Destiny Love

I'm right here

...بِسْــــــــــــــــــــــمِ اللّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيْم...

..."Saying is indeed the easiest, only capital stringing and issuing only. Unlike applying it that is so difficult nauduzbilah. The tongue is not boned, anything can be thrown easily."...

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Fate is indeed an absolute thing that cannot be contested. All power is above His control. It is not easy to change unless God's own hands are at work. Now I can only surrender and move on, hoping that this pain will soon go away.

But as hard as I can get rid of the feeling, this chest is getting crowded, especially when looking at divorce papers from religious courts. Oh God, why did this file get to my hand so quickly. The wound that was a week ago Bagas torekan has not healed completely, and now it is even more mellowed.

"Signature, Btari, the rest let Daddy's lawyer handle," said the father firmly. I was only able to stare nanar towards him, to just take a ballpoint pen I did not have the energy.

"What is the fate of my son, Dad? I don't want him to grow up without a father's affection" I said as I stroked my stomach, there was a new life that would become my successor.

Dad took my shoulder to get into his arms. "Don't think about it, there is a father who will take the place" he whispered right in my crown.

"Father can take care and raise you without the accompaniment of the figure of Mother, and I am sure you will be able to pass this exam," added father even more sobbing me.

I hate breakups, I don't like arguments, and I'm sick of divorces. There is no such thing as kindness if there is a child to be made a victim. It's all just camouflage to cover up the pain.

I'm not as good, as strong, and as strong as Dad. I am weak, I am fragile, and I need a protective figure capable of covering up those flaws. I do not want to live this heartbreaking destiny, I also want to taste the sweetness of happiness, not even as it is now.

"Dengerin, Father," he asked, releasing his arms and cupping my face full of tenderness, and he even landed a kiss on my forehead and cheeks.

"The fate of love is not on your side and Bagas. No papa, please. Everything that happens today is absolute in the power of God, we cannot continue to fall and lament such a fate. Got to get up, I'm sure you're capable of passing all these tests" she said softly and calmly. It was as if he had never positioned himself as me.

Saying is indeed the easiest, only capital stringing and issuing only. Unlike applying it that is so difficult nauduzbilah. The tongue is not boned, anything can be thrown easily.

"But, Yah—"

He shook his head slowly and then removed the clear liquid that was carrying the pins around my face. "Daughter Father is great, strong, and not easy to give up on the situation. Moreover, there are candidates for your baby who will definitely become the most valuable gem in the world. Smile dong, do not cry continuously," entertain him while pulling both corners of my lips.

In my heart I asked, am I capable of both roles at once? Where I am required to be a mother and father at the same time. Oh, my God, that's obviously very difficult.

"We open a new leaf, accompany your old age with the joy and spoiled whining of your future grandchildren" he said cheerfully.

I forced her to smile, but tears fell again. No matter how much I deny the pain, I still can't. Because this heart still has not found a cure.

I felt a soft elusan right at the top of my head. "Never, I will always stand by you, be by your side, and will always protect you."

"Udah well, now is the time to set the future. Don't look back anymore" said the father who I replied with a soft nod.

I took the ballpoint pen lying on the table and signed the divorce papers. I hope this is the right decision, and I'll leave it all to the Almighty.

"Don't come to court so that the divorce process is quick, trust your lawyer" said the father, who I again nodded. Dodging, that's all I need right now.

"Can we part, while I'm pregnant?" I was hoping for anxiety. I hope Dad's answer can answer a little bit of the anxiety that I'm currently feeling.

Dad nodded small and stroked full of affection the top of my head. "Come, it's just that your iddah period falls after giving birth later. Isn't it usual that the iddah period is only three times menstruation? Talak sentence is sacred, can not be origin spoken, although the intention is only joking still it has fallen the first talak. Therefore, as the head of the family, men should be able to control their mouths and themselves. Divorce is not a toy that can be used as a joke."

I looked down fretfully, the farewell was already very imagined in the net. Like what you said, the destiny of love is not on my side and Bagas. Farewell is painful, but enduring pain is not justified. Maybe with this separation we can both live a quiet life, and look for the meaning of each happy.

"Why can you be this calm in my divorce? What is Dad se—"

"Nothing like that, which parent wants to see their child's household disperse? Nothing, right? But if you attach importance to feelings and emotions, it will only complicate matters. We start the marriage well, and at the time will decide it must be a good way too," he cut it quickly, he gave thin slices.

"Whether your child is born, tell him who his father is, who his grandmother is. Don't hide, he deserves to know. Father's message is only one, do not be ugly Bagas in front of your child, because it will not be good to grow up. You should be able to mature in addressing this matter well, son," father's advice made me even more sad.

Imagining my future son born without the assistance of a father, grew into a child who felt less the meaning of a true whole family. I should be able to give her affection, because only I can give it all.

"Dad not angry and hate Mas Bagas?"

He carved a thin smile of calm. "For what Dad was angry and hated, however, he remained the father of the granddaughter. An ex-wife/husband may exist, but there is no such thing as a blood relationship between father and son."

I hugged her so tightly, I should be even more grateful. Do not think too much about the destiny that God has outlined, there is a father that I must now guard and be happy. The separation between me and Bagas was painful, but I could draw wisdom from it all. That is to accompany old age, only two, and maybe three if my son was born into the world.

Enough, Btari. Do not continue to mourn such a fate. Rise up. Getting down in pain and grappling with endless heartbreaks will only hinder your path. Life is still long, don't let it be just because my future Bagas is falling apart.

I looked up and smiled as widely as possible. "Let's open a new leaf, Dad," I said, to which he was immediately greeted with a steady nod and a gentle kiss.

Allah is All-Good. Behind every sorrow that is sure He always prepares a much more potent antidote. I have a great father, a strong father, and of course a real patron who really loves me. Selflessly and without asking for anything in return.