Destiny Love Nirmala

Doa

On the red bed, Nirmala was struggling. Putting all the mischief of his life on the Most Giver of Life. The chanting of prayers, incessantly wetting his lips that began to pass. Hoping for the gift of God, for the salvation of the soul of the twin brother whom he so dearly loved all his heart.

Suppose that he could exchange bodies, indeed Nirmala was very sincere if the pain that Nala was suffering at this time, was exchanged for her perfect life. However, everyone's hand line is different. In accordance with what has been recorded in Lauhul Mahfudz, long before the spirit is blown.

"Yes Allah... I am ashamed to face You, just asking and pleading. Where else would I beg. Besides You, the Owner of Life?"

"O Allah, O Mujib. Save my Brother. Give him a second chance at life. A chance that he can fix the dark past and close it with kindness."

"Give me this prayer, O Lord. Rabbana aatina fidunya hasanat, wafil aakhirati hasanat. Waqina. Aamiin...."

Nirmala rubbed her face slowly and cried as she pleased. Both shoulders also tremble, thinking about the fate of the brother who is at war with death.

Humans are only weak creatures. There is no effort, without the permission and help of the Almighty.

"Let's get up, Nirmala. You must be strong for your twin brother...."

The words of someone who suddenly appeared just like that, made Nirmala aware of the cradle of sadness. The head that was originally lowered, was now lifted with tears that did not dry up.

"Bara.." call Nirmala.

"Nala's gonna be fine, trust me." Bara, who was originally in a standing position, sat beside Nirmala. His gaze was full of pity. The great heart wants to embrace the idol, giving peace and protection. However, he knew of the boundary between himself and Nirmala.

"Let's see, I'm too worried about my twin brother" replied Nirmala who lowered her head again. The breath sounds very heavy. Anyone who heard it could definitely understand the burden that the girl was carrying on her shoulders.

"Do you doubt the power of your Lord, Nirmala?" Bara bent his neck, looking for the girl covered in gray clouds.

Nirmala gasped and stared softly at the young man beside her. "It's not so, Bara. I'm just scared. Even too scared...."

Nirmala nodded weakly. "Thank you, I don't know if it's just coincidence or fate that has set it. You're always there, if I'm in trouble and down like I am today."

"That's the name we are fooled," joked Bara trying to warm the atmosphere.

"It's not time to joke!" cynical Nirmala because her mood is very bad.

"I'm not joking anymore" Bara teased Nirmala.

"Come on, Bara.." whine Nirmala so that Bara does not continue the joke.

"I'm sorry." replied Bara, raising both of his fingers.

Nirmala snorted and took off the mucus that was still attached to her body. "I want to accompany Papa, will you come?"

"If possible.." Bara said.

"Eat him I did too, which means I can, Bara..." Nirmala started to be irritated by the young man beside her.

I was all my strength to hold back the laughter. He enjoyed the frowning look that adorned Nirmala's face. In his eyes, a moment like this made the girl's face look more charming.

"Okay. I'm coming. I came to the hospital one of them because I wanted to know Nala's condition," Bara replied.

Nirmala nailed for a moment. He turned his head towards the young man beside him with a sharp, intimidating look. "You, like my twin, Bara?"