My Diamond is Fragile

SURATAN DESTINY

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"Goedemorgen Darling's.." (Good morning, baby.)

"Goedemorgen Om Handsome.."

" Hoe Gaat het met je?" (How are you?)

"Alhamdulillah Yasmeen good Om. Where is it now?", he replied lacklusterly.

"Auckland.(city on the northern island of New Zealand)".

"Gorgeous.. Om happy today?" Yasmeen.

"Beautiful Om is not doing as well as usual, right?" Om Rudolf, the only surviving Yasmeen family. She's half a century old and single. A Catholic believer.

"Yasmeen is happy Om, trust me.. Just not feeling well. Yasmeen always prayed for Om's happiness too"

"Ah.. Whys? Are there many activities?"

"Maybe because Yasmeen misses Om.", he whines.

"Darling, Om will be visiting you soon when Om's business is done",

"Okay Om, please take care of Om's health there.. See you Om's.. Yasmeen wants to pray dhuha"

"Sure.. See you darl", see",

Yasmeen put her phone in the desk drawer. With her band-wrapped legs she walked while limping towards the mushola parlour.

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The sound of Abah Yahya's motorbike was heard entering the fence. It's almost Dhuhur's day, Yasmeen and the two orphanage girls in the kitchen. Prepare lunch for everyone. Although only while sitting, Yasmeen energy is still useful for friends. He plucked the leaves and the hilt of the kale.

Seen from far away Abah Yahya conversed with a young man in a saung near a fish pond. The kitchen is half open. So you can see the atmosphere outside.

"Yasmeeeenn.. That's a handsome Aa' tea isn't it? Whisper Hanifa, greget.

Yasmeen stopped picking kale, observing carefully was it really him. Or just a hallucination because he always imagined Arya from the beginning.

"It's true that Mas Arya mah means he tea here intentionally to meet for the third time" Yasmeen whispered to himself.

"But where did Mas Arya know Yasmeen lived here? Ah must have been talking to Ummi and Bu Kades yesterday. Or did Mas Arya see Yasmeen coming out of Yasmeen nyari Izza time parlour?", he whispered freely.

At 11.30 WIB, this time Dhuhur Adhan different voice. This is not the voice of Abah Yahya. His voice was sweet and opiate. Is this really Aryan's voice? Yasmeen had not yet recognized this voice. Since Yasmeen first met Arya, she had only heard her voice once.

"Assalamualaikum.." when he said goodbye from the hospital. Yasmeen. Is this really the voice of that handsome man? Ah. If it's true, give him mode. He wanted to meet Yasmeen. His head was filled with many questions that flavored suudzon.

Mushola in this home is also used by local residents to pray for pilgrims. The dividing cloth between male and female worshipers is 2 meters high. There was no room to just peek next door. After praying together Abah Yahya, Ummi Siti and all the children of the lunch home together in the middle room of Abah's house. The room was large, without a chair. All sitting in a circle, lesehan. So every day. They used to eat together, a large tray for 4 people. Like how to eat at a pesantren.

Pucuk loved, anointing arrived. Kakung the Yasmeen petiki was cooked anointing by Ummi Siti. The author's point here is: it turns out true, the man who was with you was Arya.

Arya ate with her by Abah. They both look so familiar. So unable to control his movements, Yasmeen did not focus on the food in front of him. Feeling full just by looking at the anointing in front of him.

"This is really the 3rd meeting", inner Yasmeen.

"He was intentional, right? He really wants to see me"

Finished with everything, the children of the orphanage rushed qailullah (sleeping in the afternoon). Because napping is also one of the sunnah that Rasullullah taught. But that afternoon I made an exception for Yasmeen. Abah asks Yasmeen to postpone her nap and join Arya and Umm Siti.

"Yasmeen, remember this Aa?" Ask Abah Yahya.

"Remember Abah.." Yasmeen, who dared not look at everyone, sat down. While his heart was beating irregularly.

"Change since yesterday want to thank the same son Arya. Earlier, early in the morning Abah went to the house of Mr. Kades to meet Mr. Kades and son Arya. It turns out that Mr. Kades nak Arya said he was ready to go home" explained Abah.

Arya who sat cross-legged beside Abah could also only smile and occasionally look down. Yet many times it looked at Yasmeen so deeply. Ummi Siti who observed him realized there was something between these two people.

"After Mr. Kades' house, Abah continued to go to the city, looking for chicken feed. Near the border bridge there was a car stop. Abah came down from the motor, uh did not expect it turned out this was what Abah was looking for.. Abah's soul mate God found in the way. Let me say Thank you", continued Abah.

Yasmeen's heart seemed to stop when Abah said the word 'Stupid'. Again, this was not a planned meeting. It's purely God's scenario.

At the same time, these two people were vibrating in the same frequency. The same frequency as the word 'fool'. Are we not going to attract all the same things as ourselves? (Law of attraction).

"So tonight son Arya, stay here until the car is fixed. Let's sleep in the guest room. Because the car battery is dead. His car had to stay in the workshop, until called the crane. Maybe because the road here pabalieut Nak Arya so the car is tired?", joked Abah.

Though the car B*W X1 is very well maintained. Hilly roads like this are already the terrain. It is almost impossible to break down just because it is used through small climbs. It seems that God intended them to meet again.

Yasmeen is ashamed of herself for thinking that Arya had met her in a home. Yasmeen is embarrassed to think Arya is just the mode to meet her again.

"Are we really fooling God? " Now he is the only good friend to confide in and answer his own curses.

"Yasmeen, anything to say to Nak Arya?" Abah asked in surprise.

"I.. Yes Abah"

"Mas Arya, thank you for helping Yasmin", it feels like the call 'Mas' fits better with her name.. 'Aryans'.

"Return of love.. Shafakillah ya Yasmeen", replied Arya with her lips adorned with a shady smile.

"Well, now Yasmeen please take a nap."

"Nuhun Abah's.. Mango"

Yasmeen got up from her seat, she forgot her legs were still sprained. Not yet standing up, his body became shrewd. Everyone in the reflex room wanted to catch him and all lost quickly to Arya. Although their distance is blocked from Abah's sitting position, but it seems love gives more energy. Arya is not a twilight vampire Edward, but she is as quick as lightning in time catching Yasmeen's body before falling to the floor.

"Just slow down, your legs still hurt?", Arya helped him up.

Whahuh? There was some unplanned physical contact. Yasmeen's feelings are getting worse.

"Ehm.. Neng, be careful atuh", Abah coughed with the classics.

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The sun has sunk perfectly. Today ba'da magrib no activity because Abah has made an appointment with Mr. Kades that kang Surya want to come.

They came in three with Miss Kades. Then sit in the middle room. Yasmeen. Bring them a lot. There are parcels of fruits, sembako, until the pillow love.

"So this is Abah, we mean to come here first to take Surya to apologize to Neng Yasmeen and Abah's family", Mr. Kades opened the conversation.

"Right Abah, Surya is really sorry. Absolutely not expect until an accident like yesterday", said Surya.

"Alhamdulillah. God willing our apology Son Surya received. And Yasmeen as well. Abah spoke yesterday, Yasmeen has forgiven Nak Surya. Right neng?", asked Abah.

"Abah Abah.kang Surya, please do not repeat. Hopefully Kang Surya tea will be diligent again to better understand adab", replied Yasmeen.

"Dad. iyah Neng. Akang. Want Njai again to Abah, Bah? If Akang naji, Yasmeen tea would marry Akang?", berlong Surya.

Yasmeen's eyebrows wrinkled, gulped. His shoulders were up and down his breath sign was hunting. The curiosity in the pinch of Surya's kidneys with pliers.

"Sorry Kang, Yasmeen can't.."

"Why Neng? Yasmeen tea to go to college? Let Akang who charges yah Ambu yah?", the unemployed thug turned to his mother.

Indeed, Mr. Kades and Bu Kades also half-heartedly drove Surya there. Because Surya will definitely express his desire to propose to Yasmeen. While Father and Mother Kades realized that the girl was not pleased.

" It's not like Kang Surya.. Yasmin tea.."

"What Neng? Akang mah is ready to comply with Yasmeen's request", Surya is still eager to flock him.

"Do you accept it?" Ask Yasmeen.

"God willing Akang accepts Yasmeen is born and inner", he replied with a cry as he turned to Pak Kades and Bu Kades.

"Sorry to Kang.. Yasmeen tea is like everyone else". Yasmeen answered surprised everyone.

"NAON?!" (What?!)

"WHAT KIND OF BOY DOES SHE LIKE?! THE WILDAN SON OF PNS TE'A?" (Who's Eneng? Who's the kid you like? Wildan the PNS boy?) Solar reflex, powerless to hold the volume of his voice that wants to rise.

"SURY! That's polite Atuh jang!" , yell Mr. Kades.

"Hampura nyak Abah." continued Mr. Kades.

Abah Yahya just smiled shadyly while nodding. His hand hinted 'it's okay'.

Tense atmosphere. Surya seemed to hold back his anger, his breath hunting, his teeth clashing. With his eyeballs moving to his left right, his chest full of wanting to spit out harsh words yet he half-deadly held it in.

"Eneng knows? Today Akang tea intends to talk Ka Abah to propose to Eneng. Want to ask Eneng. Don't wanna know! I want the same tea Eneng!", cried Surya whose heart was half crushed.

"Sorry Akang.. Yasmeen can't. Yasmeen tea does not love at all ka Akang" . Yasmeen began to tremble, clear spheres from her eyes seeping. He was scared, he was not used to hearing screams.

"Tea love can be built Neng, the important Akang tea responsibility. Surely Akang provides Yasmeen with enough. Yes Kan Ambu?", he said who always wanted to be defended.

"Yasmeen tea likes everyone else Akang! Earlier Akang said, can accept. can understand.", Yasmeen's cry broke.

"It's been.." Ummi Siti calms Yasmeen down.

"In the calculation of age, Eneng is already married. Abah and Ambu were the ones who took care of Yasmeen, but we were not his guardians. So all Abah's decisions leave it to Yasmeen" explained Abah.

All were silent for a moment. Father and Mother Kades didn't say much. Suddenly Surya was dying.

"So that Akang will not stop chasing Eneng until Eneng wants to marry Kang Surya", threatened the market thug.

"Surya. Learn to control yourself" replied Abah.

"Sorry Abah, please maaaaafff once for Surya's behavior", replied Mr. Kades.

"Just like Surya Teh's determination is round! Before the yellow curving, Yasmeen tea may still belong to Akang"

"Yasmeen will marry the man Yasmeen really loves Akang! Please Akang understand!", Yasmeen's cry grew. This innocent girl had her heart weak with threats.

"TOWAKKEN THE MAN WHO YASMEEN LOVES AKANG KA! SAHA JUST DIDN'T TEA?" (You know who Yasmeen likes to go to Akang. Who's leak?

*Ceklek*door sound opened. Everyone looked at the origin of the sound.

"I AM THE ONE!", the owner of the Adhan's voice surprised everyone.

"Son Aryan?", said Abah and Ummi simultaneously.

"Den Arya?", Mr. Kades and bu Kades are no less compact.

"Mas Boss?", Surya did not want to miss giving a syock response.

The man with a height of 183cm stepped towards the meeting place. Wearing a basic white t-shirt, light brown cargo pants and draping scarf around his neck. Arya excused Abah by gesturing for both hands to join.

"Sorry Abah I'm allowed to join. Can Arya please Yasmeen for something?", Arya's permission.

"Please if there is something important to convey Nak Arya" replied Abah.

"Yasmeen is Mas's letter still saved?"

Yasmeen.

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