HEAVEN LOVE IN BISMILLAH

WE'RE NOT DATING

"Beautiful is..." Praise the middle-aged woman who is a close neighbor of Azis in the housing.

Zahrana looked smiling, her face blushing instantly.

"Son Ajis is very clever looking for a wife..." Praise him again.

"Thank God, Miss Yanti. I am not looking for Dik Zahra, but God who has brought us together through our families, Ma'am." Ajis explained the truth.

"So you guys never dated?" Bu Yanti, the middle-aged woman was amazed to hear the words of Ajis.

"No, Mum..." Ajis's bell convinced Yanti.

"That's it, Son Zahra?" he asked, still looking in disbelief.

"Yes, Mom..." Nodding Zahrana justifies her husband's speech.

Yeah, we're not dating. But with this marriage, our relationship feels more beautiful.there is no sin in selfishness That is called Love, may our marriage continue until Jannah... Aamiin Ya Rabbal 'Alamiin...

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Falshbacks

"What Mom? Has anyone come for Zahra?" Zahra asked in disbelief. Not only that, his face also looked disappointed by the news conveyed by his mother. He was upset, why didn't his parents just refuse? His eyes were still visible at the time.

"Yes, Son... Now that the young man with his family is waiting for you outside, they are accompanied by your father, son." replied Bu Zainab feeling guilty.

"Sorry Mom, Zahra can't... I know..."

"Mom knows, Son..." Cut the Zainab bu fast. "Mom knows you can't forget your past. But please, they're our guests... At least, help mom to respect the guests who come. Accept it or not, it's up to you. Broken heart that you feel, does not mean you have to make you slump and fall as low as possible, does not it?" Bu Zainab pleaded. He even held his daughter's fingers.

"But, Mum..." Zahrana still looks reluctant to fulfill her mother's request. He even returned to lay his body on the mattress while hugging the bolster that had supported his chest.

"Mother please, Son... I'll definitely feel disappointed later, too, if you don't go out to see them." Pinta Bu Zainab is getting louder.

"They're going to be disappointed too, ma'am... So why did Zahra force her to meet them?" Ketus Zahra was still in contention at his stance.

"Whatever your decision will be, they won't be disappointed, son... They're good people. At least, with you out to meet them, they will not go home with nothingness and rudeness. Do not let others know our problems, think and guess about us, which we ourselves would be ashamed of." Zainab said she still wants to make Zahrana understand and melt in the end.

"Yes already, Mom... Zahra's out, but I'm not disappointed with Zahra's decision..." Zahra also said. There was a twinkle of happiness on the face of Zainab's mother, hearing her daughter's words.

"If so, Zahra get ready first, ma'am..." He said while getting back up.

"Yes, I went out to meet them, too..."

Zahra nodded, then got up from her bed to get ready to fulfill her mother's request.

Laughter filled the living room in Zahrana's house. But his ears could catch the young man's flare. For some reason, his body temperature suddenly seemed to decrease instantly. Zahrana felt her hands were so cold, and her heart was pounding uncontrollably.

Ouch... Why are you suddenly so nervous? And I haven't seen him at all? Who her?

Zahrana was leaning against the parlour wall with the room where she was currently flailing to hear their parents chatter.

"Loh, Mum... How long has Zahra been out, huh? He didn't sleep anymore, did he, after Mom died?"

Zahra heard his father's voice questioning him.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahiim..." Zahrana said softly with her palms closed to her chest and closed her eyes, then came out of hiding before her mother confusedly answered a question from her father.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." He said as he entered the living room where the two families were talking to each other.

"Wa'alaikumussalam..." Follow them simultaneously.

Srrrrr

Zahrana's blood flowed quickly, her heart pounding even more as her eyes accidentally met the face of the young man her mother had mentioned earlier. It was Muhammad Ajis Andika.

For a moment, they sat face-to-face in despair. But the voice of their parents quickly resuscitated them, so they both bowed their eyes quickly.

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