HEAVEN LOVE IN BISMILLAH

MEET

That afternoon Zahrana left the house. He missed the atmosphere of his village. He went for a walk on his own to enjoy the beauty of the beach that he hadn't seen since he married Ajiz.

Before leaving, she wrote a message to her husband asking for permission.

Incidentally, Nur and Muslims have not returned to teach at that hour. While Faiz and Faizah join both Zahrana's parents to the market for additional shopping. As for Hidayat, he will definitely meet his friends because they have not been together for a long time.

That's why he intends to get out. Zahrana was so excited when he just heard the roar of the waves on the beach as if calling himself to come there immediately. But slowly, his smile faded. The figure of the young man who had just come out of the beach was walking past him.

"P-Pri..." Call him Lirih. A feeling of guilt arises in him when he sees a flat look on the face of the man who is none other than his ex-lover, as well as his half-brother. A man who no longer lives, and has even been pushed away from the bottom of his heart for a long time.

Ari grinned wryly full of ridicule.

"Good yes, you've finally benefited from our story. You don't even remember it as the most beautiful memory. Why are you so cruel, Zahrana?" The man's words were insinuating and sounded sharp in Zahrana's ears.

Zahrana's heart crumbled like it was squeezed by the words of the man before her.

"P-Pri..." Zahrana mentioned the man's name once again nervously. The guilt grew in his heart. Because that man is his past. The real man in the role that Arya played in the novel story 'not the wrong breastfeeding mother', his own writing.

"I haven't even been able to find your replacement yet, Zahrana... But why are you even like this? You think nobody's sick, huh? I'm exactly like that. Why don't you just make the man in your novel's character commit suicide? Let it be perfect you're making fun of me..." Fucking Ari again as if removing the uneg-uneg in his heart.

"Pri-l... M-not that, Ari..."

"Then what, Zahra... My self-esteem feels torn to the ground reading your novel..."

"I had to, Ari... I'm forced to make it into a coffer of money..."

"Forced?" aridiansyah said with scorn.

"Pets..." Call Zahrana lirih. "You know, don't you know, what kind of trouble my parents have with Rianur's sister?" Zahrana tried to explain why he did it.

"Already, Zahrana... You even laugh to enjoy the results... Hows it? You satisfied? The results must be a lot, right? Even to the point of being picked up to the big screen by the best producer in the country." Hold Ari. He seemed unwilling to hear any explanation coming out of Zahrana's mouth.

Zahrana's heart was getting stifling. Her tears rolled when she heard the accusations Ari made against her.

"Ariy..." Zahrana approached slowly. He raised his hand to rub the man's shoulder, but put it back down.

"Why do you doubt? Aren't you going to marry no man but me? Do you still love me?" Ari asked starting to soften her voice. He was heartbroken, expecting Zahrana's love to return to him.

Zahrana shook her head violently refuting Ari's thoughts about her feelings.

"You're lying, right? The truth is you still love me, don't you, Zahra? He's nothing with me. I am even more handsome and younger than him. I can give you anything you want, even to get Rianur's brother out of his trouble." Ari said like a lost man. Seen from the way forced Zahrana claimed to still love him.

"No, Ari... I love my husband, even faster than I thought." Zahrana denied Ari's remarks about her feelings.

Ari fell silent. His glare turned furious. "Prophetic..." Ketus Ari with furious anger Seraya passed away leaving Zahrana.

"Pri-l... Ari's... Ariyii..." Call Zahrana, but Ari no longer replied, even to look.

"Yes Allah... Ari not Ridho our story of servants book and trade. Am I sinning, O God?" Zahrana dropped her knees slowly over the sand of the beach.

"Really, there is no intention of pests except just to restore the economy of the slave family that had been slumped at that time... Even the income that Bang Ajis had collected from his stall, could not be used for the sick medicinal costs that the servant was currently experiencing. The servant still keeps secret the sickness of the servant, O Allah, because the servant does not want to burden the servant's family. Especially the husband..." Zahrana Rintih.

Zahrana repeatedly wiped her tears lamenting her guilt towards Aridiansyah who was hurt by it.

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