How I Love You Season 1 And 2..

68. Priests

" I'm sorry, I mbak.!" arini said, hugging Amira who welcomed her arrival with happy tears.

No, without reason Amira already considers and loves Arini like her biological sister. The sincerity and gentleness of his figure that makes everyone easily love Arini.

There was not a single word that described the happiness and relief of Amira's heart at this moment. For a year trying to find finally be reunited.

" Don't go again, Rin.! We start all over again, open a new page for the good of our lives in the future."

Arini nodded haru. Didn't think there was someone who cared so much about a woman like her.

The priest smiled at Arini who was so happy. Although her tears continued to melt, but her lips raised a smile.

" We're family, so don't ever leave again. We solve the problem together.! " said mas Haris wise.

True said Mas Haris, problems will never be solved by avoiding it. There is no problem that cannot be solved in a good way.

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After a drama full of meetings. Arini chatting with Aisya in the family room. Although only met after so many years, Aisya seemed so comfortable near Arini. So does Arini who looks very happy.

The priest sat leaning against the table watching the two people in his heart at this time. That sweet smile could be seen by the Imam again. Although it was just a smile and not for him, the Imam was happy to see that.

" It's still, love, right?" ask Haris is surprising.

" Eh, mas. Um, "The priest scratches his non-itchy nape.

" Once, dikhitbah aja. Hunt before the other first.!"

Deg, for a moment the Imam remembered that Andi also still put his heart on Arini. He will not waste this opportunity.

" Amira, intending to recognize the Word to Arini."

" Yukhuk.ukhuk..!" The priest choked on hearing those words. Her chest rumbled violently. Fear, jealousy is certain.

" Well, that's okay. Word of good men, fit to replace Fa'i in Arini's heart. I believe that if they are in a match, surely the Word will make Arini happy.!"

The priest sighed deeply, to be honest his heart felt tight to imagine Arini match with men other than himself.

" I promised to stay away from him. If he wants to come back." continued Imam trying to stay strong.

" You're serious, Mama.? He's Arini, Mom.! Look Aisya is so happy near Arini. You don't want to fight to make Arini the mother of Aisya.?"

" Arini is Aisya's parent, Mas!"

" I mean, mas_ "

The priest smiled and then shook his head,

" I know what you mean, Mas Haris. Maybe this is how I love him. I don't want him to suffer more with me. His disappointment in me is still deep. For Aisya's sake she must be willing, but it must be hard to accept me.!"

Haris also understands the position of the Imam is wrong. Complicated indeed! Not much can be done, just rely on Allah SWT. Let destiny speak.

Amira is very eager to match the Word and Arini. For him only the Word is fit to replace the alm. Fa'i dihati Arini. Word of men with strong faith. He was also a lecturer at an Islamic university. Teaching Hadith and Tafseer materials.

" Dear, you're seriously betrothed to Arini and Firman.?" asked Haris that night, as the two prepared to rest.

" Aren't you going too fast.?"

" Yes, right. Get acquainted first. In the future, let them decide. Continue or not. But, I wish they were a match."

" What about the Imam. Wouldn't it be better for the Imam.?"

" Well, you know how disappointed I and Arini are with the Imam. Arini won't be either."

Haris let out a long sigh, to be honest he was more in agreement if the Imam and Arini were united. Not without reason, Haris knew the heart of the Imam. The man's love is too sincere to Arini. Moreover, the personality of the Imam who is mature and calm in acting adds points plus the eyes of Haris.

" Gold, I would rather agree that Arini is the same as the fooled Imam. At least his love for Arini is really sincere. Loyalty is not in doubt either. And most importantly all for the sake of Aisya's happiness."

" No, I hope and want Arini the same Word. Aisya must be happy, even though Arini is not married to the Imam. Arini will still be Aisya's mother."

Haris can't talk anymore. Amira had indeed cheered on her stance since a few months ago, she had already planned this

If one day Arini returns.

And sure enough, Arini came back at the right time. The Word has also come home and really settled in the land of Arini since 2 months ago.

Elsewhere, the Imam stayed by his bed. At first glance the memory of Arini again disturbed his mind. His promise to the woman, made his heart a little worried.

Not because of his deep love. But, it was because of Aisya's happy laughter that made her hesitate.

*Aisya needs a mother figure, she is very comfortable near Arini. How can I go again with Aisya. I promised Arini I would stay away from her life.

Is it true said Mas Haris, if I have to fight for Arini.?

Should I try to make Arini the real mother of Aisya.?

Yes, Allah. What steps should I take now. Show me your best way. Servant does not want to hurt anyone anymore*.

The hearts and minds of the Imam were not in line. The questions seemed to be spinning - swirling filled his brain.

Sighing harshly, the Imam took a cell phone on the nightstand to the left of his bed. Then leaning on the head board, start opening the photo gallery on the phone. Opening the photo that he still occasionally looks at when his heart and mind are not in line.

A picture of two women in his life. Equally - the same makes him fall in love because of the sincerity of his heart. Sabina, his wife's alm, honestly there will never be anyone who replaces that figure in his life even Arini. But, Arini is also no less mean in his heart, she is another woman who made him rise from the slump when losing Sabina.

Shall I go again from Arini's life, Bin.?

You two make me fall in love easily. I never thought fate would make me have to learn to love.

If I could choose, I wouldn't want to fall in love again, Bin. I fell in love with Arini. Sorry because right now, there's another love in my heart.

Tears melted from the corner of the Imam's eyes. Not wanting to blame fate, the Imam tried to accept everything that happened in his life. Wounds are the best way to heal wounds.

Even though the hopes and desires of memeiliki are so strong. However, the Imam hoped that his heart would never be afflicted by a disease that would destroy his faith. In the end, destiny will determine.

Thank you for stopping by.

Sorry for the long time up. Hope you guys like it. Today we talk about feelings, priest. Maybe later Andi and Firman.

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