Destiny Aisha

Rendy and umar

'' Re .. ndy.'' Aisyah was quite surprised to see them there. How could they present this ceremony.

''Ka ..mu is married .. '' Rendy's speech makes their atmosphere runyam.

Kenan looked at the two men who were talking to Aisyah. Kenan knew one of them, he was the one at his wedding.

''Ka ... lian ke-why come here?'' ask Aisyah.

Fear began to spread in Aisyah's body and without her knowing it, she held Kenan's sleeve.

Kenan looked at Aisyah's hand that was holding her sleeve, her hand trembling. Kenan's view turned towards them, no matter what the problem was, Aisyah could not be hurt.

''Sorry to disturb, we have business, '' said Kenan pulled Aisyah away.

Aisyah looked at Kenan's hand that pulled her.a calmness approached her, a smile on Aisyah's face without realizing it.

Umar looked at them, his gaze turned towards Kenan's hand which was attracted by Aisha.

Deg.

'should ... .'

''Aisha .. '' Umar's gentle call made Aisha stop.

Aisha's heart skipped a beat, not because of anything special from Umar, but his actions that had passed. He pulled Aisyah's veil, just like back then.

Kenan stopped his steps and turned around.

Bugh.

A blow landed on Umar's face, Umar was blown away and his face was bleeding.

''Smell!!! You okay?'' ask Rendy worried.

Kenan looked angry, he tried to catch his breath. When he heard the rumors about Aisyah, his heart felt hot. He believed that the tiny and innocent figure might know how to do such filthy and vile things.

''Hosh .. hosh.'' Kenan threw his hand tightly, he knew the origin of the rumor and the culprit was in front of him.

Sretti.

''K-kak Kenan .. '' Aisyah pulled on Kenan's shirt and spoke in fear.

Kenan turned around and hugged Aisyah tightly. He lost control of himself. His patience was always tested near Aisyah.

Drapery.

Drapery.

Azka immediately approached Kenan when she heard the commotion.

''Stagfirullah!!! Kenan what the fuck are you!!!'' azka rubbed her face rough.

Azka immediately calmed the guests who saw the incident.

''Forgive Kenan ..he was a little emotional, '' said Azka helping Umar stand up and leading him to sit down.

''Cih,'' Kenan clucked in annoyance, looking at Azka who looked calm. But he knows exactly the problem. Azka who helped Umar investigate the matter about Aisha's gossip the day when she was not around. Kenan does know the origin but does not know who the man Aisyah met.

''Detach.''

Kenan turned his gaze to Aisyah who was hugging him.

Kenan even further tightened his embrace and kissed Aisyah's cheek.

''I said loose!!!'' yelled Aisyah trying to push Kenan but in vain. Shy Aisyah hugged in public.

''Oiii Kenan!!!'' cynical Azka.

Kenan immediately let go of his embrace and approached Azka. Azka looks angry at Kenan, I don't know what he said, Kenan looks down.

Aisha approached Umar and he apologized.

''Forgive me, '' said Aisyah feeling guilty.

Umar was silent, he stared fixedly at Aisyah. Although Aisyah covered her face, she would still recognize the person she loved.

''We also apologize, '' said Rendy staring at Aisyah grudgingly.

Kenan approached them and extended a hand.

''I'm sorry, '' sincere Kenan. Azka had been lecturing him all out.

Umar looked at the man in front of him, various aspects can make him criticized all out. But Umar knew he was not a bad man. They are both male, having a keen instinct for each other.

Umar stood up and shook Kenan's hand.

''I forgive you ... And I also apologize, said Umar with a clear face.

He cannot be forgiven easily, by a husband by a man whom he is almost ashamed of.

''Yes, '' Kenan.

Kenan and Umar took off their handshakes. Umar's expression looked so sad.

''I beg you .. take care of him, he .. don't know anything .. his life is heavy, his little hands must accept the difficult.'' Umar dismissed his words, a flash of light visible in his eyes.

Puk.

''I .... originally came here again to see ... I have no intention of screwing it up. I hope you are happy ... Aisyah, '' said Umar smiling.

Aisha looked at Umar, perhaps .. if the day Umar came, she would marry him. But that's not their destiny.

''Te-thank you, '' said Aisyah lowered her head.

Dugh.

Umar hit Kenan's chest slowly. He could not possibly ruin the happiness of his loved ones, Umar saw it clearly. Kenan and Aisyah both loved, they were fated.

''Don't make her cry, I'll take it if you make her cry, '' Umar said, then left with a gift placed on the table.

'No .. she won't cry with me, ' said Kenan.

Azka smiled and nudged Kenan.

''Other times do not need emotion .. reveal what I said ... Uhhhh I'm usually the one being lectured, '' Azka sneered. Kenan smiled and approached Aisyah who opened the gift of Umar. An accidental photo of them was photographed by Rendy. At that time Umar and his brother quarreled because of trivial things and Aisha tried to calm them down.

''Sorry .. '' said Aisyah slowly.

''For what?'' ask Kenan.

''I don't know, '' said Aisyah, she just felt like she needed to apologize.

''Here, it's okay.'' Kenan rubbed Aisyah's head gently.

''Don't make fun!!! What's the problem? Tell me about your mother?'' tanya Azka folded her hands together.

''Better not, right?'' kenan asked back.

''Yes, yes .. I go first, '' said Azka immediately leaving the newlyweds.

''You like apples?'' asked Kenan to take the fruit for Aisyah.

''Like!!!'' enthusiast Aisyah.

Their show went smoothly without their families knowing about the incident.

....

Umar.

''You're okay?''ask Rendy.

Umar stood in the balcony of Rendy's house, looking up at the sky.

''We are not destined .. I deserve it anyway, '' said Umar rubbed his face that was hit by a cane.

''Yes ... Do not be too sad, there are still many women who like you, said Rendy embracing Umar. They both look up at the sky.

Umar shook his head and smiled wryly.

''You are right ... Aisyah is different, said Rendy smiling considering the beginning of their meeting.

''You're not going home?'' ask Rendy.

''Yes .. This is me coming home, '' said Umar leaving immediately.

''Assalamualaikum.''

''Waalaikimussalam,'' said Rendy with a big smile. Umar was calm again, remembering when he came here with a shout instead of greetings still remembered in his head.

 

''Assalamualaikum,'' Umar spoke softly and opened his door carefully.

''You're home, boy!!!''

Mother Umar immediately ran to hug her son.

''You're not hurt?'' Mother Umar examined Umar's condition and found a bruise on his face.

''Doesn't this hurt?'' mother's panic.

Umar was silent, behind his heartache. There was someone who would welcome him kindly, no matter how big his mistake was. She was his mother, who gave birth to him, taking care of him and raising him sincerely without asking for anything in return.

Puk.

Umar hugged his mother, although she was no longer young, her mother was still active in her home, lecturing her, cooking for her, waking her up in deep sleep.

Tests.

Mother Umar felt his shoulders wet.

''Doesn't hurt very much huh?'' asked her mother to return the embrace of umar.

''Yes ... very sick ,Mom, '' said Umar took off his embrace looking at his mother.

Her mother led her to treat the wound on her face. Without Umar noticing, he fell asleep in the lap of his mother.

''Nak ... mother knows .. the pain is not in the face but in the heart, ''' said slowly his mother rubbed the head of umar, pulled her hair in the way.

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