I'm Putting My Destiny on You

I'm Putting My Destiny on You

The love created in every human heart is the secret of the Almighty. Whether the taste will come down to the point where the One unites in the sacred bond of marriage or simply as the embellisher of the heart of self-examiner.

Comply before God, asking for peace of heart. Expect the taste to melt, so as not to become hopeless in humans. In the silence of the night. Alfiani looked up, resigned himself to the creator. Hope may the raging feeling in the chest disappear, melted together the night .

There were no tears flowing down her cheeks. When the taste above called the gift made him run away. It is not the fault of the giver, but it turns out that the self has not been able to move.

" O God, you are the owner of everything. I place all the destinies You have laid upon me in your hands, O Allah. If indeed Mas Andreas was never written in my destiny. Please, God, remove this taste. Do not let this feeling rule the heart to make me hope, other than Mu ya Alloh "rich temple in prayer that is lafadz with earnestness and submission.

He could not lie to himself if he had fallen for an Andreas. But he could not close his eyes to what he saw. There is a woman who will certainly not be willing, if there is another heart that gives heart to the lover.

Is it wrong for love to greet him?, no, there is nothing wrong with love. But he understood, when love should go, when love should be stopped.

In the silence of the night, Alfiani bowed in submission. Leave all business to the Divine Robbi. He will not deny his destiny. Let Allah be with all His plans.

Alfi moved from his place to honor Allah. Complaining about the worries in him. He did not want to deceive himself by saying that he was okay. Because since the afternoon after seeing someone who predicated as the lover of Andreas, there was a sense of lara that he was unable to explain in words.

Only to Allah will he submit, let Allah with all his destiny, let the taste remain or Allah will eliminate it. It's all too early. When he just felt a sense of admiration for men and now faced with reality. That there was another woman first present in the man's life.

Is this a sign of the universe?, that it has the wrong taste. Could it be that the taste has not been sincere from the heart?, there is an overflowing lust . This is the way Allah rebukes him so as not to hope in humans.

" O God, forgive the servant who still glorifies the world "cloak Alfiani who is now sitting on the edge of the bed.

Right, unknowingly he had hoped in humans. Hope the feeling is reciprocated and stringing the despair together. He forgot, it was God who arranged all the plans. Bitter, sweet, happy, happy and sad. He is enough to carry out the plan that has been arranged perfectly.

Alfiani, lay the body on the bed . The burden in his heart was slightly reduced. When he left, he made a choice. Alfiani muttered a prayer before going to sleep. Until finally the drowsiness comes attacking. Welcoming her with a dream that adorns her sleep.

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The song of the bird sounded loud, welcoming the morning that came with the beautiful rays of the sun. What a bright morning, with the blue sky befriended a cloud of pure white.

Alfiani sat on the swing that was behind the house. Directly facing the expanse of green rice fields with its solid plants. His eyes could not be separated from the book he was reading.

Enjoy the morning breeze that feels soothing. The tip of the hood fluttered in the wind that sometimes blows a little. The rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other, creating a beautiful tone created directly from the Almighty.

" Assalamualaikum deck "the voice of Mas Fariz who has now stood behind him and swung the swing slowly that sat his sister.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, what is it ?" alfi asked as she turned towards her older brother, with a smile imprinted on her lips.

" It turns out that sometimes we forget, if all this is just a deposit from the Almighty. Until we feel we have it. Mas yesterday felt mas Faiq is ours when it comes to releasing it turns out to be sad. But when we give it back to God, it's all easier. All will definitely split up just how to farewell." said Fariz while continuing to swing slowly his sister.

The man's words were like an indirect piece of advice to his sister. Could it be that Fariz knew about the taste tucked in the heart of a Alfiani ?. Alfi only smiled faintly then replied.

" Mas Fariz lebay, kayak who was broken up by a girlfriend aja "alfi chirps while closing the book that was still held by him.

" Diputusin girlfriend?, do you know what it's like to break up a girlfriend ?" ask Faris who pulled the swing rope and turned the sister to face her.

Yes, never have a girlfriend also not ", replied Alfi while standing from his seat. Fariz pulled the tip of the hijab that her sister was wearing.

" That's the name you know" said Fariz who retorted his sister's lips.

" Emang Mas Fariz knows ?" ask back to Alfi while looking at the older brother who was walking beside him. Fariz nodded while shaking.

" It is the same" said Alfi continued the step of entering the house.

" Mas also never dated on deck, want to immediately marry later if it is ready "answer Fariz sure. Alfi raised his thumb and nodded quickly .

" Good" said Alfiani.

The two brothers entered the living room, which appeared uninhabited that morning.

" Where are you with mom ?" alfi asked who did not meet their parents.

" To the city, you want to meet the family of Faiq mas" said Fariz who had dropped himself sitting on a wooden chair in the living room. Followed by the brother sitting in front of him.

" Lho said those who want to come here " said Alfiani who now looks seriously at his brother.

" Father who wants to go there, he said he wants to be happy" replied Fariz . Alfie just nodded.

There was gratitude running through his heart. There's a chance he won't see Andreas anytime soon. And it was good enough for his heart. He only hoped that when he met again with the man he could neutralize the taste that settled in his heart.

" Didn't work ?" alfi asked after they fell silent for a moment. Fariz shook his head without taking his eyes off the phone he was holding. " Short "Fariz holiday. Alfi just mangut-mangut then left the brother.