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Prologues

Sherin Mumtaza's.

A pulse of pain spread in the chest, when she heard what her husband said.

For a few seconds Sherin lowered her face, and in a few seconds the beautiful face looked up again, then swept a look at Alarick with a smile. And calmly, he said, "Yes, Mas. I get it."

"I understand whatever you choose, and I appreciate it. At least I know you've been trying. But there are indeed things that are beyond the limits of our abilities as humans."

The woman has arrived at the point of resignation, how will the fate of her household. Not because I was tired of trying and praying. But being aware, there is something that cannot be grasped, however strong we may seek to attain, if indeed there is no Written Fate of the Supreme Rahman.

Sherin also realized now. Over twenty years, Alarick takes care of Kanaya's memories in her life-keeping and preserving them-anywhere perhaps Sherin who is present in these two years, is able to erase much less replace.

It's okay to take off something that we already hold, if it's not intended. All that needs to be done now is to try to accept and promote.

Alarick Williams.

Kanaya, is the name of Alarick's past woman - according to some people's judgments - but for the man himself, Kanaya is not at any time anywhere. The past or the future. Because the name of the woman will continue to exist until anytime. Maybe until Alarick is no longer given the strength to remember.

"Before I tell you about Kanaya, first I apologize, Sherin. Sorry if in the end, I still can't remove Kanaya's name from here!" point Alarick to his own chest.

To him, Kanaya was the uncompleted chant he had read, and the incomplete line of verse understood its meaning. But everything about Kanaya has turned into memories. Therefore, Alarick dedicated time in each of his days to caring for those memories. But in fact, no matter how long the time, still can never summarize everything.

Quinsha Daneen's.

"God willing, I'm fine. Precisely I'm not okay, if ..."

The beautiful girl just cut off her words. Because it is realized, if the next sentence, no longer appropriate to say.

"If what?" ask Arfan

Quinsha shook her head slowly.

"Just talk to me, if it's about me, tell me!" sue Arfan, who seems very curious at the follow-up sentence from Quinsha that was just cut off.

"All the words I wanted to say to, Akhi, were all erased. Now all I want to say is, Thank you for the help," Quinsha concluded and immediately turned his heels to resume the delayed move.

Do not ask why, if there are tears that accompany each step. Do not ask anyway, if there is a pain that plagues the soul.

When "impossibility" becomes the answer, and "stop hoping" becomes a decision, Nature still provides an opportunity.

It feels like loving alone. It hurts to try to forget the love that has long been embedded. Not only is it told with words and tears. The world, as if to make him joke.

Rafardhan Malik's.

“What's the matter that you met me?” quinsha asked, as soon as the two had been outside the office. The girl did invite Rafardhan to speak outside, so it was more free.

“There is one thing that brought my footsteps here,” sahut Rafardhan poetic. Basic artist.

“Destination?”

“Meeting you.”

“For?”

“While I think.” Rafardhan threw a smile, Quinsha quickly turned her eyes away. Standing close to the young man really made a heart spot. Not only because of the worry about the hysterical cries of the fans from among the students Nada Hikam who will end up with Quinsha interrogated like some time ago. But also because of his smile—which if I can be honest— very deadly.

Quinsha's anxiety is actually a unique sight for Rafaradhan, so he still plays the word before conveying what is his purpose and purpose.

“Sorry, yesterday could not come,” said Rafardhan. Although very eager to enjoy the scenery further, but the time given by Adam is almost up. The handsome man had to keep his promise to return to the location on time. Otherwise, a very long lecture will be given to him by the manager.

“that's it?” greet Quinsha, implied the discreetness behind her question.

“More uncomfortable again, what I got there,” Quinsha said.

“I know.”

“You know, what happened in the cafe yesterday?” now Quinsha looked at Rafardhan questioningly.

The handsome young man nodded. “You want me to know, how to deal with such a question?” rafardhan.

“What?” ask Quinsha briefly.

“Just right!”

Quinsha smiles at “Not my habit, admitting something is not the truth.”

“Oh so yes. Then let's just make it all the truth.”

Gosh, that handsome young man said that so casually, his handsome face was so calm without any burden. And that smile of his, if only the one standing in front of him at this moment was Lila or Risma, they would have already wiped their chests due to the pounding of the heart that was racing twice as much as usual.

Unfortunately, the one standing in front of Rafardhan was Quinsha. The girl who was only fascinated by the smile of Bayhaki Arfan alone—walau actually her heart beating also saw the charm of Rafardhan— smilebut the girl was reluctant to admit it. Quinsha responded to Rafardhan's brief remarks. “Do not joke!”

“I'm not kidding,” says Rafardhan.

“I ask you to clarify the existing news about you and me.” Instead of responding to Rafardhan's unreasonable remarks—according to Quinsha—the girl immediately switched the conversation. “That's the goal I asked to meet,” he added.

“We talk about it further, now I have to go,” kilah Rafardhan who immediately cover his face with a mask.

“What does that mean? You just say yes, there is no need for further talks, because that's all I want to convey,” spray Quinsha with a sharp gaze.

“I don't want to talk about that now,” reject Rafardhan.

“Why?”

“For I have a reason to meet you, or so that you have a reason to ask to meet me,” said Rafardhan who was sure with a smile, it was visible from the line under his pair of interested eyes, because of his red lips—which is either a natural red color or because the dye— has been covered with a mask as early as it came.

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Assalamu alaikum all..

still remember me? I came to bring a new story, about two of his best friends Aura Aneshka.

Remember the Aura? of course, Aura is Aresh's wife. Who else?

Hope you like the story.

Aura and Aresh will also be here.

Well for friends who have not read the story of Aura and Aresh, It is recommended to read first the title LOVEKU HINDERED TO THE THRONE.

TURNS OUT, MY BEST FRIEND-IN-LAW, yes, to better understand the story.

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