My Bow to the Destiny of Love

Lousy

"Lho didn't dare go home with Zidane? Afraid of being sprayed by Bokap later?" Ardian glanced at Alesha who was still silent and did not respond to Zidane's offer.

"Ah. mm. I just. still think about it. Must be considered so as not to be a problem later to the back." Alesha scratched her head wrongly.

"Sir Zidane explained earlier, that he is not a bad person. Any further introductions before you become a couple."

Alesha opened her lips. "If we were mah, there wasn't a lot of drama. Wear show hate everything. Uh, now it can't even be far. You guys look like a better couple, you know?"

"What is the problem is more the same halal couple. What I'm worried about is my past being too big."

"Have it, you guys don't argue anymore." Santi finally spoke up. "If you want to go home, it's okay for Zidane to drop by, son. God willing, this one Mother's child is trustworthy. Can be held in his words and can be responsible." Santi was convincing.

"I. i..." Alesha glanced at Zidane who still looked relaxed. He did not show a strange expression like him.

"Come, if you want to come home. Or all I invite you to elope all together so as not to use any proposal."

"Eh, this is someone talking recklessly. Kirain I want to be invited to elope all. I think people who are afraid are not just condoned."

"Hehehe," Zidane nodded. "Know. I don't want to marry without my blessing."

"Yes, you've already left for home then. It's too late."

"I'm leaving, Mom, then." Zidane grabs Santi's hand and kisses him. "Assynoltomodel.."

Alesha came close and did the same as Zidane did. "Tomorrow Lesha comes again, Mom. Assalamualaikum.."

"Wa'alaikumsalam.you be careful son yes.."

"Yes, Mom.."

Alesha stood in front of Zidane's car. Confused about what to do. His hand tried to open the car door, but could not. He finally stood waiting for Zidane to ask him to come in.

Long he stood up, the person who was waiting to let him in never let out a sound. 'Why is this guy even my wine here. My legs are gonna cramp in a minute'. Inner Alesha.

Zidane looked at Alesha who had not been in the car. Finally, he opened the glass. "Hey, why are you still standing there? Come in, it's night. Later if you are sick with the night wind how?"

Alesha breathed a sigh of relief. Finally the long-awaited voice came out as well. Grunting while rolling his eyes irritated. "How do you get in if the car door can't be opened?"

"Well," Zidane only realized and immediately opened the door for Alesha. "I'm sorry, I wasn't aware of that."

Alesha finally entered, choosing to sit in the passenger seat after entering the car.

"Why sit in the back?"

"It's not good to sit next to Zidane. We are not mahram. Keep a safer distance. Didn't you?"

"Yes.yes, it's up to you then. But, I feel like a driver if you're sitting in the back."

"Just a second. My house with this hospital won't take me an hour."

"Yes already.." Zidane finally gave up. Lazy if you have to debate trivial problems like this.

Zidane broke into Alesha's house after the girl forced him to come in.

"Why my daughter can come home with you. If anything happens to him, do you dare take responsibility." Alesha's Papyri Manji stared intently at Zidane.

"God willing I can take responsibility for the world, sir. I just drove my daughter home. He was even sitting in the passenger seat. I asked him to sit next to me. But, your daughter refused because we were not mahram."

"Who are you, and from what family background?" Mr. Panji finally got the beard to hear Zidane's explanation.

"I'm his cousin Chayra's friend Father's daughter. My grandson Mr. Akmal the owner of the Company In********"

Mr. Panji flinched. His eyes blinked a few times to convince him, if the person in front of him is indeed the grandson of Mr. Akmal. "Aren't you lying to me?"

"What's the benefit of lying, sir? My family descendants have nothing to cultivate the name of a lie. Mm. I have to leave immediately, sir. I've delivered your daughter home safely in accordance with the trust of my mother." Zidane got up and extended his hand to Mr. Panji. Kiss the old man's hand with respect. "Lesha, I'm saying goodbye. God willing, we will meet again tomorrow." Looking at Alesha who was sitting next to her Papi.

"Eh, yes Brother."

"Assynoltomodel.."

"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wa barokaatuh.."

Zidane came out with a thumping chest. There was an awkward feeling when talking to Mr. Panji earlier. But, he must be able to prioritize family authority so as not to be viewed with one eye by others.

"Well, where are you, Mr Akmal's grandson, son?" Ask Mr. Panji after seeing Zidane's car come out of the gate of the house.

"Mm. at the Hospital. Brother Ardian who wants to take care of Ayra, so I'm home."

"Why not just ask to be picked up? Not good Papi with that kid."

"It's okay, Pi. He's a good guy."

"He's a child of Pesantren, Pi. His parents had a large Pesantren cottage in town A."

"What time?" Hearing the words of his daughter, Mr. Panji became curious about Zidane. Alesha finally relented and told me a little bit about Zidane.

"Young man is married, son?"

"Why ask that? That's his personal problem. I don't want to know how far that goes."

"But I just asked. How's Ayra doing now?"

"Mm. He's diarrhea, Pi. The doctor said he ate wrong. Last afternoon we ate a lot of junk food. Maybe because she's pregnant, her stomach's getting more sensitive."

Mr. Panji only took a breath in response to his daughter's story. "But take a break then. You also do not stay up. Sleep fast so that your body is not thin. Papi likes your current body shape." Pinched Alesha's cheek.

Alesha just smiled. He recalled Zidane's message as they sat in the Hospital Lobby earlier. "Oh yeah, Pi."

Mr. Panji who had set foot on the first rung turned his head to hear the voice of his daughter.

"What else is it?"

"Mh.. Is there a show tomorrow?"

"Morning or afternoon?"

"Fourth of the morning."

"It seems like nothing. What's up?"

"There are guests coming. But, he wants to see Papi in person."

Pak Panji knitted his brows. "Just tell me to come. Papi's gonna see him."

Alesha brandished her thumb. "Thank you, Pi."

"Mm.." Mr. Panji again continued his steps.

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Ardian repeatedly pulled his wife's phone. "Who else are you calling, Chay. Dati just now grumbled annoyed continuously."

Chayra glanced at her husband. "Alsha. I'm gonna ask if he's home or not."

"You rest now. Let me call her later."

"So, sister is resting. He said it was sleepy. Why force yourself to be literate until now?"

"I have to make sure you take a break first. If you're still up, I'm afraid you'll go to the bathroom again."

"I'm just worried, don't let her get scolded by her papi for coming home at this hour. Her father is very sensitive. We also got angry a few times because we came home late with him."

"You just rest, that's why. You have too many thoughts. Tomorrow's your control schedule again. What if the results of the examination are not appropriate later. You from yesterday denied being commemorated."

Chayra immediately put down her phone to hear Ardian's words. There is a confused feeling too. When did she ever argue with her husband. Why did Ardian suddenly say that. "Sister said so? When did I dispute Brother's words? If you don't want to take care of me, brother just go home. There's still a more sincere mother than the heart of a husband like Brother."

Ardian immediately shut up because he realized he was speaking wrongly.

"If tired do not try to force yourself to take care of the sick. Taking care of the sick takes energy and a healthy mind."

"What the hell is this?" Santi approached because he heard his daughter's words.

"Mom, Ayra's going to the bathroom again. You can be with me, right?"

Santi looked at Ardian with question marks. When Ardian and Chayra were together, he did not know what the couple discussed, causing a debate. "You rest first, son. Your face looks so exhausted. Don't let you follow the pain later because it's too forcing yourself."

"T. no, Mom. I'll take care of Chay. God willing, I am physically strong." Rise up and help his wife to sit down. Carry the infusion of his wife carefully.

Chayra grunts. Somehow her sense of regret was like going up to the crown to hear the words of her husband who said he often denied Ardian's remarks.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Ardian tries to apologize when Chayra gets in front of the bathroom.

"Not to be discussed, I've already understood."

"I just don't want you to think much, honey. Usually if you have been commemorated with a more firm sentence, you will obey immediately." Ardian said from behind the door because Chayra had entered the bathroom.

"Yes, so don't extend it. Brother come in here, help me get some water."

Ardian breathed a sigh of relief at the tone of his wife's voice.

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