Melody Love Aqila

Melody Love Aqila
chapter 2 The match



Shinta fell asleep very well, she dreamed of being visited by her mother. Her mother looked beautiful and charming, smiling and thanking her. After that her mother left, leaving Shinta in the vast meadow.


"Mothers... Mother.. Don't leave Shinta, Mother... Mother.." her screams.


Shinta woke up from her dream, her face pale and full of sweat. At the sight of Aqila guarding her, Aqila fell asleep holding her hand, as if she was afraid of losing her.


"Pity you son" he said softly.


The feeling of haru and longing for his mother, makes him feel the struggle of a mother is so heavy. Shinta got out of bed, sanctified, then performed prayer. While prostrating, he recited many prayers to his mother, tears soaking his tongue.


Shinta broke down her body, looked at the ceiling of room , glanced at Aqila, then smiled. Her memory floated ten years ago, as she hugged her with a smile, took her in her room, sat her in a dressing chair, then combed Shinta's fine hair.


"You're all grown up and beautiful, it's time to get married son". Say mother.


Shinta was silent, she did not know what to say. Shinta has a heart, she wants to say it but she does not want to smile her mother's happiness is lost.


"Would you marry a mother's best friend's son?" ask mom


Mother looked at Shinta's face deeply, she was about to find the answer to her question. She looked happy after Shinta nodded her head, her smile unwilling to leave her face.


"Your husband-to-be is so handsome, you won't be disappointed. He is also very smart and polite. I'm not gonna hurt you, son, trust me" Mom said.


Shinta closed her eyes, trying to cast away the shadow of the heart that approached her.


No one knows the future but the timer. Sad and happy are not the melodies of the rhythms of human life? no need to be sad Shinta, no need to cry.just forget her, forget it.


Inner Shinta thrashed, trying to get rid of the person who adorned his heart.the turmoil and emptiness controlled some of his soul, finally he entrusted to Allah SWT the ruler of the soul.


Shinta's matchmaking day arrived, the house was arranged nicely, the busyness increased compared to the usual day.


Shinta appears in a beautiful dress and is treated like a princess. From the outside, a group of candidates came, father and mother greeted them with jokes.


Shinta peeked out of the window glass, her heart full of shock, her body shaking, she made sure back what she saw was hoping that what she saw was just a hallucination.


"Sister, who will be my bride?", asked Shinta to her brother.


"Whose white clothes are you wearing?" Ask Shinta slowly.


"That's his sister, two years different from Ardian. His name is Gamal Anugerah".


Why it can happen like this...


Shinta's eyes cast a shadow of grief.


"Dear shinta, come here." Said Dad, holding his hand.


Shinta felt the room was boisterous, her heart reluctant to follow her father's orders, but her body still approached her.


"It's Shinta, pretty right?" joking Dad with a face made funny, the laughter of many people accompanied him.


Shinta was unable to catch their words, her attention was only on Gamal who was looking at her hatefully.


Shinta could no longer afford to sit with the guests in the room, she ran away in the kitchen, she helped the waiters prepare drinks for the guests.


Gamal comes to Shinta, he signals Shinta to follow him. After feeling safe, Shinta was stared at sharply. Shinta took a few steps back.


"Explain!" shouted Gamal.


"I'm sorry" Shinta said in tears.


"Didn't I ask you to be patient and wait?" gamal said he was holding back his anger.


"And you are ready to wait" said Gamal again.


"But what is this? you played me!, betrayed me!, you made me look stupid with your false hopes!" Gamal said with his voice raised, hit hard table in front of him.


Shinta is surprised by Gamal's attitude, more surprised when he sees Ardian has been behind him.


The sound of the Adhan spread Shinta's daydreams, he took a stand and woke his daughter up for congregational prayer.