Substitute Priest For Chayra

Miniature Eternal Love

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After the tasyakuran event, Alif and Chayra did not immediately resign. Rizqi and Nadhira asked them to chat for a while and wanted to hand over the gift as an expression or a token of gratitude.

Currently they sit on the terrace of the house of ustadz Ilham, owner and leader of Al Hidayah boarding school. Ilham is Ayunda Kirana's older sister, Oma Chayra and Alif's adoptive mother.

"This gift we gave you, as an expression or a sign of my gratitude and Deck Nadhira for you and Chayra, Lif. I hope you like it --" Rizqi reviewed the smile and handed the light blue colored box to Alif and Chayra. A beautiful smile was on the faces of the two as they received the box.

"Thank you-" said Alif and Chayra compactly without fading a smile.

"What is this, Mom?" Alif was curious about the contents of the box that had now moved in his hand. I can't wait to open it.

"Open, Lif!" the edict that came from Rizqi's lips was accompanied by the arch of the lips.

"Can it be opened now, Mas?"

"Of course I can. The gift box is yours. Instead of dying of curiosity, open it now! It could be bad if you die curious, Lif. Poor Chayra became a young widow before you succeeded in making a masterpiece -" she said, which was immediately greeted by small pinches and sharp glances from Nadhira.

"Hhehe, sorry Dek Nadhira. The lips of your kang mas is indeed sometimes uncontrollable because it goes down the habit of papa-" Rizqi smiled grinningly and scratched his nape. While Nadhira, sighed deeply. She must have patience to face her husband who has an original habit of chattering like her father-in-law, Ikhsan Maulana. Having worked in a zoo and had a bekantan bestie, Ikhsan received a loving call from his friends ... 'Ikhsan the former bekantan'. The story of Ikhsan is written in the novel entitled 'Former So Besan'.

Alif and Chayra commented on the smile. Rizqi's usually successful babble made the two of them laugh, currently pinching their hearts instead. Chayra is a widow at a very young age. Not because Alif died. But because their current relationship was like a tangled thread. If Alif could not unravel it and Chayra was no longer able to stay by her husband's side, separation might no longer be inevitable. Neither Alif nor Chayra, of course, wanted the breakup to actually happen. Although Chayra was very sick, angry, and disappointed. For Chayra, married only once. If her marriage to Alif fails, Chayra no longer wants to marry. Better to be alone than to go back to failure.

"Sorry, Lif, Ra. Mas Rizqi's speech need not be heard!" nadhira said, feeling bad.

"It's okay, Ustadzah. Mas Rizqi was joking. From a small Mas Rizqi did like the origin of chattering like his papa," said Alif and had the support of Chayra.

"Ustadzah. Precisely because of the habit of Mas Rizqi who likes the origin of chattering, many friends who like it. Including us --"

Nadhira let out a long breath and then exhaled slowly. She looked at the beautiful face of her husband and came back with words. "But please, don't get used to it! Impertinent. Alif and Chayra could understand because they already knew Mas Rizqi very well. If others were to hear Mas Rizqi's chatter, perhaps they couldn't control their emotions --"

Rizqi's face turned pias. He regretted having originally chatted. "Yes Dek, Rizqi mas will not repeat it again --"

"Promise me!"

"God willing - -"

"Now, apologize to Alif and Chayra, Mas!"

Rizqi nodded obediently. He looked like a disciple who obeyed the orders of his teacher. "Sorry Lif, Chayra. Next time, Rizqi won't repeat it --"

"Yes Mas. We have forgiven Mas Rizqi --" Alif replied to Rizqi's apology followed by a smile.

"Now, open our Lif gift box!" nadhira said with a smile rising from her lips.

At once the netra Alif and Chayra sparkled. They were amazed by the gift given by Rizqi and Nadhira as an expression of gratitude.

Apparently, the light blue box contains a miniature Taj Mahal building made of gold and studded with diamonds. The building symbolizes 'eternal love'. A king's love for his queen.

"God's glory, it's beautiful --" The word of praise is spoken from Chayra's lips.

"Do you like it, Ra?"

"Very like, Ustadzah-"

"From now on, don't call me 'ustadzah'! Call me 'move'! After all, I've become part of your family. Om's daughter-in-law and your aunt, Ra---" she asked.

"Well, Madam Nadhira-" Chayra and Nadhira throw each other smiles and short hugs.

"We gave you miniature Taj Mahal buildings, not because of the origin of giving. But there is hope that we want to set aside for you two. The Taj Mahal symbolizes eternal love. And this miniature, may it be the epitome of your love. A love that will remain eternal though someday - perhaps a rumble shakes the link of love --"

The words that were sliced from Nadhira's lips .. touched the recesses of taste, forcing the dew points to frame the bead of the eye. Alif and Chayra looked at each other and linked hands. Both chant love verses in the heart that are strung together to become untain prayer, may Divine meridhoi and strengthen the link of love.

The time machine pointed to ten o'clock at night, Nadhira asked Alif and Chayra to spend the night in the boarding house. But Chayra refused subtly and had the support of Alif.

"Be careful on the road, yeah! Lately, the action is back unsettling. Don't stop the car, even if you're stopped!" nadhira's message when releasing Alif and Chayra.

"Yes Ma'am. We will be careful --" Chayra said.

"May Allah protect you both -"

"Aamiin, O Allah. We go home first, ma'am. Assalamu'alaikum - -"

"Wa'allaikumsalam ..." reply Rizqi and Nadhira compact.

Alif and Chayra turned their heels and walked towards the car park. While Rizqi and Nadhira were still standing while staring at the backs of the two people who were getting further and further ....

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Connect ....

Unlike the previous author's work, Substitute Priest For Chayra raised rather heavy conflicts and highlighted the imperfections of his male figures. Sorry if the readers there are less like or less pleased with the story that the author wrote this time. But be wise to use your fingers. Do not lower the rate ⭐ that might make us the authors feel down. We silver authors are not like the ones that are pre-planned above us. We have never tasted the results of writing. If we still survive writing here, it is because of our love and affection for readers who have been willing to read, support, and give appreciation.

Although the conflict is rather severe, the author has prepared for its completion. 😉

There are people who say that, "it is not necessary to be perfect to inspire others. Let people be inspired by the way you handle your imperfections." Like the work I write today, although not perfect hopefully able to inspire ... 😊

Sorry if the typo spread and wrong word. Thanks and much love 💗