My Bow to the Destiny of Love

Ghibran Abdullah

Ghibran rubbed his face rough after the departure of Ardian and Chayra. He could only stare at Chayra's back. I want him to feel crying. However, her tears she held back with all her might in order not to come out.

He's waking up. I want him to despair about this fight. Loving women who have been discouraged by other men is very heavy.

Ghibran entered his car. It just so happened that he parked in the Student parking lot. Because there is a fixed schedule, he parked his car at the Student parking lot.

Flashback..

This morning, this morning,

Chayra who had just got out of the car was surprised to see Ghibran there.

Ghibran smiled gently at the girl, making Chayra's heart beat faster. However, he hurriedly lowered his head knowing that the man in front of him was no longer the man he had to fight for.

Chayra's haste to avoid the Ghibran. He no longer wanted to get deeper and deeper lamenting his match for the man.

"Zahra, wait!"

Chayra stopped her steps when she heard the man's voice. "I missed you. Can we talk for a second."

"Sorry, brother, I'm in a hurry. It would be inappropriate for Mr. Ghibran to miss a married woman like me. Put that longing in the right place. I say goodbye, Assalamualaikum.." The Chayra rushed regardless of Ghibran's call.

The ghibran rushed. Balance her steps with Chayra. "I know you're not happy with your marriage. You look thinner now, Zahra. Let me spin back the thread of our love that was tangled up by the man."

Chayra just shook her head. The presence of Ghibran always makes him feel wrong. "I'm sorry for betraying the love of Brother Ghibran." More speed up his pace.

Ghibran pulls the tip of Chayra's hijab. "Let me talk more, Zahra."

"No, Brother. We have no relationship anymore. I hope Brother Ghibran understands what I mean. Take off my hijab." Chayra pulled out her veil which Ghibran still holds.

Ghibran forced to remove Chayra headscarf. "We have to solve this problem, Zahra. I'm not just gonna give up. I know you had to ask that man to marry you."

"Whatever Ghibran's sister wants to say. I've been dizzy..." Chayra leaves Ghibran in her class.

Until the time of rest, Ghibran really did not give up. He approached Chayra who was discussing under the Ketapang tree with Alesha and Tina.

Even that incident, they could not avoid.

Flashback...

Ghibran hit his wheel. Don't know where to vent his frustration. She was crying alone in the car. The heartache she felt so badly seeing Chayra behave like that. Especially when he saw Chayra easily run hugging Ardian while he was still in place.

"Until when are you going to torture me like this, Zahra. I am willing to move to this University to be close to you. Turns out, that hope just disappointed me." Back to banging his wheel.

Ghibran finally left the campus. He has to go back to his apartment. He had to rest in order to think clearly again.

Until the apartment, Ghibran threw his body on the sofa. Several times took a deep breath to neutralize his thoughts. That woman really made him almost crazy.

Move to the bathroom. Flushed his entire body with cold water without taking off the clothes and suits that were still attached to his body. Screaming loudly under the shower that hit his body.

"I'm sorry I knew you. I didn't expect, a gentle woman with a strong faith like you, to hurt me this deep."

Ghibran sobbing. "Allah supposes that the servant may pray evil for him. I want him to be unhappy with his marriage."

Ghibran shuts off shower after tired of screaming. Moisturize her body and hair after she finished taking off the clothes that took a bath with her body.

Throwing his body on his bed. Wishing to sleep and have a good dream. Very hopeful too, to be able to forget the girl who always disturbed the peace of her soul.

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Chayra sat pensively on a swing in the small garden behind her house. She decided to go home to her mother today. The debate with Ghibran left him unable to calm down. He wanted to tell his mother everything. Hoping also that his mother would advise Ghibran to stop chasing him.

At first, Ardian objected. However, seeing the look on his wife's lackluster face, he finally relented and let Chayra go home to her mother's house.

"Your phone just went right from there, son. Your husband called. You shouldn't pick up first."

Chayra's daydreams instantly crumpled. "Eh, sorry, Mom." Take the phone that his mother gave him.

"Let's go, son. Pity your husband from earlier call on."

"I. yeah, Mom." Switch to staring at the phone screen. "Assalamualaikum, Brother."

"Wa'alaikumsalam.. do you rest? Why did you answer the phone so long?"

"I'm in the back garden of the house, brother."

"The sun is so hot. What is in the hot garden? Don't heat up when you get sick."

Santi smiled at her daughter-in-law's words. From the tone of his speech he could guess, if his daughter-in-law turned into a possessive man.

"I'm going to pick you up now."

"Just boy. I'm not satisfied at mom's house. I'm gonna stay here. Tomorrow Brother pick me up."

"If you're going to catch up, I'm going to do it too."

"As for Brother."

"I love you, assalamualaikum.."

Tut's... Tut's... Tut's...

"Wa'alaikum..."

"There seems to be no problem between you and your husband, son. But, I see you seem to be harboring heartache."

Chayra looked up at Santi who was moving the swing for her. "Thank God, I have no problem with Ardian, Mom. He's changed now. Diligent prayers are obligatory, and now he wants to learn fasting. You see, before this, he never prayed and fasted."

"Alhamdulillah then, son. Then what makes you look sad from before."

Chayra breathed a rough breath. "Sir Ghibran, Ma'am."

Santi surprised. "Kok Ghibran?"

"Yes, she's acting like a teenage girl, Mom. Always chasing me on campus. Why did he move here. Why not stay at the Ummi and Abah Pesantren, let him never see me again."

Since when did he move? Why didn't anyone tell Mom that? Your husband calls diligently, but never once has he ever talked about Ghibran."

"She's the inn wants to go berserk if you see Kak Ghibran. Ayra was confused as to how to behave, Mom."

"This is called a trial, son. Face it, God willing, the ordeal will pass quickly if faced."

"Ayra's tired, Mom. Shame also seen by Campus friends. Especially when Ardian was sick yesterday, Ghibran like taking advantage of the opportunity in a narrowing. Every day he sees me, but only to ask if I've had lunch or not."

"He used to come here often. When I asked, he said there was a seminar. Almost every week he comes."

Chayra knitted her brows hearing her mother's words. "Ayra is confused, Mom.."

Santi breathed a heavy sigh. "How do you feel about your husband now, son? I see your husband can accept you now. He also looks very enthusiastic if Mom tells you about you."

It was Chayra's turn who let out a heavy sigh. "Sir Ardian has stated several times that he loves Ayra, Mom. But, it was Ayra who was still learning to love him until now."

"Do you still love Ghibran?"

"Come, Ma. In essence, Ayra wants to fight for Ardian first. Ayra wants Ghibran to find another woman to marry her. But, Brother Ghibran is very stubborn now. Moreover, he often judged Ayra's feelings. She was so confident saying that Ayra still loved her."

Santi smiled at his daughter's words. "Are you still thinking about Ghibran?"

Chayra. "Sir Ardian has always been around me now. He always tried to make me laugh. So all the time is filled by Ardian. No time to think about others."

"That's what your husband should do. Can I ask you something more personal?"

Chayra looked up at her mother again. "I mean Mom?"

"Mom wants to ask you something. Are you willing to answer Mom's questions later?"

Chayra nodded originally. He was always open to his mother.

"Have you ever given your husband the right?"

"M.. You mean?"

"Your husband is entitled to your soul and body, son. Have you ever carried out your duties as a wife, fulfilling the inner and birth needs of your husband?"

Chayra swallowed his saliva. He looked up at his mother again, shaking his head slowly. "Ayra.. Ayra's not ready for that, Mom. Ardian's sister approached slowly. I'm afraid the trauma relapsed when he asked for it."

"There's no harm in trying, son. Poor your husband. He's willing to change for the better to be your husband. Do you have no intention to approach him. So that he was not disappointed and felt his efforts were not in vain."

"Mh... Ayras... Ayra.. will try it.."

Ardian who was standing about five meters behind her in-laws since a few minutes ago breathed a sigh of relief. Her lips developed a smile indicating that she was very happy to hear the conversation of the mother and child.

When I contacted his wife. It turned out that he was already in front of the gate of his father-in-law's house. Do not know, why it feels so hard to part with his wife for a long time. So that when he finished fulfilling the obligation of Zuhur prayer, he immediately slid into Santi's house.

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