a sensitive skin type. Fear of skin not matching and experiencing irritation.

"Mm. Yeah, that's okay. But promise yes, don't speed. You see, I've never been on a motorcycle so well."

"Ok. Let's go then. Don't forget to wear a jacket, it's late afternoon. You get the wind."

"Yes.." Chayra passed to take her jacket.

"Are you ready?" Ardian asked as Chayra walked out of the dressing room.

Chayra nodded. Seeing Ardian wearing only a tee shirt and knee-length pants, the girl returned to the dressing room.

"Wear this.." Pouring a jacket and jeans on Ardian.

"No, I used to use a motorcycle. Evening wearing these clothes is okay."

"Don't just be able to advise people, if you can't practice yourself."

Ardian exhaled violently. Grabbing his jacket and pants from Chayra's hands. The mainstay of Chayra that he could not break was the wise words of the girl.

Chayra took off her veil after Ardian came out of the room. Replace it with a mask that he kept in his pocket since.

On the way, Ardian's motorbike caught on suddenly when a motorcycle crucified him violently. However, fate. The motorist directly hit the car that was driving in front of him. Accidents are also inevitable.

Chayra's chest stuck to Ardian's back long enough. Ever since Ardian had caught a sudden look earlier, the girl immediately lowered her head in surprise.

"Sshhhiiii.it......." Ardian. His manhood suddenly stood up as the chewy thing rubbed against his back.

That night, on his return from dropping off Chayra. Ardian's head felt dizzy and throbbing. That is what he usually feels if he does not drink or nge*** within a period of a few days.

A few days back, he's getting along with Chayra. The girl was always nice to him. In fact, Chayra always manages to take her mind off the bad stuff.

Ardian also began to diligently study ablution, prayer and read the holy book of the Qur'an. He really enjoyed this stage of learning.

Some books about Islam he also bought without the knowledge of Chayra and his parents.

However, tonight really feels different. Ardian really wanted that. He racked his brain in order to escape from thinking that. But he really can't. Ever since his back rubbed earlier, his passion had suddenly risen.

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