Marriage Without Love (Khanza Story)

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"Mbak, if Mbak Ratna pleases .. come with us. Coincidentally, our house in the village of W had not been in for a long time. Stay there with Bagas! All the villagers were very friendly. God willing, Bagas will have many friends there. I will enroll Bagas to attend ICPA Elementary School. Primary School founded by my father and mother as a substitute for Smart House," he continued.

After a moment of thought, Ratna accepted Khanza's offer.

Their conversation was interrupted when the voice of the divine call was heard. Rangga, Khanza, Ratna, and Bagas welcomed the divine call by hastening to purify themselves. Then they prepare to perform the congregation's morning prayers ....

....

Arunika greeted two people who were drunk with love. Them ... Dylan and Dara. After performing the morning prayer service, the two returned to perform the ritual of unification of the body. As if, what they did last night had not satisfied the desire.

Dylan kissed Dara long on the forehead and hugged her innocent body tightly after ending the ritual that became opium.

"I love you, Dara Larasati" he whispered right in the ear of the halal lover.

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The words whispered by Dylan successfully scored a red hue on Dara's face. Red face othornya if being seduced by beloved husband. Ahayy .... Okay, ignore the othor who is pregnant with this pussy.

With a little stammered, Dara replied to the words of the dream man who has now been her husband. "I Love you too, Dylan Abhimanyu's Son."

Dylan smiled. He slipped the child's hair that covered Dara's beautiful face behind the ear and then guided his beloved wife's hand to circle around her neck.

"Honey, I'm so grateful to have a woman as beautiful and perfect as you. Fathers and mothers are never wrong to choose a life partner for their children. Mbak Khanza married to mas Rangga. A handsome man who approached the word perfect. And ... his youngest son, married to a beautiful girl like an angel and always keep chastity." Dylan paused for a moment. He stared at the wife's eyes intensely. Dara looked back at Dylan with the same look.

"Honey, may our love story be like the love story of father and mother. Although their age is no longer young, the love of father and mother never faded. Father and mother love each other even though their marriage at first. However, to bandage each other's wounds --"

"As your mother once told you, Bang?"

"Dear, that's right."

"The story of father and mother is not much different from our story, Bang?"

"Heem. Yes Dear. Once upon a time, I had an ex-lover. That woman is not my mother. The love story of his father and ex-girlfriend is very sad. Their relationship ends because of an impartial love destiny. Her father and ex-boyfriend are planning to get married. However, before the wedding day, Dad had a tragic accident. Everyone thought Dad was dead --"

"Indeed, who's dad's ex-lover, Bang?"

"Former father's lover .. Aunt Alya."

"Tante Alya .. Raikhan's wife?"

Dylan nodded faintly. "Yes, honey, you're right."

"Where do you know their story?" ask Dara wonder.

"From oma Shella. It's Raina's brother. He often tells the story of Aunt Alya, Abi's father, mother Kiran, and om Raikhan."

"Bang, tell me .. The beginning of Alya's father-aunty relationship is over! I mean, when I had an accident," Dara said.

"All right, sweetheart. But promise, don't shed a tear!"

"Heem. God willing, Bang."

"Origin ...." Dylan started telling stories.

Flashback On (Pov. Author)

Raikhan kept driving his car. Along the way, the man who looked like Lee Min Ho just fell silent, his face looked anxious.

As for Alya, he tried to throw off his fret by always chanting dhikr and prayer for the salvation of Abhimana, the future priest who was very dear to him.

"May you always take care of him for me, Robb, "the love that comes from Alya's lips.

After penetrating the hustle of the city, Raikhan began to drive his car with more speed through the road to the countryside.

True what Abimana's friend said, the road to village X is very steep and slippery. If not memorized by the road to be passed, maybe a car or other vehicle, will easily fall into the abyss. Naudzubillah.

"Al, try to call Bima!" Raikhan's voice broke the silence that had been created.

"I-iya Mas, I'll call her for a minute."

Alya tried to make a call to Abimana's mobile number. Yet there was no response from the shady-eyed man. A few times I tried it, I still didn't get any results.

"How is this, Mas Rai?" Alya's lips were trembling. He was worried about Abimana.

"Prophe Al, maybe ... Bima has arrived at the house of oma," he replied as he calmed Alya. He was also very worried about his best friend.

Alya kept trying to send messages, but still nil. However, Abimana did not reply to a message from his future wife.

Raikhan just kept driving his car ....

"Astaghfirullah." Alya and Raikhan shouted. Almost Raikhan's car collided with a truck that passed from the opposite direction.

Raikhan's face was pale. But he kept trying to drive with focus.

On the winding road, they were again shocked by the bus from the opposite direction. Raikhan's car almost hit the bus.

"Oh my God, what is this?" lirih Alya's. Raikhan's face turned pale. His hands began to tremble.

"M-mas Raikhan's fine, isn't he?"

"Yes, Alya is always praying."

Silence back.

"Mas, I'm getting worried about Mas Abi. The road we're on is dangerous." Alya squeezed both her hands. Feelings of worry and fear are getting worse.

"Positive thinking Al! Okay!"

"Yes, it's." Alya nodded faintly.

Alya circulated the gaze out the window. Suddenly his net gaze was fixed on the group of people standing on the edge of the abyss. There are some police officers who put up a police line.

Alya's feelings are getting less and less.

"Mas, we stop here huh!"

Raikhan who understood Alya's intentions, immediately stopped the speed of his car and then pulled over on the left side of the road.

"Al, let me see it. You wait here!" he looked at Alya's face.

"Mas, I'm coming. I-I can't wait."

"Alya, this time please don't argue! Okay!" Raikhan's tone of voice sounded firm and did not want to be denied.

"Stay wait here, don't go anywhere Al!"

Without waiting for a reply from Alya, Raikhan immediately got out of the car. The man approached the police near the police line.

Alya kept watching him from the car glass. The look on Raikhan's face changed. Until, Alya could not bear to know what really happened there.

Patiently, Alya got out of the car. A police officer shows Raikhan something.

DEG DEG DEG

The more Alya stepped up, the more clearly visible the item was shown.

"The blue ash" he said.

Alya ran over to Raikhan.

"Mas, what's going on? Blue tasbih? It doesn't belong to Mas Abi, does it? Mas, answer me!" The question that was thrown in a high tone, attracted the attention of many people. They looked at Alya with pity.

"Institute! What's going on?" Alya again uttered a question sentence.

There was a clear circle dripping unexcused from both corners of Raikhan netra.

"Al, break your heart!"

"What happened, Mom? Please, answer!" Alya started sobbing.

"This is Bima's prayer beads, right Al?" Raikhan handed over Abimana's beloved prayer beads to his future wife. Alya accepted it with trembling hands. Then he stared fixedly. And it was true, that blue tasbih belonged to Abimana.

"I-iya, this is my lover's prayer beads. What happened to her?"

Raikhan let out a long breath. Then gave a successful answer to destroy Alya's feelings.

"Al, what we fear is happening. Bima's car went into the ravine and exploded. Bima's body was also found destroyed. This tasbih Al is still intact --" Raikhan's voice choked. It was as if something was clogging his throat.

"Oh my God, this is impossible." Alya's body instantly suffocated, as if without the slightest power. Alya fell down. Raikhan tries to strengthen by embracing the shoulder of Alya, his best friend's future wife.

"Al, you must be strong, the strong Alya!"

"No Mas, I'm sure it's not Mas Abi. The body found was not Mas Abi. I'm sure it's Mas, hiks. It's definitely not him. That's not him ...."

"Al, that's Bima. You must accept the truth! Al Isolation ...."

"No Mas. My heart believes that Mas Abi is still alive. He promised he would never leave me. He also promised to always look after Alya. Mas Abi promised not to let his future wife cry --" Alya's chest felt tight followed by a clear circle that increasingly spilled. Alya beat her chest and called out the name of her beloved lover, Abimana Surya Saputra.

It seemed that the people who were in that place, felt empathy towards Alya. Not a few of them shed tears.

"Ndhuk is strong! Patience, funny!" said a middle-aged mother while patting Alya's shoulder.

Alya's crying became more and more. Until ... suddenly his vision felt dark. The poor girl's body grew weak.

"Alya ...." The voice he last heard before falling unconscious ....

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