CEO Held And Princess Nobles
The Unexpected Destiny
The journey to the point of achievement of a quest. Played by Savina and Morgan Tan. They both find out what their hearts are really saying.
Savina invites Morgan to open a holy book of the Qur'an. Seen there the surah that is opened is Surah Al-Ikhlas.
Netra Savina and Morgan are linked. They were guided by an ustadz who was there. Not just sitting in a mosque. The Ustadz can be said to be a tourist guide.
Not infrequently the mosque is always crowded by tourists who do make the mosque as an object of visit. Exploring the mosque is also necessary. Besides being able to calm the heart and mind. We also have a lot of experience.
Well, the ustadz began to explain what the contents of the Surah Al-Ikhlas meant to them.
Why not Surah Al-Fatihah?
The ustadz wanted to explain it to both of them. That there is only one God (Esa).
Both Morgan and Savina they listened carefully to the ustadz. Look at every detail presented.
The journey of knowing about Islam is over. Now they're going to a church not far from there. HKBP Kotabaru Church Yogyakarta. That will be their next goal.
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HKBP Kotabaru Church Yogyakarta ...
It was Savina's turn that felt a great tremble in the chest. If, it was Morgan who was shaking and pounding. This happened to Savina Maheswara.
"Come, comein!" take Morgan with a smile.
Savina was suddenly clumsy and her guts shrunk. For the first time ever, I set foot in a church. Savina began to imagine every explanation for the sake of the explanation of the ustadz just now to him. He also drew every past memory that was often taught by his grandmother to teach and pray.
The pastor began to open a book. He also explained their holy book. Savina actually even imagined will continue to be the contents of Surah Al-Ikhlas. So, he can no longer continue the learning given.
"Enough!!! I want to get out now, Morgan! I can't, I can't do all this, hiks ...." Savina ran nonstop towards the door.
"Vina .. wait!" screamed Morgan and before leaving, he apologized to the priest who taught them.
"I'm sorry, Pastor! We can't go on with this lesson anymore. Excuse me!" The priest just smiled in response to the attitude of Morgan Tan and Savina.
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After moving away from the church or mosque. Savina and Morgan Tan sit in a park. The garden is grown by a large tree as its shade.
They sat together under a shady tree on a park bench. Savina then explains to Morgan his ambiguous attitude.
"Morgan, sorry! I'm ti-" Morgan interrupted Savina's words quickly.
"It's okay! I know, I understand, I can understand your ambiguous attitude. Not everything can be easily done and decided, right?"
The wet Netra stared within the bead of the man's eyes looking at her lovingly. Morgan smiled comfortably. As if they had never done anything before.
"Are you really okay, Morgan?" ask what Savina should have known the answer.
"I'm fine, Vina!" morgan's alibi was very clever and observant.
"Why can you still smile like that?"
"That's because I believe that everything that has become God's destiny is indisputable. You and I have both learned our beliefs, right? Now I'm asking you. How did you feel when you were in the mosque and church?"
Savina recalled each moment together in two different places. When they were in the mosque. Savina felt nothing at all.
However, when they were in the church, Savina began to rampant thinking about the contents of the Qur'an.
"Vina ...?" morgan's slight reprimand made Savina disperse her memories that floated out of nowhere.
"Eh, i-yes? Why?"
"Hahhh .. Why are you? Why not answer my question to you, hmm?"
"Sorry, Morgan! Looks like, I've decided to-" Savina hung up on her words.
"We better just split up. I cannot change my faith. I also don't want to force you to change your beliefs to be able to live with me. Better ... we just walk alone starting this second. Excuse me!"
Savina ducked down and got up from sitting down. He started to set foot to leave. At that time Morgan's feelings were uncertain. He could only let Savina pass by without making the girl doubtful.
"Ashhh ...." Morgan scooped up his annoyed face which was already beginning to look regretful. Sorry because he could not find any vibration, when he listened to the holy verse of the Qur'an read.
At this time it seems like a melody song is playing beautifully for their love story. A song by Mahen titled, 'Seamin Tak Seiman'.
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Is it wrong for my heart to fall on you?
Oh, my God, it just found uniting
We are the impossible that I have always hoped for
Found but wrong
I gripped and the hand you held
Walking wrong, stopping is not easy
Are we wrong?
Ho-oh, ho-oh
(Hoo-oh)
One thing I know
We're not seamin seiman
Different, say the same end word
We are the impossible that I have always hoped for
Found but wrong
I gripped and the hand you held
Walking wrong, stopping is not easy
Are we wrong?
(Are we wrong?)
I gripped and the hand you held
Walking wrong, stopping is not easy
Are we wrong? Ho-oh
I gripped and the hand you held
Walking wrong, stopping is not easy
Are we wrong?
Are we wrong?
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The hospital ....
Arfan seemed more able to make Fayra feel happy. Apparently, this one pregnant woman is really too happy to find extra super attention from the husband.
"Fay baby .. You want me to know what will happen when I get home?" the whisper was slow in Fayra's ear.
Fayra smiled as she knew her husband was giving her mental booster injections.
"I don't want anything, Mom! I just want you to be here. That's more than enough for me, Mas." he said that made Arfan frown.
"Why such a mas expression, hmm? So ugly!" said lying.
"Sound! Don't you want me to pay attention to you, honey? Then, what is this? Why are you even refusing to let me know something?" cecar Arfan with many questions that filled the head of Fayra to answer him.
"Mas, patience, dong! If it was one-on-one!" fayra protest.
"You're more agitated to weigh me down. In fact, I'm pregnant why are you even restless not necessarily direction?" fayra said.
Back Arfan frowned. He grew increasingly astonished and could no longer make a choice.
"So, what do you want me to do now, hmm?" ask Arfan who has flown the flag. The flag sign that he has resigned.
"Please, get me my make-up tools, Mas!" pinta Fayra was meek with her husband.
"You're pregnant, you better not wear make-up, baby!" arfan's Advice on Fayra.
Fayra still insists on dressing up. I don't know what makes a pregnant woman do that! Only he knows the answer.
"But, Say-" Arfan's words were ignored. Fayra immediately snatched and forced Arfan to help her take her make-up tools.
"Buruan, Mas ...!" his insistence is impatient.
Arfan must obey the wishes of his wife. Better to follow this moment. Before that, he will take control.
"I will ask this to the doctor Febriani. So, the doctor explained it to her. Hahhh ..." murmured the corner of Arfan's heart that was resigned.
Arfan thrust a bag containing the tools make-up the wife. Fayra started polishing herself on the cheeks. Then, switch on the lips. All the makeup she was wearing was just that.
For her at this time, the very important thing was to still make her husband's blind gaze framed beautifully on her beautiful face. Although, only with a simple make-up polish. But, she still wanted to make her husband happy to see his face.
"I'm doing all this to make you happy, Mom. I don't want to look ugly in your eyes. I also don't want you to think how weak I am. I don't want to look pale in front of you, Mas." whispered Fayra's little heart in the chest.
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Every wife will be exaggerated when it comes to their husband.
The affection that drives them to do it all.
Believe that!
No one wants to make her husband suffer.
Because, the love that has been embedded will make them need each other and interdependence.
Oh, wives out there!
Remember, don't let your halal lover wander in search of another love!
Say no to honey!
Or ... more precisely the poison of the world?
I don't know, whatever it's called.
Keep your most precious treasure in the world until the Hereafter.
May God offer that most beautiful prayer, yes! Aamiin yes ... Lord!
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