DESTINY LOVE (Ghea & Tristan)

DESTINY LOVE (Ghea & Tristan)
GHEA IS FRAGILE



Erick drove Ghea home, all the way they just kept each other busy in their thoughts.


Psychological trauma that has not happened for a long time now as suddenly coming back to attack Ghea, seen from the movement of Ghea who can only squeeze both hands like there is excessive anxiety and fear, as well as the, unfortunately, Erick never knew it.


"Till here, Dad." Ghea said when he arrived in front of Latief's family home.


"Dad went in too, Ghe, at least Dad met Daddy too." Persuade Erick.


"Maybe next time not well, I'm tired, want to get some rest." Ghea Pinta.


Erick looked into Ghea's eyes, which looked so swollen because of their crying earlier. "I'm sorry Ghe's Dad."


Ghea nodded and looked back into Erick's eyes, "Give Ghea time to accept Ghea Yah's destiny, but Ghea has forgiven Dad, it's just that Ghea now needs time."


Erick nodded, "Come on Dad right away, Dad's waiting for you to let me know. If you have time, go play to Daddy's office."


Ghea smiled, "Ghea down, Dad, I'm taking care of your health. Assalamualaikum." He kissed the back of Erick's hand.


"Getishalight." Erick answered and then looked at the passing of his youngest daughter.


"I'm sorry Ghe's dad, if time could turn back, I would never ignore you." Erick in his car.


Ghea entered Latief's house with a feeling of uncertainty, she continued to walk quickly while bowed, as if she wanted to get to her room immediately.


"Ghea, are you home?" Miranti asked as Ghea was about to step up the stairs.


Ghea turned to the source of the voice, "Eh yes Ma, sorry Ghea did not see Mama." The answer.


Miranti catches Ghea's unusual look on her face, and she also sees Ghea squeezing her own hands. Miranti who is a psychiatrist also understands that at this time Ghea's condition is not okay.


"Rest Ghe, Mama will deliver warm tea for you." Miranti said softly.


"Te. thank you Ma, Ghea ride first." Pamphitt.


Miranti immediately made warm tea for Ghea, and immediately drove her to Ghea's room.


Geck.. Geck.. Tokkkp..


Miranti knocked on the door but there was no reply from inside Ghea's room.


Finally Miranti ventured to open the door of Ghea's room and saw Ghea sitting under the edge of the bed by hugging her knees and drowning her face on her knees.


Miranti put the cup of warm tea on the table and immediately approached Ghea.


"Darling..." Call Miranti gently while rubbing the head of Ghea who had opened her hijab.


Ghea raised her head to look at Miranti, her face wet with tears, "Ma.. where is Mas Fadhil?" Ask Ghea Iirih.


"Mama will call your husband, wait a minute."


Miranti grabs the phone from her pocket, dialing Fadhil's number. Little heart was relieved when the first thing Ghea asked was Fadhil, a sufferer of psychological disorders would only be comfortable with certain people.


^^^"Hello Fad.. Where are you?"^^^


"Fadhil's on Ma's path, way home."


^^^"Thank God, come home soon, Fad, Ghea needs you."^^^


"Ghea has Ma come home? Ghea all right?"


^^^"Go home, talk at home later."^^^


Miranti ended her call.


Miranti gives warm tea to Ghea, slowly Ghea has begun to calm down even though it still looks like a stroke of discomfort.


Ghea remained silent with a blank look, regardless of what was on her mind. Sometimes his eyes still shed tears, and Ghea's beautiful eyes look swollen from crying.


Miranti and Alya are confused by what happened to Ghea, they try to ask but Ghea remains silent, occasionally all he asks is the whereabouts of Fadhil. Until Ghea was tired and asleep.


"Kasian Ghea Ma's.." Alya said as she massaged Ghea's feet covered in blankets.


"Either what happened to Ghea Al, but Mama believes this has something to do with her family Ghea. Ghea had a psychological trauma because of her family, it's been almost a year here Ghea looks okay, why can now relapse again."


After twenty minutes, Fadhil arrived home and went straight to his room, he was a little surprised because his mother and sister-in-law were in his room.


"Ma what's this?" Fadhil asked after kissing the back of Miranti's hand and then looked at Ghea who was lying down.


"Mommy should ask you, what's wrong with Ghea Fad? Ghea came home in a mess. When Mama asked, Ghea just fell silent and asked you back."


Fadhil was a little confused, then approached towards Ghea, Ghea's eyes were puffy, his cheeks felt sticky because of the former melt of Ghea's tears.


"Fad, you know something?" Ask Miranti.


"Maybe it has something to do with Erick Fad, try calling your father-in-law."


"It's better to wait for Ghea to tell Ma, it's not good if we directly accuse Mr. Erick." Alya Sahut.


"Mama Greget, it's been almost a year that Ghea has been fine. Why is it that now since it's close to coming back to his family so this is again." Miranti said.


Finally Alya brought Miranti out of the room to let her calm down a bit and gave room to Fadhil and Ghea.


Fadhil rubbed Ghea's face gently, "What is Ghe? What do I not know?" Lirih Fadhil's.


Slowly Ghea blinked her eyes, she saw Fadhil's calm face.


"By.. Already home?" Ask Ghea in a weak tone.


Fadhil smiled, "I've been home since, you slept well? tired?" Fadhil asked very gently.


Ghea sat down and hugged Fadhil, her body beginning to shake indicating she was crying again.


Fadhil faithfully gave his most comfortable hug as a husband, one hand gently stroking Ghea's hair.


"He's not my mother By." Slowly Ghea took out her uneg.


Fadhil remained silent, waiting faithfully for what his wife would say again.


"Had to be evil with me By, slalu berated me, and did not hesitate to hit me. It turns out that I'm not his son, he's by." Ghea was crying and still in Fadhil's arms.


After a bit of calm, Fadhil tried to relax his embrace, tidying up Ghea's haircut that partially covered Ghea's pretty face.


"What's wrong? hem?" Ask gently.


Ghea slowly told her what Erick had told her. Fadhil is shocked to hear the story of Ghea, he did not expect it turns out that Ghea bore the injustice of Vika from childhood, no one to take care of her, defend her, even protect her except her family Tristan.


"Mom shouldn't have sacrificed her life for me By, I should have stayed alive and let me alone who was born unsaved, not Mother."


Fadhil hugged Ghea again,


"Have you prayed Ashar Ghe?" Ask Fadhil slowly.


Ghea shook her head.


"We pray together." Bring along.


Ghea nodded, then Ghea went to the bathroom in her room, cleaned up and took ablution. After that Ghea came out of the room in a better condition.


"Wait a minute." Pinta Fadhil is possessed by Ghea.


Ghea was ready with a cloth and sat on her alphabet, she also prepared clean clothes and held a prayer mat for her husband.


They prayed in a solemn state in the room.


After the prayer, Fadhil turned his body to sit face to face with Ghea, his hands outstretched grasping both hands of Ghea.


"You were born because you were a fool with me Ghe, never regretting why you were born. A person's dead life was already determined long before that person was born, and it was a divine secret. Just like a soul mate, I never expected to be able to match up with you."


Ghea kept her head down and her eyes still let out a clear circle.


"What Mother Vika and Yasmin have done to you, let Allah repay you, Ikhlas Ghe, see now what once was Far from you is slowly coming back to you, as Father, Brother Bryan, has, and now I love you so much, and my family cares so much and loves you too. Do you not judge all this to be a gift from God to your patience."


"I'm scared By." Lirih Ghea's.


"I'll put up a body to keep you from those who will hurt you. Don't be afraid anymore huh, you're safe with me."


Ghea nodded her head.


After a bit of calm, Fadhil took Ghea to sit on the sofa, his hand still holding his little wife, giving comfort to Ghea so that a little load of Ghea lifted from his shoulders.


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