A UNITY THAT CANNOT BE UNITED

SERENDIPITY = DESTINY + KARMA

The man lay on his back, his gaze raining down on the ceiling of the room. Azizah lay on her head with her arms near her husband's armpits. His arms were coiled in the thick body of the man whose posture resembled that of the bear.

"Umi.." murmured the man.

Azizah looked at her husband's face. The man did not look at him, he remained each in his sight on the ceiling of the room.

"It's twelve years of our marriage" said the man quietly. Azizah improved her posture, this time bowing down, rising to the body of the bear-like man. The man turned his gaze from the ceiling of the room to the face of his wife.

"How much seasoning have we tasted?" ask the man.

"Well, much, Abi." said Azizah with a smile.

The man was a beard. Azizah remembered something. "Abi.." call him.

The man muttered, answering his wife's call.

"I was this afternoon, read an article" Azizah said.

"Continue?" tell the man.

"I found a term. It seems a foreign language.." said Azizah recalls. "What yes? Hmmmm... The serenada? Hmm.. no, no. hmmm... Serenity.. uhm..."

"Serendipity.." guess the guy.

"Lho's? How know? Abi's great, huh?" puji Azizah's.

"That is, good luck.if it is likened to Gorontalo.. similar to the word Lalahunga.." replied the man.

"Well, yeah?" tukas Azizah can't believe it.

"Serendipity is an English term that means coincidence.It is different from the term Lucky which means luck." replied the man.

"It doesn't understand me, Bi." demanded Azizah.

"Serendipity is actually a life experience that we didn't expect but ended up benefiting us by chance" the man replied. "Or can be defined as an opportunity that ends happily, despite making your life change."

"What example?" ask Azizah.

"For example, the discovery of Penicillin by Alexander Fleming" said the man. " Because he saw a fungus in a petri dish killing the bacteria around him. From there was born the discovery of Penicillin."

"That's for medicine... his life... What is the example of life?" ask Azizah.

"Yes, like our love story." he said at the end, smiling.

"Kok, turn it over to us, anyway?" azizah Protest.

"Do you remember how we first met?" lure the man.

Azizah laughed softly. "Abi showed up with Si Qadir, the nyari of my sister, whose daughter was severely punished by Ponpes Hiddentulen..."

The man laughed. The memories flashed again. The term Hidentullen is a word that he created starting from inter-district camp activities held in 2007 yesterday in the field in the village of Botubilotahu.

That night a lot of guests visited, especially from the women. But the hypocritical leader of the cottage forbade on the grounds that it was not a muhrim. With annoyance, the man scolded the principal who still counted his friend because of the behavior of the head of the cottage which was considered pretentious to promote Islamic values. Finally the name of the group that was actually named Hidayatullah, changed itself by the man with the name Hiddentulen.

"You told me that time, in the camp you were chased by a man who had a crush on you." said the man brought up the memories.

"I hid in a fine for Alkhairaat to make sure that person was no longer chasing me." Azizah smiled.

"And at the same time, I fell asleep in the tent, when there was a promise of meeting with SMU 1" said the man again.

"What's his name?" azizah Fishing.

"Forgot.." answered the man briefly. "The twelve-year event is not all I remember. Am I a data bank?"

Azizah was shaking her lips. "Uhm. I know, you still memorize his name, but you pretend to forget." he said.

"Te uwola tiii." said the man smiling. "I really forget, not pretend..."

Azizah was about to look away but her face was immediately captured by the man. "Where are you going?"

Azizah just grunted about to whimper again. The man was anxious and immediately changed the position of his wife. Azizah tried to thrash but could not release her husband's clasp.

"Don't do it!" sergah Azizah with ketus but lirih.

"What do I want to do with you?" said the man. "I just want to comfort myself with this style. Who knows in the middle of it my stuff will react, it's just nyoblos."

Azizah snorted again. The man smiled. "You know?"

"No!" azizah answered softly and curtly.

That guy doesn't care. He returned to telling stories. "Then, I had a dream of getting married at twenty-five. I don't know why that didn't happen. I kept thinking about my life until I met a critical moment, which was the death of my adoptive mother."

Azizah this time listened with interest. The man went back to his story, stroking his wife's private parts.

"I then went to Marisa and nyantri in Pondok Pesantren Hiddentulen.

"Yes.. sssssshhhh.. and Abi.. in matchmaking.... with women.ssshhh.... from the dormitory princess..." sahut Azizah involuntarily hissed reactively as her private parts began to be toyed with by her husband.

"Yes, but somehow I'm not interested" replied the man while doing foreplay. "Your cousin then recommended you to me, after the camp..."

Azizah groaned softly. He began to enter the phase of his enjoyment. The man kept telling stories. "Then your sister was appointed by the head of the cottage and I was invited by Qadir to visit your house..."

Azizah grunted softly and the man did not waste the opportunity. He knew his wife was really stimulated. Immediately marginalized the side of the loincloth, remove the trunk of the auction and slowly sheathed into his wife's peranakan burrow.

Azizah growled softly as her husband began to bully her slowly. The man kept telling stories.

"All the way after that meeting, Si Qadir always told me about you.he then offered to be a matchmaker.." said the man began to raise the intensity of his genjotan.

"And he. realized it." said Azizah and she wriggled toyed with her spirit.

The man continued to do hits and bumps that rhymed until finally he reached the breaking point. The man straightened his body for a moment then collapsed slowly and supported his body on the bed so as not to overlap Azizah who was also exhausted.

"A coincidence... right?" touch the man with a smile.

Azizah just returned smiling then nodded slowly.

...******...

Isaac had listened to Selina's suspension of the salutation from her teacher, The West Perverted. The young man nodded in understanding as the bear-postured man explained everything according to what he had heard from Kenzie and Azkiya.

📲 "I hope you can understand the woman's feelings." said the man.

Isaac tightened his jaw for a moment. His breath was clearly heard.

📲 "You don't get mad at him, Skullen!" the man confirmed his words. "You're the one who's causing the problem. So I want you to solve the problem without creating a new problem. Understand!"

Isaac was forced to nod.

📲 "Yes... Sensei.." replied the young man in the end.

📲 "Good.." said the man. "Fight well!"

📲 "Yes... Sensei.." replied Isaac again.

That mobile conversation is over. Isaac kept his gawai. The young man then lay down and finally rested his physique.

...*****...

Selina, as usual, returned to activities at school. His friends welcomed him as usual.

"I heard you had a fight with Aldi." Utari suddenly said as they were in class.

Selina just smiled flatly in response to the words of her best friend. Utari. "Really?"

Selina nodded slowly. Utari shut her mouth and looked at the other friends. Siska goes to interrogate.

Selina nodded again. His friends shook their heads in amazement. The kepo diamond brought her face closer to Selina.

"Look... Isaac, that X-class boy is there too. Really true?" search Intan again.

Selina raised her eyebrows and grimaced. "Have it gone viral?" his sigh.

Intan immediately pulled out the device and showed a short video about the quarrel. Selina took a breath.

"Yaaahhhhh. right." she was there, Selina admitted.

"Eh, speaking of Isaac.." said Lystri. "Two nights ago, held the practice of sparring silat by Kak Alfres." he said. "This Isaac posed a challenge to Brother Alfres. But suddenly came the group out of nowhere, which is clear Ustadz Gau as Kak Alfres knew them. If not wrong, Ichi, the VII class also knew them."

"Certainly? Continues to?" ask Utari with interest.

"A woman from the party, advanced into the middle of the arena to challenge Isaac? They both speak in foreign languages, whether chinese, Korean or Japanese that is.." continued Lystri.

"Oh yeah? Didn't you think? It turns out that Isaac is also good at foreign languages." said Siska.

"The woman then gave a samurai sword to Isaac while she herself also drew the same sword." Lystri said.

Inevitably, Selina finally took part in being interested in hearing the santri mukim story.

"So curious." muttered Intan.

Listri nodded. "They're fighting. Real swearing. Their match was very similar to the action scenes in the movies." screeched the woman furiously.

Selina surprised. "really?"

Listri nodded. "I swear, right! Die ngala'a me if the current himbulo. Ask other mukim friends." said Listri.

"Continue?" insist Selina.

"Ih, Selina was curious.." Intan's teasing suddenly.

Selina hissing. "Isssyyyy... don't make a fuss." he said and hinted Lyri back to telling the story.

"The craziest one" said Lyri. "When the woman tore off Isaac's clothes, it seemed true, the young man was covered in tattoos, brayyy..."

All the women there screamed in shock, except for Selina. Eyebrows wrinkling.

The tattoo? Isaac has a tattoo on his body? Who exactly is that young man???

Siska poked Selina on the shoulder and the girl stuttered in shock. "Ad-what's up?" ask the girl.

"Aaaahhhh... hayoooo.... think what?" sogol Siska pointed her index finger at Selina's face.

"Issy... What the hell is that?" tangkis Selina slapped her friend's index finger.

"Think of Isaac?" siska then laughed making Selina's face immediately warm. His friends also flirted.

"Weeeeehhhhh.

"Pity Brother Aldi." added Intan.

"Ih, are you guys nothing at all?" tangkis Selina was annoyed then stood up and was about to pass.

"Eh, uh.. Where are you going?" ask Siska.

"Eat! Hungry!" answer Selina briefly.

"Oooo... I thought I'd see Isaac." chirped Utari again accompanied by chorus by his friends.

Selina doesn't feel dizzy anymore. He kept stepping. Just as he came to the door, Isaac appeared in front of him.

"Ahhh.." cried Selina screeched.

"Ahhh.." replied Isaac with a mysterious smile. "It just so happens that Brother is here."

There was another chorus of screaming from inside the class accompanied by screams. Selina was really careless, but Isaac did not care. Instantly clasped the girl's wrist.

"We talk for a minute." asked Isaac.

Selina who was shocked had tried to rebel to release the grasp of Isaac. Again, there was a chorus of sound from the class. Selina looked at her friends.

"You're crazy, aren't you?!" peeked Selina in annoyance.

"Hand hold on, Brayyy.. don't slack!!!" exclaim Siska gives spirit.

Isaac did not care. He pulled Selina's hand back out of the place. Selina had to follow him while trying to take off the man's grip.

"Isssy... sick Isaac! Leasin!" ronta Selina's.

Both arrived at one corner of the building that was safe from the reach of children and teachers. Isaac let go of his grip and stood his waist spot staring at Selina.

"Sister, what?" ask Isaac.

"Eh, all of a sudden nanya." grumbled Selina. "I should be the one! How come you have such crazy thoughts?!"

"And how?!" sergah Isaac with lirih. "Applying, you mean Brother?"

Selina laughs. "And you think I want to be your wife?" he mocked Isaac who tightened his jaw.

"So, that suspension, is one way to reject my proposal?" hatch Isaac.

Selina simply snorted while smiling and grunting. Isaac grunts. "Should... I am grateful that I want to take responsibility. You think it's easy to do it?"

"And you think it's easy to accept that you raped me? Do you think, after you hole v***** me, you can make up for it with a proposal?!" selina replied with annoyance and pushed Isaac away.

The man was only pushed a step by Selina's hand. The young man snorted. "And I thought, Si Aldi would also accept, if he knew the true circumstances?"

"You scared me? You scaring me?!" sergah Selina who began to wrath came forward and pushed Isaac once more.

Isaac suddenly caught Selina's hand and pushed the jelbabber until the two of them hit the wall. Selina stuttered with the roughness that the young man exhibited.

"Is..." cried Selina tremblingly.

"I don't care, Big Brother is taking responsibility to Chiyo-Dono for a week" Ishak said furiously. "But I want absolute certainty! I gave Brother a three-day deadline."

"Is.." protested Selina was about to wriggle but her body was locked.

"No protest!" isaac. "I will reveal everything to Aldi."

"Don't. please.." pinta Selina.

Isaac shook his head. "No, Brother Seli... Aldi should know. And I want to see if he accepts you and your disgrace, or leaves you alone to endure that disgrace."

"Don't, please Is. don't.." pinta Selina.

"Why?" ask Isaac. "Aren't you scared?"

Selina did not answer. Isaac chuckles. "We have to be honest with ourselves, brother. Ilove you. I did fuck you, rape you, taste the body.What do you call it... and FUCK!!!" isaac cried a little hard.

Selina was really scared. Isaac continued his words. "But on the basis of love, I want to take responsibility. I proposed to you with the word Bismillah, and I was sure of my path."

Isaac then took off his grasp letting Selina breathe a sigh of relief. The young man snorted.

"Next is up to Brother." said Isaac. "Remember! Decide with careful consideration. If no... You will regret it..."

After speaking, Isaac left Selina alone. The jilbaber slowly squatted down and hugged his knees then buried his face on his knees and shed his tears in a soft cry.[]