My Sweet Journey's

The only

In a soft pastel room, a girl stood in front of a mirror. Staring at his own face at the reflection of the square object before him. The girl sighed repeatedly. He's not so ugly. Why is it so hard to get a soul mate. Understandably he's 28, so he's a little worried about that one. Life companion.

Even his sister had already gotten her ribs. Meri took her breath in. A month had passed since Santo proposed to Nurul. Since then, Meri has been quiet. He also quit his job as SPG, choosing to teach at a school on a religious basis. And these few days his head was filled with the talk of an ustadz who was so craving in his heart.

"Don't look for the man, but find the creator."

Meri looked at her hand, there was a rectangular piece of cloth, "Bismillah." Meri established itself to change, little by little. He'll start from here. Meri began to move her hands, making the rectangular cloth slowly cover her head perfectly. No gaps are missed. All wrapped up neatly.

Meri's smile rose, there was peace in itself when she saw herself in a hijab covering the front of her body. The girl pulled a little bit the front of the rest of her hijab. Hook it to the left with a pin to sweeten the look. Done it. Meri completed her new appearance along with a knock on the door in the room.

"Mr....." Nurul was amazed to see the new look of his brother. "Alhamdulillah" whispered Nurul moved. The two brothers looked at each other. Each was unable to cover the happy rumble in the chest.

"May Istiqomah." Nurul's prayer was sincere.

"Amiinn, help me out." Pinta Meri's. Nurul nodded quickly.

"May the soul mate be hastened." Meri smile.

"The mother again seduced her matchmaker." Laughter was heard in Meri's room. Meri tried to be magnified, not to be envious of what Nurul could. Meri began to realize, what Nurul can now can not be separated from what the sister planted first.

Nurul hijab since entering high school, Istiqomah until now. The girl is so self-care, both in terms of appearance and attitude. Never been close or close to any man. Until Santo, one man was seen driving Nurul home that day. Santo, the only man who could make Nurul say yes, when the man unceremoniously came to propose.

"Give me a man of your choice. Which will help me get better." Now that prayer is always offered in every bow. Hoping that the creator might be persuaded by his appeal.

Nurul's father and mother were visibly moved by Meri's change. They hoped that their eldest daughter could get what had been prayed for all this time.

While in the hospital, happiness was immeasurably also felt Heru and the others. Nisa is aware of her coma-declared state. Two days and two nights the girl slept in her long sleep. In that coma, Nisa felt the voice of a man who continued to teach beside her.

Nisa knows the voice but does not remember who it belongs to. When Nisa opened her eyes, all she saw was Aria. The man happened to come see Nisa. Heru was certainly very grateful that the princess finally realized, even with a weak state.

Blood clots in Nisa's head were successfully cleared with medication. Doctor Bimo breathed a sigh of relief. Because it is very risky if Nisa has to enter the operating room. Maybe that's what makes Nisa aware of her coma.

But the look on Heru's face changed instantly, remembering one thing. Moreover, Nisa's eyes continued to look towards Aria. "What should I do?"

Hamzah who was a few days close to Nisa looked astonished. Nisa's look at him looked different. Until Hamzah's astonishment reaches its peak, when Nisa asks, who are you to Hamzah. Everyone must be surprised. Especially Heru and Hamzah. Heru knew for sure that it was Hamzah who had been accompanying Nisa for some time.

The team of doctors immediately conducted an examination, and the results concluded that Nisa had memory loss. Although not all, the last thing she remembered was that Aria decided on their matchmaking. Aria instantly closed her eyes. Especially when he looked at Rossa. It is certain that the wife will ask him for anti-mainstream matters. Complicated things will come soon the man.

"Mas.can accompany me." Pinta Nisa.

"What do you mean? I'm sorry before, but I have to tell you I'm married." Aria said firmly. One warning came from Rossa. Can't she be a little kind to Nisa, the girl is sick.

"Propay the Bang." Rossa pats Hamzah's arm. Rossa certainly knows how Hamzah feels. The man just nodded slowly, looking at Nisa who kept looking at Aria. "What more is this, O God." Inner Hamzah was half desperate. What should he do now?" hamzah's question is the same as Heru's.

"Many things caused Nisa to lose her memory. Right now all we can do is keep Nisa mentally stable. Make him happy. It will help his body recover quickly." Doctor Bimo's words increasingly make the situation.

It was obvious that Nisa wanted Aria to be next to her. No matter the status of the married man. Heru repeatedly explained, Nisa also repeatedly replied not to believe. Even when Heru shows Aria and Rossa a wedding photo, the girl still doesn't care.

"Abi did not agree that Nisa was with Mas Aria." About Nisa when her father came back to explain that Aria was married.

"It's not so, Nisa. But remember. You came when they got married. You attended their wedding." Continue Heru. That guy's totally out of his mind to explain Aria.

"Tell me why it's like....." Nisa's breathing gasps with the amount of oxygen decreasing drastically. Heru must be panicking. The man directly pressed the button connected to the nurse station.

"Sisa...Nisa." This time it was not only the tightness that Nisa felt, but the intense headache also hit Nisa's head. The girl grimaced with the pain as well as withstanding the tightness in the chest.

Two nurses came to help. An oxygen mask was put on Nisa. With one nurse immediately contact doctor Bimo.

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"Don't think weird." Said Aria hugging Rossa's body from behind. Both are on the walk in closet. Both change clothes. Rossa now began to dare to wear a satin nightgown with a thin strap on her shoulder.

"But he only remembers you. And his condition knows itself." Severe, the condition of Nisa can be categorized as acute, chemotherapy actions can no longer be done on Nisa. All treatments now rely on drugs alone. That won't be enough to fight cancer cells in Nisa's body.

"Within him I still want to. But nothing more than that." Aria flips Rossa's body.

"My promise will be fulfilled. I'm not gonna break it. Even though you cried blood, begging me." Rossa rounded her eyes to hear Aria's words.

"You don't think I know what your good brain thinks." Aria. The two eyes looked at each other. Until the next second Aria's lips began to explore Rossa's lips. Kissing softly. Prepare to bring the wife to enjoy the paradise of the world that is halal for them to reguk.

"I have to how? If Nisa's wish is to be your companion." Inner Rossa worried. Nisa's handwriting recalls in the diary that Rossa found in the girl's bag. Sassy indeed, but what if it becomes Nisa's last wish, given the talk of doctor Bimo and prof Pujo who Rossa accidentally heard.

"We have nothing else to do. The cancer began to spread to the lungs. That's why he's so claustrophobic now. It's so bad."

Rossa's tears slowly descended as Aria groaned after reaching her release. "I will make you the only one in my life." Whisper Aria before breaking away from Rossa, hugging the body of the wife and then began to sleep into a dream, exhausted.

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