When My Wish Is In Line With My Destiny
46. Misunderstanding

Luxury private car in white with black variations, has arrived in front of Astma' house'.

The car parked on the side of the road in front of the girl's house.

"I'll stay a while, sir."

"Yes neng. Don't you want to go to Temenin?"

"No need sir, it's just in front of here sir house."

"Oh jaudah, be careful."

"Yes Mr. Rashid."

A girl with a tosca green robe and a plain black headscarf, got out of the car carrying a laptop bag on her back and some parcels in her hands.

Her look looked so graceful, her face was pure white charming, her smile constantly unraveling on her jelly face.

The state of the house looks so quiet, the front door is closed but not tight, there is a little gap that opens and he can see the situation in it.

They were all gathered in the living room talking about something.

Icha took his position sitting on the bench on the terrace, then put his luggage on the table.

The girl is still waiting there.

Unintentionally, their conversation sounded in his ears.

The voice came back he heard, Icha recognized him so much.

He wanted to go inside and meet her.

"Meheira asks Zain to marry her as well as her family. They gave Zain time to make a decision, Zain couldn't decide for himself, Zain needed an opinion from all of you."

"Mas is istikharah already?"

"It's Us."

"What is the decision then?"

"There's no answer yet to As."

"If of your own how is le?"

ask mother.

"If from Zain himself......"

His memory goes back to the girl. He can not forget it just like that, he also can not deny his own feelings that until now Ica still master it.

Asma' saw there was doubt from the look on his brother's face.

"Don't Mas, Asma' won't agree until Mas marries the woman. Asthma' does not want Mas." cetus Asma' just like that.

Zain looked at his sister.

"Why nduk?"

"Asma' does not agree sir, Mas must remember with a girl who is still in love, the girl also has the same feelings as mas Zain. Don't betray your own feelings. Don't let him get hurt a second time."

Asthma's tears just melted away.

Zain knew what he meant, he understood his sister's expression.

His heart rippled when he found out that the girl also had the same feelings as him.

Everything was clear once, there was nothing else he could hope for, it seemed like he had to bury his feelings deeply.

Her tears melted the difference felt so tight, her heart kept wondering.

Who is Maheira? As for herself I wonder if she is a better woman than him that easily Zain turned away from her?

"It's easy for God to turn his heart around to like other women, we can't expect more As."

Those words came back to his mind.

Asthma' momentarily fell silent and looked back at her watch. He just remembered, Icha should have arrived earlier, he decided to get out of the house.

"Mak Ica."

The girl had wiped away her tears I she got up and looked at Asthma' with a smile, as if nothing had happened to her.

Asma's eyes were still staring at him, he could feel if the girl before him had just wiped away her tears and hid her own sadness.

"Have you been drunk here for a long time?"

"Not so As."

"Em.. This is As's laptop, this is also some parcels for mom and dad, all of them."

"Thank you very much Ma'am, Jazakillah Khairan."

"Wa iyyaki As."

"I'm sorry, I've been waiting a long time."

"Yes, not papa As."

"Mdad want to go home? Don't you want to talk first?

"Like yes As, next time yes, fear of the night later."

"If kemaleman nginep here Ma'am."

"No need to As, ntar ngerepotin."

"No, it won't be mbak."

The girl smiled back.

"Don't you meet Mas Zain?"

Hearing the name, Icha's eyes re-glazed, she immediately lowered her face and quickly wiped her tears.

"Maybe another time. Say hello to him As, congratulations on his highest predicate."

"Wouldn't you like to talk to me directly?"

"I'll say goodbye first. Assalamualaikum."

"Greetings to mom too."

"Wassalamu'alaikum."

The girl left. Asthma' still standing in place.

The young man also continued to look at it from the door, he also heard the chatter of the two of them from earlier.

His heart continued to rustle, his steps as if he wanted to advance forward ran up to him and prevented him from leaving. He looked at the girl, then grabbed her hands and explained everything.

But as if something was blocking him, Zain continued to be privileged in his heart.

"Mak Ica."

Asma's call stopped her step which was a little more about to get into the car.

"She heard it all?"

ask Asthma' suddenly.

"Without intentionally As."

"Mas Zain has not given any decision to them Ma'am, he is also confused, his love is still the same Mbak Icha, not the same woman. Don't be disappointed."

Icha then raised her face.

"I'm not disappointed with anyone. I don't ask anyone to keep their feelings the same as me. Don't force As, let him choose with his own faith and heart."

"Asma' dear sister Icha, Asma' will not let Mbak Icha get hurt again, Mbak Icha also have the right to live happily together with a good person loved."

Asma' hugged him, the tears were again melted from the eyes of the two. Who would be able to hold back his tears if he saw this kind of situation, even Zain himself could not help it either.

His eyes were fixed on the girl from a distance their eyes met each other.

"Thank you you for loving me As. Do not think too much, let all this go according to the destiny and provisions of God. I'll learn to be a stronger woman born inward."

The smile re-emerged from her beautiful face.

Icha took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly.

Their conversation had ended, Icha got into his car and drove away leaving Asma' who was still standing still in his place.

Praying is how I love you........

and my silence is the way I love you the most......

The car continues to go at medium speed following the highway flow crowded by its users.

Icha still can not forget what he listened to earlier, his desire to meet in person and congratulate his achievements was dashed.

From the windshield, Mr. Rashid continued to pay attention to the girl. He recognized her so much, even he and his wife were instrumental in taking care of the girl from baby to this size.

Mr. Rashid could see the sadness from the look on his face, although a million smiles he had described to cover up the sadness in his heart.

Icha no talking anything to Mr. Rosyid is not like leaving earlier.

The look on his face turned to the window of the car, his tears melting again, as if there was no way to be able to stem it.

The young man's face was still stuck in his mind, the face of a girl who was so fond of him was also still stuck in his mind.

"If that is the case, Asma' will continue to pray that Mas Zain's heart does not move on to other women. Because Asma' believes that Mas Zain's mate is Mbak Icha, Asma' wants Mbak Icha who will be Asma's sister-in-law later."

"May God grant it."

"Amen."

Asma' phrase this one is also still very much he remembered until now, he hopes that God will grant it. I hope there is a chance for him to be with the people he loves.

"Wouldn't stop by first?" ask Mr. Rashid who opened the conversation, when their car passed his favorite restaurant.

"No, sir, next time."

"Neng Ica hasn't eaten since noon."

"No papa sir, Icha is still full."

Mr. Rashid just nodded and went back on his wheel.

It's At Home...........

Icha got out of the car and walked slowly into her house.

The girl walked around unnoticed, without her noticing that her house had been a guest.

A white Rush car was parked first in the car park.

When he opened the door slowly, a young man came running up to him.

"Grand."

Icha looked at him with a smile, the sadness in her heart seemed to just disappear when she saw her nephew coming to greet her.

The little young man pulled his hand and brought himself to his two parents who were sitting together in the living room.

"Mother, ammah has come home." she told him in her adorable little voice.

The pair of young old men sitting side by side with matching faces directed their gazes at the girl their little son had brought.

"Zizi, Kafa." said.

Zizi stood up from his seat and scattered his embrace at the girl.

"It's a long time I've never played here."

"Yes, sorry Cha, Mas Kafa's work cannot be left behind. I'm also busy taking care of Mama, because Mama's health is less stable."

"How do you want to go now?"

"Alhamdulillah is better."

"I also have no time to travel there, last I saw Ghifar still learning to crawl, eh now can run away" said Icha while looking at Ghifar with a smile.

Zizi replied to him too with a big smile.