My Sweet Journey's

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Nisa tries to show her best smile when she meets Rossa and Aria, the next day. Nisa cannot be denied, her heart envies Rossa. That woman could attract the attention of an Aria. Famous men are quite difficult to approach. Nisa, if not for the matchmaking and friendship of their two parents, Aria would not have considered herself to exist. Neither did the dinotice.

However, Nisa also does not want to hinder someone's soul mate. Rossa, a woman Nisa knows is fighting for her life. Perhaps the time has come for Rossa to be rewarded with all the effort and prayer, which Nisa believes Rossa delivers every night.

On that occasion, Nisa while strengthening her heart said that she would forget this matchmaking. He will accept that Aria is not his match. "Nobody knows about a soul mate. How hard I tried to seduce him, I lost. So I'll try to accept it. Get married, it is not good to delay things that can bring good to us. I bless you guys."

Nisa tried to smile again when she said that. He felt it in his chest. But what could he do, if the prayer he prayed brought bad news for him. Everything was not as expected.

"Congratulations, ma'am. I'm waiting for the invitation." Nisa said to Rossa. The smile on Rossa's lips expanded, hugging Nisa's body. A thank you note also came from Rossa's lips.

Nisa is certainly surprised by Rossa's reaction. Seeing how Rossa behaves, it means that the woman also has a taste for Aria. O Allah, forgive the servant who does not know the heart of your other servant. Nisa's mind is full of guilt. With the attitude of Nissa certainly he has added his own series of sins.

"thank you. Thank you for paving our way. I hope your soul mate's path will be wide open for you." Reply Rossa in Nisa's ear. The girl smiled wryly.

"I'm just lightening my way back to her." Inner Nisa looked towards Aria who was now able to smile.

"With Rossa's mother, Aria can smile." Again Nisa can only resist the sadness of seeing Aria's happiness.

Aria and Rossa were in the car. The atmosphere was so awkward for Rossa, this was the second time they were in the same car. But the vibes are different. There are others among them.

"So...actually you have the same taste of me? Since when?" ask Aria. Rossa frowned. A taste? He is still only interested in the attitude of Aria who is very religious. Others yet.

"What flavor?" Rossa asked back.

"Love." Rossa developed her smile. There is no love in Rossa's life before crossing the marriage line. Everything he felt now, was still limited to admiration for the figure of Aria.

"Love? There's no word before the ijab kabul process I went through." Answer Rossa lightly. Aria quickly turned her head towards Rossa. Very expensive words of love from the lips of Adnan's mother.

"How much longer?" Aria continued to ask.

"What?" Rossa would rather look out of the car than look at Aria. The man next to Rossa was long-suffering as well with the woman's attitude. He knew Rossa was avoiding contact with him. But he also has no intention of doing anything to Rossa.

"Look at me. I'm asking you to talk."

"No way."

Aria smelled her smile. It's very solid Rossa's establishment. Aria then charges Rossa's answer. A month and a half from the woman's lips. One question made Rossa's face change drastically. When Aria asked, where should she apply.

"That's..who said I wanted to marry you?"

Aria's car stopped suddenly, the man pressed the brake pedal so deeply. Aria looked at Rossa who rubbed her head because she hit the dashboard of Aria's car. "What the hell, sir?" rossa protest.

"It's not. But this is about...."

"Human? I don't care if he's Angga's son. I promise God will love him like my own son." Cut Aria fast.

As Aria's breath hunts down, she really doesn't know what way she should go to get Rossa, making Adnan's mother the only woman in her life. Rossa was speechless hearing Aria's emotional outburst.

"I'm sorry, I'm not the one you need to worship. Or puja. I'm just an ordinary woman who wants to live life on the right track. Though I may have made a big mistake."

There was a deep sadness when Rossa said that. Aria instantly gasped, will her conjecture be true? Adnan is an out-of-wedlock child.

"May I know, what is it?" Aria tries to strengthen her heart, if Rossa wants to open up to tell her. Aria admitted, she was really tired to get a yes answer from this beautiful woman.

I heard heavy breathing from Rossa. "Begin opening yourself. In Allah I am trustworthy." Aria said seriously. Silent...

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This time a breath sounded from Aria's lips. A third of the night had already passed, with the day leading up to morning. But the man could not close his eyes. Restless, troubled, confused, all these feelings raged in his heart.

Should I back off? Aria breathed her rough breath. Yesterday he was so sure about his feelings for Rossa, but now doubts are attacking him. It erodes the beliefs that were once deeply ingrained in the heart.

"What should I do?" muttered Aria confused.

The day changed, Rossa had just inserted a spong cake that she would roll into a mandarin sponge. Also an ant nest cake ordered by a neighbor. The woman had finished bathing Adnan. Rossa looked pensive. He had resigned, after a few days ago he told all his life stories to Aria. He didn't expect much.

From Aria's reaction, it can be seen if the man is quite shocked by Rossa's story. Who was that woman, as well as how she got to be in this place. With son. One thing Rossa hasn't told you is about Adnan. Rossa is still tight-lipped about who Adnan is.

A line of greetings disperse the reverie of Rossa. He saw Adnan running out, welcoming a man who immediately spread his hand. "The love I have for this child is already too deep. I can't back off anymore. I can't lose you both." Inner Aria.

"I just want to emphasize one thing. Despite everything I've told you, another condition if you want me is that you should be able to accept both of us, without needing to ask who Adnan is. We can't be separated, because we've set up at any time."

"I accept the conditions from you. So when are we going to see your parents, your father Zaiharudin Hutomo."

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