Love Children Pesantren

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"FARIZ!!"

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When the name was called by Ghea, Ayesha's heart immediately beat fast. Aisyah directly lowered her head deeply. The sound of footsteps with a little running, increasingly heard close by him.

"This is my drink."Fariz smiled by giving a bottle of yogurt to Ghea.

"Thank you, yeah..." Ghea. "Oi ya Riz, this was I met Aisyah..." Ghea slipped her hand on the shoulder of the girl standing beside her.

Gathering her courage, Aisyah directed her gaze to look towards Fariz. The look they meet. His heart was beating faster again. Actually, he was happy, because this is what he wanted. But the situation is different, at this time Fariz met him because of another woman.

"Riz, Aisyah wants to go home with us. Because he lives on the Seruni road, we happen to also pass there. Aye right?"

Fariz nodded slowly.

"Yes, I entered Yuk..." Take Ghea. He opened the passenger door for Aisyah, so that the girl could directly enter her. Followed by herself, who preferred to sit beside Aisyah rather than sitting in the chair beside Fariz.

Before long, the same thing Fariz did was sitting in the steering wheel. His eyes glanced at the rearview mirror, then turned on the car engine. Slowly the car walked out of the mosque area.

During the journey, Aisyah becomes convinced that Ghea has changed now. He did not hesitate to ask her, let alone about religion. And the question that made her a little surprised was how to be a good wife. The thing that made Aisyah stare at Ghea long ago. Is that girl married?

"Emm stop stop kak.", Pinta Aisyah made Fariz stop the speed of his car on the side of the road. "Dear down here."

"Where is your home?" Ask Ghea.

"Smoke from here. Yes, Aisyah has come down. Thanks for the anterin."

"It's the same."

Aisyah opened the door and got out of the car. He walked straight to his aunt's house.

"DORRO...!"

His steps came to a halt, his head turned towards Ghea who was coming down from the car.

The girl walked up to him. "Wait a minute" said Ghea by opening the bag and then take something out of it. "It's..."

Aisyah fell silent, looked at Ghea and then turned towards the object she was thrusting. "Don't forget to come..." Added Ghea.

Slowly Aisyah accepted the invitation. Ghea smiled. "If you can come Alhamdulillah. I'll go first. Assalamualaikum"

"Waalaikum salam" answered Aisyah looking at the back of Ghea who walked into the car, until soon the car was back away. Aisyah was glued to see the invitation in her hand.

F&G

The initial writing printed on the invitation, made Aisyah's legs instantly limp. They...Is this their wedding invitation?

Aisha chose to continue her steps. Arriving at home, he immediately entered the room, locked the door and sat his body on the mattress. His eyes were fixed on the invitation that was still in his hand. Doubtfully and slowly Aisyah tried to open it.

...&...

...Ghea Leani Magnoly...

"Wednesday, thirteen October..." Mumbled Aisyah reading it. Her tears instantly collapsed. His chest felt tight, his eyes felt hot, his head suddenly dizzy. Whynot? The person he always prayed for, so that they were united but in fact had to swallow the bitter reality by having to mengikhlaskan her with other women. Please, maybe Aisyah can. But it can't be that easy to forget everything. Everything that has happened between them. For many years, this love was lodged in his heart. Never been less, let alone lost.

Aisyah closed her eyes. Her tears kept flowing. "shouldn't! I shouldn't have hoped too much! You shouldn't have to hold on tight to Shah! Love, love your feet! but you forget that not everyone who loves each other can unite!" His word. "Look, if it's like this. You're the one who got hurt."

How'this? Should she attend her? His heart? Be powerful?

Meanwhile, in the car, Ghea just stared silently at Fariz. That guy, I don't know what's wrong with him. He just fell silent and did not want to open the subject as usual. "Riz, Lo why?", she asked but Fariz just kept quiet by staying focused on looking ahead.

Ghea lowered her head. In his heart came a few questions. Does Fariz still keep the flavor with Aisyah? Can't he forget the girl? What if everything's right? What's he gonna do later? She knew Fariz loved Aisyah very much, and only loved the girl. And he knows, Fariz never loved him. How will the fate of the household be? Fariz did not love the woman he was going to marry. Fariz also has the right to decide which girl he will be in a relationship with.

"Udah until!"

Ghea wiped her tears, she smiled. "Yes thanks...I'll go down first. Assalamualaikum."

"Greetings waalaikum"

Ghea got out of the car, without wasting any time Fariz directly stuck his gas. Drive car. In her solitude, her tears just shed. Why Shah? Why did you just show up now? Why just now? His heart asked.

Why did you come at a time like this? When I try to forget and throw away this love, when I want to try to love another woman, when I will marry another woman! Where did you go first? Where were you when I sat waiting for Lo! Hope Lo comes, and Lo will be my companion! His heart asked again.

"WHERE?? WHY IS IT COMING NOW SHAH!! WHY?" Shouted Fariz. He could not stop his tears at all.

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So that night, the night before a sacred sentence was said, the night before actually establishing a holy relationship, the night before the wedding was done. In the loneliness, the three of them prostrated at almost the same time. I don't know, what's really going on. But yes, at the same time. In their bow they cry. In his weeping, there was a prayer that they offered to his Lord.

In the details of his prayer beads, their hearts said to each other. No lies for tonight.

"O Allah, what should I do? If You still give the servant a chance, it feels like the servant is married to a man who truly loves the servant. For whatever will happen, whatever it is please strengthen the heart of the servant in the face of everything." Ghea said in her prayer. Her crying means everything. Honestly, she's a woman, and wants to be married by a man who loves her. And it's true to love her, not to love another woman. Once he found the diary Fariz, and there was only the name Aisyah. That proves that the man only loves one woman in his heart, not the other.

Fear of the fate of the household later, because an important foundation in the household is love. Love that creates trust. Trust is the key in a relationship. One more thing over her tears at this time, a secret that Fariz and her family do not know about her current state.

Meanwhile, in his solitude, in his tears was either a regret or an indecision that his heart could not lie. Where there is someone who is happily married to a woman who is not at all loved, even when he tried to love ghea, Aisyah suddenly came just like that. How can this love not be lost?

I never felt this much love for someone. He had never known love before, and did not want to be involved in it. But at the moment he is not only involved but trapped. Her tears over her love for Aisha, but that love can't keep them together. And maybe he also has to accept the fact that the woman he loves will be with another man, not him. O Allah, whatever your destiny may be, I believe it is the best. Even if not, I can't change it. It was too strong for the opponent's servant. Whatever it is, I accept. Inner Fariz. When he says he's ready, he's not ready. Not ready to marry Ghea. But he also did not want to disappoint his mother.

"Oh Allah, I have often prayed that we might meet and be united. But in fact, your destiny says something else. If this is the best, give sincerity so that the servant can accept everything." Aisyah. Her tears flowed nonstop. "Truly You are the One Who Turns Back. Then do not make the servant to love the man who is married later. O Allah, grant him happiness in his household, always protect him O Allah. Give her everything that is best for her. And may You also give the servant a proper man, to be the servant priest. Verily, You are the best planner. Aamiin..."

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So, the most sincere point of love is when you no longer force prayer to be united, but to be sincere. Regardless of the end of the story and sincerely no matter how it goes. Though the heart refuses to realize. But your logic is bruised, even sprawled. Because you forget that we are often slapped by reality.

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