Destiny Love The Hafizh Qur'An

Marriage certificate

It is now the day of the wedding of Wira and Angel. And both of them had already started getting ready to start the event immediately.

This event was held not too grand and luxurious, only held a marriage agreement which was attended by several students as witnesses and representatives of other students. Surely this is the happiest day for Wira and Angel because soon they will become legitimate as a married couple.

But not for Zein. Yes, he was very sad and also hurt when he heard that his heart was going to marry someone other than himself. But, he showed everyone that he was doing well and he also attended this wedding ceremony along with fahrul, word, young ustadz and others.

For a moment the young ustadz looked at Zein who was covering up all his sadness deeply so that no one would know. But the young Ustadz learned that Zein is currently heartbroken because he once told me about Zein and Angel's childhood when they were in school together and said that Zein loved Angel, who was a boy, but fate says something else, slowly but surely Angel has forgotten all the memories of her past with Zein and she chooses to open a new page and chooses to start a new relationship with Wira.

"Are you okay, Zein?" tanyanya ustadz young.

Zein momentarily lowered his head and sighed. "God willing I'm okay, ustadz."

"Patiently yes, maybe not yet his soul mate." while stroking Zein's back.

Zein replied with a smile. "Thank you very much ustadz."

"Yes are the same."

Then suddenly someone came to him.

"Assalamualaikum, young ustadz."

"Waalaikumsalam, what's the word?"

"That, ustadz called Kyai inside was told to approach" he said, pointing inwardly at where Angel and Wira had sat next to each other to perform the ijab qobul.

Ustadz looked in the direction appointed by the Word. "Alright." turned to look at Zein. "Zein, I went there first."

Zein nodded. "yes please, ustadz."

Then the young ustadz set foot in and left the place. Now only the two of them remain there. For a moment Zein and the words sat at each other like a pair of enemies ready to raise the war flag for him to begin.

"How about getting a new wife better than Angel?" he asked the words that were still looking ahead, Zein looked at him for a moment and then looked ahead as well.

Zein sighed, "it's none of your business."

"There are still many who are better than him, mending you look for others who can accept you as you are. If you are married, have you done it, why do you still think? just wasting energy."

"I've already let him down."

"Owhh, that's fine then."

Then Fahrul came to the two.

"Waalaikumsalam." he answered simultaneously.

Firman looked at fahrul, he saw it from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair. While the one seen only gave a smile Pepsodent.

"Wahh, you look neater huh, look more different than before."

"Yes, of course, Fahrul looks different like that." while holding his hair by combing it backwards.

Word smiled little looking at the behavior of his friend. For a moment Fahrul looked at Zein.

"This, the broken heart?" he asked Fahrul while pointing at Zein.

Word nodded.

"Wahh, congratulations." stretched out his hand to shake hands with Zein and Zein returned his hand.

Word hit Fahrul's forehead slowly. "One more heartbroken congratulated."

"It's okay."

Then there was a sound from the soundsystem that told me that the wedding ceremony was about to start, then everything went closer to the place of the ijab qobul. Including Zein and those two lovebirds.

Everyone was silent to hear the words of the ruler who issued the word ijab to Wira.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Angeli Dewi Rengganis Binti Syifulan with a dowry a set of prayer tools and gold bars 10gram paid in cash."

"Well"

"Well"

"Well"

"Alhamdulillah.."

Then the ruler began to recite further prayers and was observed by everyone who was in that place. Without feeling Zein dripped his tears to cry for the adoration of his heart that had officially become the property of the other person.

I lost, Goddess. I lost to someone younger than me.

While wiping his tears.