My Destiny You
Part 1's. Separated By Destiny
A man who felt his heart was breaking apart brought himself to the Cattleya garden. Kicking whatever was in front of him to vent all the pain that stabbed the chest.
She had just met her ex-boyfriend and husband at a cafe. The woman's husband begged her to come see them.
The woman he loved so much just wanted to return all the gifts. What an unlucky fate, they love each other but must be separated by fate.
Buuck
The piece of wood twig he kicked hit the little boy's head. The child who was playing on the edge of the artificial lake was crying loudly.
"Why are you?" The man immediately approached the little boy, as if he was not the perpetrator of the crime.
"The twig fell" replied the girl who was still crying while holding her head.
"Here Om help blow," he said a little guilty. "Why be alone here, if anyone kidnaps how?"
The five-year-old boy stared at the grown man in front of him, "Om the kidnapper?" He asked while wiping away tears with the back of his hand.
"Yes Om the kidnapper" said the man, who made the little boy cry loudly again and ran away.
The man shook his head, obviously the boy was afraid that he claimed to be the kidnapper. "Why don't I just kidnap Ara," he murmured inwardly with a grin remembering the former.
His feet stepped towards where his car was parked, visiting the house whose keys had just been returned by his beloved woman.
Geo Ferdinand stared at the nanar of the house he built specifically. The most precious woman's dream home in her life. The two-story building with a spacious courtyard equipped with sports spots and shooting exercises is a proof of his determination to propose to the lover. But destiny says something else.
They used to practice shooting together. And now she was happy with another man. Should he be a thorn in the marriage of the woman he loves. Should he snatch the woman back for the happiness of his heart.
This is where he stands now, with his heart full of parting wounds. What can he do besides let go.
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“Why?” A woman in a long, fuschia-colored headscarf almost ran over the little girl she left alone by the lake to buy water.
“Mother there is a kidnapper there,” whine little girl in her five years.
The woman named Aishabella who is often called Aish frowned. There was no one in the place Nasya pointed at. And even if there were kidnappers, surely the little girl would not be able to escape so easily.
“What's the matter, why do you love?” tanyanya aligns the body with the girl and then gives mineral water.
“Nasya is fine, because Nasya can run fast and run away from Om the kidnapper.” He answered proudly, which made Aish smile amusedly and took her home.
Arriving at the house Nasya told a smooth story to all residents of the house. Aish just listened to the little girl's babble.
“Child Abi flanked Om kidnapper, hm?” ask the father who appreciates his daughter to speak.
“Om want niupin head Nasya.” He strangled after remembering what he had to offer.
“Nasya nyusahin Mommy gak?” The mother asked. Aish is not Nasya's mother, she is his sister-in-law's cousin. Only his daughter was clingy to the woman and always called her Mother.
“Mother, Nasya nyusahin gak?” tanyanya confusion. Aish immediately shook his head, the little girl has always been a consolation for her lonely heart.
“Nah the Nasya not nyusahin.” His words then went up to the lap of Ummi Attisya, his mother. Sniffing the belly of the ummi who is pregnant with a baby sister.
“But Nasya ngerepotin Bunda Aish, because he had to take Nasya home.” Attisya cupped the princess' cheeks and then dipped her in agitation, telling her gently.
“So Nasya has to go home alone dong from Mother's house, if kidnapped really how?” ask her with a plain face.
“If kidnapped yes can not go home,” said the uncle who was anxious to listen to his nephew's story.
“Abi Ken ish nyebelin!”
“Sttt, older same talk should be polite yes Dear.” The ummi reminded, the little girl nodded with a pouting face.
Aish said goodbye after a long conversation with her cousin's husband's family. Throughout the journey the woman could only sigh deeply.
How does it feel to always meet the man who was almost your husband but God predestined him to be the husband of the cousin. From the beginning, it was only him who fell in love with the man. They have been married for almost five years. While he, still alone at an age that is not young anymore. A name of what is appropriate for her other than a spinster.
"Assalamualaikum," Aish said to the abi. They only live together at home, not far from the pesantren that Abi Zayid manages.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, from Nana's house again?" Asked the abi to welcome his daughter's hand. The woman nodded her head followed by a smile. Nana is the younger sister of his cousin, Ken's wife.
"On the table there are several taaruf CVs, try to see first who knows there is a suitable one." Tell Abi Zayid that makes Aish sigh tired.
I don't know how many taaruf calls he received. But nothing has happened to his heart yet. Once you feel fit, there are obstacles that make him fail to get married at the age of thirty-two years.
"It's okay if nothing has worked, the important thing is to try first." The man who was stepping on the head of the six was carrying his daughter sitting down.
"Aish is tired of Abi," Aish complained. Choosing to ignore the CV taaruf piled up on the table.
The smiling abi rubbed the back of his daughter's head. Not too imposing even though he really wants to pet the grandchild of this mere princess puppet. But God has not written that soul mate.
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This is Geo's heartbroken story left Ara married. If you have not been acquainted with the thunder and Ara babang stopped by first at RUMAH CINTA SANG THUNDER.
Who confused Nasya whose child, can stop by the story of El & KEN.
Othor can't speed up this word because of real-world life. So rather slow update 🙏. Please help support, thank you dear reader. Hopefully it can entertain and fill your free time even though the author's writing is still lacking 🥰.
