Not the Original Owner

Last Extra Part

After praying Isya' congregated, Nafisa first helped Emran up on the bed before putting Dion to sleep. Now the three of them are in one bed. Azmy felt awkward, while Nafisa was ordinary.

"I'm sorry I forgot all about it. Can you tell me everything I forgot? I want to start all over." Azmy said breaking the silence. He saw that Dion was already sound, perhaps it would not matter if he had a conversation with Nafisa.

"Where should I start?" Nafisa weighed the beginning of what her husband meant.

"Alright, I'll tell you the beginning of our meeting. We first met at my parents' funeral. That's where Mom asked you to marry me. At first you refused because at that time you were still dating Siska. Until mom threatened not to do breast cancer removal surgery, then you want to marry me. At the beginning of marriage, our lives are really awkward until you make a divorce agreement. You want a divorce after 3 months of our marriage." Nafisa paused for a moment. Given the bitterness at the beginning of her marriage. Azmy just kept quiet, being a good listener.

"2 months of marriage, you start to show attention. Until I take off my hijab in front of you. Since I am in this marriage divine ta'ala, I fulfill my duty as a wife. Whether we start when our relationship will be closer. Until dad gives us a vacation to Batu, Malang. That's where our story began and 9 months later Dion was born. However, when Dion was 1 year old you started to distance yourself. I spend a lot of time at the office and rarely go home. Until you say if Siska is pregnant with your child. I can't believe it, because all this time you've been treating women with courtesy." Nafisa took a deep breath.

"I could only resign, because Dion was diagnosed with flat foot and had to undergo therapy. I chose to ignore you, but I didn't leave you because of Dion. I can raise her myself, but I will be the papa's usurper from her. For 2 years, you never came back here." Nafisa's tears shed, making Azmy feel the pain in her heart.

"I'm sorry." Azmy condemns the stupidity of the owner of the body. Already have a sholehah wife like this why choose cheap women.

"It's okay, I'm just happy. God granted my prayers to return you to our family. Even with the way of memory loss."

"Are you veiled because I told you to?" Azmy asked curiously. Because his little wife used to say not ready if you have to veil.

"No, 2 years ago I covered my face as a reminder. Reminders to keep my family's disgrace. If Emran doesn't like it, I won't wear it anymore."

"No problem, whatever your decision I will support it. But, why would you want to be betrothed to me?"

"Because it's a mother's request, mother is a friend of mother. As a child, my mother has been a part of my life. He is also the only family I have. Papa's family no longer exists, while the mother's family does not accept me because I am no longer a noble unless I want to marry my cousin who is still a noble descendant." replied Nafisa.

"Is there still such irrational thought?"

"It's not irrational, it's a traditional way of keeping bloodlines. Where only men have nasab, women don't."

Azmy thought for a moment, whether he should be honest or silent.

"Nafisa, do you want to hear my story?" Nafisa answered with a nod.

Then Azmy told him who he was and where he came from. Nafisa who listened to Azmy's story was shocked. Not surprised because Emran is gone. But, Azmy.

Flashback to Nafisa's life.

At the age of 10, Nafisa had a memory of Aeesha. Whether it was the gift God gave him, even the little Nafisa who grew up in a religious family believed in God's decree. Until he grows up, he continues to live his life as Nafisa. God gave him a second chance to live. And because he was in Yogyakarta, he began to look for Fatih at the home of his mother, Kulon Progo. However, when he was there everyone went to Eyang's house in Purworejo. Where it is customary once a month the Fatih family gathers to make a pilgrimage to the ancestral tomb.

Then he went to Semarang, where his family lived. But the house there was already sold, his family had already lived with his first brother in Bojonegoro. He also visited his parents, he met some people he knew well. But did not say hello because of his identity. Someone asked who he was, why the pilgrimage in the tomb. Nafisa only replies if she is a friend of Aeesha's.

He also went to South Kalimantan, where his brother lived. Guided by claiming to be Aeesha's friend. At that time the house that Fatih built was not far from his brother's house was empty, his brother said if Fatih moved to Central Kalimantan and Aeesha followed him for fear of Fatih's typus relapse if living in the employee's mess.

After getting information from her brother, it turns out that her brother is now 50 years old, 10 years from the last he remembers. Aeesha spent 50 years as Nyssa and Nafisa. There was a time difference from his transmigrated soul. But he can be calm, all the family and Fatih are living their lives well. He hugged his brother and said goodbye.

From there Nafisa starts to pursue her dreams as a teacher and eventually marries Emran. Allah is All-Willful, All-Decision-Maker, Aeesha has faith in him.

Back to the present.

Nafisa immediately got off the bed, heading towards Azmy's side. She hugged Azmy tightly and shed her tears there.

Azmy who was not ready was astonished by the behavior of Nafisa. It is true that they are husband and wife, but Azmy is an alien soul. Why did Nafisa cry for Emran by hugging him? He wanted to let go of Nafisa's embrace, but he felt comfort there. After all, Nafisa's cry made her claustrophobic.

"Nafisa, please don't be like this. I'm still trying to fit in." After saying so Azmy felt sorry.

"My husband, did you follow me here?"

1 Second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds. Azmy immediately hugs Nafisa after realizing that the call was only used by Aeesha, his little wife.

"I'm not dreaming, am I, baby?" azmy said convince herself.

"No." Aeesha returned Azmy's embrace.

"Honey.. Miss you.." Azmy cries hugging Nafisa.

"I have doubted God, dear. But I remember you, so that I may receive the ordinance of God with sincerity. No consequences without cause. God gave me the chance to be your husband again. God's plan is always beautiful and never wrong." Azmy let go of his embrace, making sure that the face was really Aeesha.

"God is All my husband. Never doubt it." Nafisa cupped both cheeks Emran.

"Yes dear.. Oh Allah, forgive me.. Thank you for giving me one more chance. La khaula wala quwwata illa billah."

They embraced again, both giving up longing. They agree to live life as Emran and Nafisa, forgetting Aeesha and Azmy. Because they are in each other's hearts.

From then on, no more obstacles blocked their journey. Emran's business is growing rapidly in the hands of Azmy. Until they once a month travel to visit cities in Indonesia. Emran is very excited, finally he can know firsthand the life of Nafisa. He also learned a lot of culture, deepening religion and of course arranging his life with Nafisa.

God determined that Azmy was Aeesha's true soul mate until they were met a second time. While Fatih only betrothed to Aeesha temporarily. For Allah has turned the hearts of men upside down.

All the decrees that Allah has planned, must be tucked away in extraordinary wisdom if grateful. From the journey of Aeesha and Azmy, gratitude and faith in God are absolute. Allah will bestow upon you all graces and gifts. Allah azza wa jalla.

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