Love Children Pesantren

God's Destiny

11.25

That afternoon in the yard that was in the backyard of Fariz's house, they all gathered. Today, it just so happens that Abi, Umi and Okta came to visit. Tomorrow they will have to go back to the village. Okta and Kaila rolled out a small carpet under a large shady tree. Of course they are looking for a comfortable place to make it gossip with each other. On the back porch seat, which is not far from the park. Abi and Papa Fariz chatted with each other with two cups of hot coffee still steaming.

While in the kitchen, Umi helps mama Fariz to cook lunch for everything. "It's the drink.biar the seger." Said Ms. Inah by going to Okta and kaila. Carry a few glasses containing syrup with some flavors.

"Thank you Bi..." Kaila. "What does Okta want to taste??"

"Melons."

Kaila instantly took the melon-flavored syrup and the framboze flavor to herself. Then Ms. Inah walked towards Fariz who was sitting on the garden chair alone. "Den, want a drink??" Ask her.

"No need to bi. Thanks." Thanks."

Madam Inah nodded.

He walked back into the house. Before long Aisyah came with some fruits on a small fruit basket. "Sister, will you?"

Fariz nodded with a red apple. After that he walked over to his sister. "This.bak bawain fruit. At the meal.."

"Thank you mbak." Reply Okta.

"It's the same."

"Don't take it?" Ask kaila.

"You eat it." Reply Aisyah gave a smile and turned her back. Go back and sit next to Fariz. "Until when the hell do you have to call me brother?" Ask Fariz.

Aisyah. "What do you want to call him?"

"Yes, I guess."

"Mas??"

"Hm."

"So my brother wants to be called a mas."

Fariz nodded.

"But, if Ayesha calls you, you will call Ayesha using you. Don't use Lo."

Fariz nodded back. "okay."

"Now try to call me mas."

"The gate must also be changed so I. If you were I'd be less suited, brother."

"Yes already. Let's call me mas..."

"Mas."

"Whose mom?" Ask Fariz.

"Mas....Mas Fariz."

Hearing that Fariz immediately smiled widely. "That's dong..."

"You?" Fariz gave the fruit the rest of his bite.

Aisyah shakes.

"Not to brother."

"What?"

Aisyah. "Oh maxed out..."

"Don't really want to? It's a sweet apple. It's really sweet."

Aisyah nodded back rejecting him. But the more he refused, the more Fariz insisted on forcing him to eat the apple.

"Let's eat..." He came closer to Aisha.

Aisha pressed her head forward, eating the apple still held by Fariz. But when the apple had not been completely bitten by her mouth, Aisyah felt something soft warm on her cheek. His black eyeballs instantly glanced to the side. Seeing Fariz who immediately kissed her cheek. Aisha changed her position. "Oh Brother Fariz..naughty!!" He said slowly with

rubbing the cheek of her husband's kiss. It's nothing, he's not used to being kissed. Every time he kisses he always eludes. I don't know why it's like that, but it's been a habit since childhood. It's ticklish.

"Eh, don't dong..." Fariz's words stopped Ayesha's hand.

"ASLOPE....IF YOU WANT TO BE FRIENDLY PLISS DO NOT BE HERE!!" Kaila's screams made them look.

"Yes, Ayesha is not very polite." Tymphal Octa.

"Kok mbak??" Ask Aisyah. Where is the point of his disrespect?

"Why the hell are you guys? It's so cool to see us being friendly" Fariz questioned.

"If you want to be friendly. But not in front of us dong. You know ga, our current age is again the beginning of the beginning of growing seeds of love. Who wants to be seen as a man, wants to have a girlfriend. Is it mbak?"

Okta nodded at kaila's words. "So, if you want to be friendly, don't be here. In front of us again. Yes, our single soul thrashed...You can't appreciate it!" Kaila.

"Where do we keep it?" Ask Fariz.

"In the room there.can be satisfied." Answer kaila lightly. Fariz.

"Dad, go to the room."

Aisyah shakes.

"Aisha don't want to split duren brother..." Answer Aisha. "Eh, max it's mas."

"Not a duren."

"Keep what?"

Fariz. It is also difficult to have a wife like Aisha. Easy amused, can not be romantic-romatic like others, hard also to release his virginity.

Fariz sighed slowly. "Yes, it's just here. But how? Sweet right?"

Aisyah nodded. "Yes sweet. Delicious."

"You again??"

"Can." Answer Aisha. But he scrunched his forehead as Fariz approached again, like he wanted to do the same thing as before. "Eh, what do you want to do?"

"Say she wants more."

"The apple... Aisha wants apples. Because the apples are sweet. Not a sweet kiss." Hearing that Fariz sighed heavily. "Yes this is..." He gave the apple that was now half left to Aisha.

"Thank you."

"O Allah, give patience to the servant." Fariz Gumam. "Huufft, that's hard. In the past time it was not halal can not, now it is halal even difficult." Her speech was lethargic.

Before long, Adzan Dzuhur sounded. They immediately rushed to perform Dzuhur prayer. Coincidentally the prayer room in this house is quite spacious. After prayer, continue with lunch together. With the food prepared beforehand. The dining table is long, it can be for many people. Laughter, clinking sounds between the plate and the spoon, the sound of the hooka dominating due to its own frenzy, and some soft voices talking to each other. It's crowded, and colorful. Everyone enjoyed the food delicious.

Of course seeing this state made Aisyah's heart unceasingly grateful for being happy. She was indeed a second wife, but today God makes her the only wife, the whole wife who

owned by fariz. He is not the first to have, but his destiny is always to accompany today until tomorrow. Together for ever.

His belief in God's destiny is growing stronger. As difficult as it may be to reach him, no matter how far apart, no matter how complicated his love story, which is destined for you, he will remain yours and come to you. Even from what is impossible to have, God can turn everything upside down if He wills. Whatever your current condition is, stay optimistic and confident that you can definitely get through it all. Believe that when you are sincere about your situation, that is where God has prepared happiness for you. So do not let you give up, keep walking even though you are tired. Bring the happiness that awaits you. In the past, make it a learning and provision to achieve a beautiful future in your life.

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November 25, East Jakarta

23.20

A woman who is now in the living room, had been pacing back and forth. She bit her fingers, worried about her husband's situation. He walked back to the window, looking ahead. Where heavy rain is pouring down in the middle of this silent night. Added to that by the light of lightning visible from the sky. His heart is so broken. May her husband be well.

"Oh God..." He muttered by taking a deep breath. He tried to contact again, but unfortunately there was no answer. How'this??

He turned his back, choosing to sit on the living room sofa. Calms heart. She must be fine, yes her husband will definitely come home safely. His eyes were fixed on the photo on the wall. With the background of the plane, and her husband wears a pilot suit. He looks so dashing

in reply huufft....

00.18

The door opened, revealing a man still wearing a full pilot uniform. He closed the door again and walked towards the sofa. His eyes were fixed on his wife who was sitting by closing her eyes there. He must have fallen asleep waiting for her.

He immediately put all the items he carried on the table, as well as remove his pilot hat. His right hand was tucked behind the wife's neck, while his left hand was tucked under the woman's knees. Lift and take him to the room. He put his wife on the bed, confirmed her posture, pulled the blanket up to her shoulders and last kissed her forehead.

•••••

Syifa started to open her eyes. He changed his sleeping position to the right. Feeling that something was lacking, he opened his eyes wide. "Lhoh mas's..." Call him reflex by waking up and sitting down. Finding Reyhan who was not beside her, made her even more agitated. Last night he said he came home, is it until this hour still not home?

Syifa immediately stood up turning on the room lights. His intention of going out to find Reyhan was stifled when he found the guy sleeping on the sofa. "Why sleep on the couch??" Shifa muttered asked. Without a second thought he immediately picked up the blanket and brought it to Reyhan. Covering the guy so as not to get cold.

His eyes were fixed on the towel that was draped

on the sofa, make him immediately pick it up and put it in its usual place. Syifa held his forehead. For some reason at the end of this he often felt dizzy and tired. When noticed, it seems like his weight also went up. Just seems. Let's hope not, if he gets fat, uhhh. Moreover, the car cannot be every day. Only the edition when her husband came home.

At 06.50

They both had breakfast together. Reyhan fell silent at Syifa who was eating voraciously. "Fa..."

"Hm??"

"When do we have a child?"

Deg

Syifa took off the spoon that was in her hand. He was silent as Reyhan asked that. "When can you get pregnant?"

They have been married for almost three years, but not yet at the gift of a child. Syifa smiled despite being forced. "Syifa also does not know, but In Shea Allah will surely give. Ah mas calm down, out there are many kok kayak us. Some even take five, seven years."

"We tried, but nothing worked." Reyhan.

Syifa gulped her saliva. "Ah look at the stomach of Syifa, now really distended. What do you eat most??" Syifa tried to divert the conversation. He rubbed his stomach. "Syifa please eat it..."

Syifa stood up, she walked towards the room. Sit on the bed. Take a deep breath, exhale slowly. He saw his stomach. "And this is it's a baby. It is not fat that makes you distended. Ih, why the hell use bloated everything. I have diminished my beauty....!!"

"Do I have to diet...Ah, but it's really males. I could diet if I couldn't stand to see food. But if it's not dieting, I keep fat, fat, it's not pantes if the same way Reyhan mas. Fat time and handsome guy. Not really.uh..."

Syifa turned her head as Reyhan came into the room. "Mas, is the meal finished?" Reyhan nodded. He sat down on the sofa and opened the laptop, starting to focus on looking for something. Syifa sat down beside Reyhan. "Your last night home at what time? why isn't Syifa's phone picked up? Anywhere long until his home. I know Syifa is worried. Why did you sleep on the couch last night? Why aren't you in bed?!"

"Jam twelve, lowbat battery, stuck, keep sleeping on the sofa." Reyhan replied completely.

Syifa. Only one came to his mind. Her husband is different from the others. "Why can you fall asleep?"

"Small."

"Haaahs...Syifa is the same. The end of this is very tired body. Why yes? Easy lemes mas.padahal ga work.

what is it."

Reyhan. "Still tired?"

"He'em."

Reyhan immediately stood up and walked out, but not too long ago he went back into the room. "What's that?" Ask Syifa.

"Balchem."

"For whom?"

"You."

"That's not Syifa. It will smell like an old man."

"Let the seal say."

"No!!" Reject the syifa, but Reyhan still kekeh to apply the balm on his wife's hand.

"Huueek,,, ga tasty. What's this smell anyway???" Syifa covered her nose.

Reyhan only glanced at her by continuously massaging Syifa's hands. It was also done on both feet of the girl. Yeah, let him feel better. "Udah is already. Syifa doesn't smell that way."

"Where?"

"Bau..ga likes!!"

"His seal is it?"

"Yet. It's even the heat of the body."

"Wait on." Reyhan was patient.

"Hueeek,, you don't like it."

"Lo's kiss is problematic."

"No. Healthy smell Syifa." His eagle. "People can still differ where it smells."

Drying

Reyhan reached into his pants pocket, then picked up the phone. "Hello..."

"Waalaikum salam. How's it?"

"Can you go there now?"

"OKAY. What time?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Hm."

"Waalaikum salam."

•••••

Afternoon, after they both pray together. Reyhan immediately left.

"Where are you? Who's the same?" Ask Syifa.

"Finished."

"Syifa's coming."

"Don't!!"

"Why can't you?, I can't tomorrow..."

Reyhan.

"important??"

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Reyhan.

"Yes, that's it." Syifa replied with Reyhan's hand.

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikum salam." Reply Syifa pouted. Seeing that it made Reyhan smile thinly then stroking the top of his wife's head, he immediately walked away after that.

•••••

The clock has shown almost nine o'clock at night, but Reyhan has not yet returned home. Just like last night, it was raining tonight. Of course it made Syifa worried.

Ting tong's...Ting tong's...

Syifa smiled in relief, quickly walking to open the door. It is true that Reyhan came, but not alone but with a woman.

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