My Bow to the Destiny of Love

The arrival of uninvited guests

Time has shown at three in the afternoon.

The ghibran just sat leaning inside his car. An hour ago, the white-eyed man arrived at Chayra's house. However, he had no intention of going out and going inside. Only his eyes were visibly riled up staring at the crowd of people in the girl's house. His feelings were not calm and began to dream. Is Zahra getting married today? Inwardly

Today, the Ardians came to pin the engagement ring before Chayra officially married Ardian. Not many guests. Because those who attended the event were only close families from both sides. As for the neighbors in the housing complex. Santi just invited the closest one.

Previously Chayra refused to hold an engagement before this. Because after all, she would marry this man not out of liking. He only intended to cover up his disgrace because of the incident.

After the series of events took place one by one. Now it's time for the ring on Chayra's ring finger. The girl who was wearing a veil to perfect her appearance was currently starting to not calm down. He didn't want Ardian to put a ring on his finger.

"What's up, kid? You look riled up from earlier. Even if only your eyes are visible, you can't lie to me." Santi whispered near her daughter's ear..

"I. I just..."

"Don't tell me you're sorry, son. This is your will."

"B. No, ma'am. I'm just worried. Is that the guy who's gonna put a ring on me?"

"You are not halal at the moment. Therefore, Miss Renata will put the engagement ring on your finger."

Chayra breathed a sigh of relief after hearing her mother's reply.

"Go a little, Ayra."

Chayra stepped forward following her mother's advice. Miss Renata and Ardian are also advancing. After getting the directions from the host. Ardian handed the engagement ring to his mother to be pinned on the ring finger of his future wife.

A second later Chayra and Ardian came into contact with the eye. They both stared at each other

It was as if he was pitting strength through the eyes.

May my good intentions be in the service of Allah. And may Allah ease my path to carry out this intention. Inner Chayra.

What the fuck. Why this girl even looks more closed like a gini. Kayak ninja...

Ardian smiled sinisterly as he shifted his gaze.

Chayra's hand trembled as Bu Renata pinned the ring. "Lho, why are your hands so cold, dear. You're nervous, yeah.." Miss Renata smiled warmly. Hugging Chayra slowly and then kissing the head of Chayra.

"May God present you in the life of Mami's son, as a perfecter of his own shortcomings. Forgive Mami's son's previous mistake, son." Miss Renata is crying haru. Hugged Chayra again and sobbed in the girl's arms.

Chayra just swallowed his saliva. Stifled in the woman's arms, with no intention to return the hug.

Fortunately, the swelling of his eyes had been removed. Suppose he did not follow his son's advice to ask in Google Om. Perhaps he would not be this confident advancing forward to pin the ring.

"Already, ah. Mommy is lebay gini. Just heard a husband talk once. Eh, his heart's falling out of nowhere."

The pull from the back made Bu Renata forced to let go of his embrace. He glanced resentfully at Mr. Sucipto who was still holding the kebaya shirt he was wearing. "Detach, Pi. Why go ahead anyway?!" Sneaky.

"You're ahead. Your son has retreated from that. Uh, you're even preoccupied with hugging your future daughter-in-law."

"That's the matter?" Ms. Renata pulled out her clothes that her husband was holding. "Come, son." Hand in Chayra's hand. Ngedumel itself is not careless. The mood changed immediately. When going forward, suddenly behind and play pull as he pleases.

Zidane, who was deliberately sitting on the back bench, suddenly broke through the crowd and approached Santi. He whispered to Santi. However, his words made Bu Santi gasp in shock and walked after Zidane.

Ms. Santi was surprised to see a car parked far away near the gate of her house. "He when does he come, Zidane?"

"Zidane doesn't know either, ma'am. But, it seems like he's been a long time. I asked one of the guests. He said the car was parked there when he came."

Miss Santi took a deep breath. "You tell him to come in, Zi. Take him to the room first. Maybe he was exhausted to sleep in the car."

"Mh.. Zidane doesn't feel good about the Ardians, ma'am. Shouldn't we wake him up when the show's over and the invited guests are home?"

Santi looks like he's thinking. "Mm. how ya, son. I'm also confused as if I'm this."

"Mm. The problem is this show on the front page of the house, ma'am. What if someone asks who he is when we cross by. What am I gonna say, Mom?"

Zidane scratched his head. "How are you, Mom?"

"Already, ah. You mostly think. I stay. You finish your business with him. Don't join the show."

"Say Abah and Ummi, ma'am. I don't want to get sprayed with them later."

"Mh.." Santi's mom left Zidane. His feelings became mixed to see the arrival of Ghibran. Supposedly, the man did not come again, so as not to be even more disappointed in his daughter.

Zidane turned around after seeing Miss Santi re-joining the show. Take a deep breath and read the basmalah before tapping on the windshield.

"Goddessa, Ghi. Ghibran.get up woi.."Zidane tapped the windshield hard.

The car glass slowly came down. "What's wrong?" Ghibran's face looks tangled with the distinctive hoarse voice of waking up.

"Why didn't you come in from earlier? Why sleep in the car?"

"Get in first, let's just talk inside. It's not good to see dozens of eyes." Ghibran opens the driver's side door.

Zidane finally got into the car. True said Ghibran, dozens of eyes turned out to be watching the two of them. But anyway, they are focused on us. Are we both too handsome?"

"Your face is ordinary, Zi. My face is too handsome, that's why they're misfocused." Ghibran raises his eyebrows teasing Zidane.

Zidane poked his lips. "His man is more handsome. But I don't have an ex. Once had a lover, uh, even left out of marriage. Wkwkwk..."

Plaque!

Ghibran hits Zidane's head. "Not funny times..!" back to focusing forward.

"Hey, bro don't be mad, I'm just kidding."

The ghibran pulled a slight corner of his lips. "It's okay. Why are you here? The show's still going on, right?"

Zidane nodded. "Mother asked me to accompany you. Why are you coming again, what's wrong?"

Ghibran smiled faintly. "I happened to have a seminar at the college where Zahra's friends went to college. His intention to stop by for a while, want to be in touch with Mom. Kirain's wedding Zahra's been running. Uh, you know what I got here, the wedding ceremony was just held." The ghibran smiles forced. It was obvious that he kept a huge disappointment in the girl.

"Who told you that Ayra got married today?"

"Here it is, the show is underway. Why ask again if the evidence is in sight. I actually have no intention of interrupting people's events."

"Don't make a decision too soon without finding out first."

"What do you mean say that?"

"Try me to think what I mean."

Ghibran was silent for a moment. "What is this event, Zi?"

"Well, that like this is wise. Ask me if I've just come to a conclusion."

"Don't say much, Zi. Tell me what this is about."

"Astagfirullahal'adzim. long time can follow my stress if it continues with you." Zidane shook his head slowly. Zidane took a deep breath, looking at Ghibran who was just looking straight ahead, despite demanding an answer from him.

"Quick say! I just hope that your answer gives me a glimmer of hope."

"Well, you mean?"

Ghibran looked away as he shifted his eyes. He is the one who demands answers. Zidane even asked back by questioning his words earlier.

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