Destiny Love Rianti

21. Wedding Preparation

My car was traveling at speed was splitting the streets of the capital which began to be a little quiet from the hustle and bustle of vehicles and young people who spent their youth by hanging out with their friends. What is the thing I miss the most at this time, telling stories and joking with the closest friends.

I tuned the murotal of the Qur'an from Muzammil Hasbalah to accompany my journey alone. More precisely alone in my car. Because in the back of my car there is a Hafizh mas who accompanied my journey home after fulfilling my obligations at work.

He gladly offered to take me home. At first I refused, but because he kept pushing so I'm fine.

Miranda's cry is still clearly twisted in my memory plus her expression of love for Hafizh is still clearly stored in my center of thought. The girl loved Mas Hafizh, someone who would be my husband in a few days.

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Flashbacks....

"What is this Mas?" My heart goes out to Hafizh. Staring closely at his two eagle eyes with great seriousness.

I stepped a little closer to Hafizh. The door was also slightly closed, so that our conversation was not heard by people out there.

"I can explain Ri," he said returning my gaze.

"Miranda said that he loved me Ri, I was honestly shocked by his statement" she said.

"There's no way he'd dare say that if there wasn't a cause for it."

"Tell me the truth, what happened between you guys," I said in disbelief.

I am very sure, women can not easily say love to men if not seduced first or have a special relationship with the man. Unless she no longer has shame.

"I swear Ri, I never had a special relationship with Miranda" Hafizh assured me.

"I just met him seven days ago. We have never had an intense relationship. Except after meeting, we often chat just for work problems and ask the news, more than that there may not be Ri."

"really? But why would he say he loves you?"

"Have you ever given any hope for a relationship to her Doctor?"

Out of annoyance I no longer called the name mas for him. I started talking to him formally. I don't know what he's hiding, I'm pretty sure there must be something between them.

"Oath to God, I never gave Ri any hope" replied Mas Hafizh seriously.

"Miranda came to see me. Chat with the chat as usual. About the job."

"He then asked me when I would marry again."

"In spirit I replied that I would marry in a few days."

I still continue to observe the mimic of the face of Mas Hafizh, while continuing to listen to every explanation. Looking for the truth on his face. And I did not find the slightest lie in every word he said.

With each word flowing out of his mouth. No rhythms of made-up or choppy speech. He spoke with serious facial intonation. That means he's not lying.

"She asked again, who am I getting married to?" Connect mas Hafizh.

"And I answer you, Ri. I was so excited to tell her that I was going to marry you. But in fact Miranda began to show me her dislike face."

That handsome face now put a face to me. Begging me to believe all his words. Surprisingly my mind also said that the man in front of me was telling the truth.

"And do you love him too doctor?"

"There is no love for a woman who is not lawful for me Ri."

"Well, if it's like that, then what's your purpose in marrying me if it's not for the doctor's love?" A little disappointed to get an answer from Mas Hafizh like that.

If he has no love for me then why would he propose to me and marry me.

"I admire you, and want to build that love with you in a bond that God desires."

"I want to love you in halal ties." His view hinted that he really seriously wanted to build that sacred feeling with me.

Just like me who does not fully have a sense of him, only his personal admiration makes me also steady to accept and live with him. So there was nothing wrong with his statement just now.

"Did the doctor not admire Miranda?" This question is swirling in my brain. Who could refuse to admire that beautiful and accomplished doctor. Even I who had the same gender as her also admired her beauty and cleverness.

"I love Miranda as my best friend, this feeling is just like how I feel about Brenda and Kirana. Baby but not love."

" As impossible as it is to marry Brenda and Kirana, so is the case with Miranda" he continued.

"Alright I believe, please don't disappoint me again."

"I promise." Look at Hafizh full of confidence.

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The sun began to show its beautiful light. Above, white clouds decorate the blue sky with a diversity of well-floated birds forming variations. The air this morning felt very fresh, even the dew was still reluctant to move from the green leaves perched on the branches of the trees in front of my house.

Today my house is crowded with some neighbors who help me in the preparation of Ijab kabul tomorrow. Some others went to the great mosque for the jadi resik ijab kabul tomorrow morning.

At home will only be made small events, such as entertaining invited guests after kabul ijab at the grand mosque near my house.

Invitation guests consist of only a few close friends, family, and also close neighbors.

In the room I sat facing the mirror, not believing that I would be a bride for the second time. Muslim wedding dress in ivory white is neatly perched next to my wardrobe. At first glance imagine about papa and mama, this time there is no blessing or marriage guardian from papa. It feels so sad.

"Father, your little daughter misses." With a sigh I began to mutter.

"Are you going to be happy if you see me getting married a second time?" Still with an unstoppable cry.

I'm sure that no parent wants their child married twice. Every parent hopes that their child will be happy with one man for a lifetime. But the truth is, that doesn't apply to my life. Betrayed and dumped by the man entrusted trust by papa.

However, it is not a disgrace to be a widow and married by another man. I believe everything has become a destiny line that inevitably I have to live. Believing God's destiny always bears sweet fruit in gratitude.

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