Missing Voice Azhan

Farewell

Akia continued to wipe his tears that were relentlessly dripping. The girl still felt a deep sadness in her heart. His head continued to look back where his loved ones stood there, in front of the ponpes Daarul Mukminin.

Even the girl still saw clearly, how her best friend Pipit, her brother Ustazhah Syifa and also some of her students did not cry as much as they wanted to let go.

The time of 3 years is not a short time for him to know and familiar with people around the ponpes. He was so close to that place, where originally the place for him to seek treatment, now turned into a place for him to study and also practice it.

Azriel slowly pulled the still sad body of his wife into his arms. Gently rubbed his still trembling back. The man tried hard to dispel Akiia's sadness, and replace it with happiness.

"We'll come back to visit here later. Don't be sad anymore, I can't watch you cry baby." His whisper was soft on his wife's ear

Akiia nodded, though in her heart the girl felt sad, but she realized, however, that she was no longer alone. There was someone he had to look after and he noticed. There is a person where to devote and devote himself.

The girl slowly smiled, looking up at the handsome face of her husband. His hands were raised to the top to rub Azriel's cheek.

"Sorry." Her smile expanded as the peaceful gaze of her husband was fixed on her.

"Mas knows you're still so hard to do all this, but I'm sure one day you'll get used to it."

Akia nodded back, then spread her head in her husband's field with her hands wrapped around Azriel's body. Greeted by her husband who immediately hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead dearly.

Rio who was focusing on driving with occasional glances towards the back through the rearview mirror in front of him. Cursed himself who had to be trapped in the car along with the couple.

Singles fate, must see something that makes my soul of singles rebel. If I continue to be treated to scenes like this every day, for a long time I can go crazy. I want to get married too. But the boyfriend doesn't have it. Singles fate. Girlfriend.where's boyfriend...

"Find Yo's girlfriend, let's not be jealous if you see us making out." Azriel chirped with a mischievous smile when she accidentally saw her best friend occasionally glancing at her.

Rio throbbing hearing the thud of his best friend and boss.

"By the way Riel's easy, it's a hard mess. How to find a girlfriend, every working day always piled up on the desk, holidays also continue on the phone mulu mulu mulu with my boss."

Azriel gave a loud chuckle, but immediately her laughter stopped when she felt the motion of her sleeping wife. The man allowed Akia's sleeping position to feel more comfortable.

"From tomorrow take Yo's leave, let Ryan's work take hold. Use the best time possible to find a partner. When you lost to Ryan, my secretary just wanted to have a child." God again.

Basis, mentang mentang is already married. Who used to be upset every day because he was left to go with his heart. Basic sucks.

"Emang thought to find a girlfriend kayak find fish in the market. Directly purchased after feeling fit." Grunting's loud.

Azriel laughed again, this time without a sound coming out of her mouth. He did not want his laughing voice to disturb the tranquility of the sleeping Akiia.

But flirting with her best friend is now her new favorite. There was a pleasure in itself when he saw Rio's annoyed face. The flat and cold Rio looked eleven and twelve with Dhafa who was now his wife's adoptive sister, that meant his brother-in-law as well.

Imagining it Azriel felt amused herself. How someone who used to be his wife's best friend, now changed to be his sister-in-law. The man shook his head while mesamizing.

"Ril.."

Azriel turned her gaze to Rio who this time seemed to be looking at him with a serious face.

"Hm."

"Marco."

One word, one name, but success made the handsome man's face turn 360 degrees. The look in his eyes turned sharp, with a hardened jaw. There was a stroke that appeared to him. Without Rio explaining he already knew the meaning of the words of his best friend.

"No, you don't worry, I've deployed all our men on guard."

"I know.." He stopped his words for a moment and closed both of his eyes. " But still I'm worried, there's a wife I have to protect and also my parents. Don't let them get affected by my mistakes." Complaints with a soft tone.

Rio nodded his head repeatedly. He understood what the man was worried about.

"What I was afraid of finally happened Yo. Even though I was out of that world, and living my normal life, and even though I had already repented, I still could not get a hundred percent out of it. Slowly they will come out one by one avenging what I've been doing to them."

"Calm down, I'll try my hardest to protect what you have to protect Riel. For me your happiness is my happiness too. I have promised to devote my whole life to you."

For a moment the atmosphere turned silent, the two of them dissolved in each other's minds.

"Then what about your wife ? Soon he'll find out. I mean, not until she finds out from someone else Riel." Glanced at Azriel who looked pensive from the rearview mirror.

"I know, I'll tell him later. Thanks for reminding me, Yo."

"Don't think too much, enjoy your current marriage. I've placed a few shadow guards all over Abah's boarding school. And also at some point in your house. For a while you'll be safe."

"I trust you Yo, you're always reliable."

Rio nodded then refocused on the road ahead of him. The day had started late in the evening and the road was crowded by vehicles passing by.

In a few minutes they will arrive at Azriel's house, while Azriel's parents will go straight to Kuningan, to their boarding house. And Mr. Aryan, of course the man also went straight to his mansion with Dhafa and Akila.

***

Meanwhile, in the silence of the night, in the simple room of Daarul Mukminin, a woman wrapped in white cloth covering her entire body was raising her hands while saying some prayer stanzas to the creator.

With the flow of tears that continued to wet her cheeks, the woman continued to speak all the words of all the flavors she had touched the Kholiq.

"O Allah, O Robbi, I do not know the writings of fate that you will write for me. I don't know how you will be be bequeath the way my life will be. But I believe that the destiny you wrote and the lines you created for me are beautiful.

Yes Robbi, I adore you so much that what is in my heart is all yours. I only do what you have been doing all along.

O owner of my heart, I have never felt myself inferior just because you have not given me a priest who can make me his mother. Haven't been able to give me a frame where I can take my ribs.

But I'm happy with my life now. Being loved by you always makes me feel peace. I don't need anything else.

Yes, the owner of my heart, if the destiny you have for me is so beautiful, then give it to me. I gave up my whole life and gave me a hint. Give me a glimmer of hope and reconcile my troubled heart.

O owner of my heart, whomever soul you have laid out for me, I will accept it with sincerity, for I am sure that your choice is the best for me."

The woman rubbed her teary face, and folded her prayer mats and her face. Glancing at the clock hanging on the wall of his room, the time has shown at nine o'clock in the evening.

His steps moved towards the bed then immediately laid down his body that felt so tired. Today he had a very tiring day, not because of his work, but because of today's events that left him deeply shocked and shocked.

Not waiting for long the two eyes began to feel drowsiness that had attacked him. In his deep sleep, he involuntarily muttered.

Yes, I miss you.

TB