The Destiny of Love Nayyara

Accident

Five days before the wedding, Faiz had rented clothes that he and Nayya would use to meet and he would deliver them to Nayya's house this afternoon. Although Faiz did not know the size of Nayya's clothes but he thought the dress he chose was fitting, again if the size does not match can be exchanged first.

"Mom, Faiz went to Nayya's house and wanted her clothes" she told Azizah.

"After tomorrow morning Iz" she argued later. Actually Azizah felt something bad in her heart, she was haunted by misgivings like there would be something happening, either to her or her youngest son, but Azizah did not know what it was. "This part is Wednesday, son, later you have to help in the mosque to make a study event" he continued. Faiz seemed to be fondling the words of the mother.

"Still in the hunt, ma'am, it's only half-five. Usually Faiz takes mosque at five o'clock in the afternoon. Faiz between his clothes now because if later if the size is not fit in Nayya's body can be exchanged if not yes can be sewn first" he said giving an excuse, making Azizah nod.

"Jaudah be careful, Iz, greetings to Ms. Zulfa" he said, taken by Faiz, and then Faiz extended his hand.

"Assalamualaikum" Faiz started riding his motorcycle and drove it towards Nayya's house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" after Faiz with his motorbike was completely lost from his view, Azizah stroked his chest slowly. 'maybe nothing happens son' his mind then entered the house.

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After driving for two kilometers, Faiz's motorbike began to enter an alley and after a hundred meters through the alley, arrived in front of Nayya's house.

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"Assalamualaikum" his greeting to the owner of the house. Soon Arya who happened to enter in the morning and was already at home was out.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, what's wrong with Faiz? Let's go in first" he asked while allowing Faiz to enter but Faiz refused because after this there is still business to be resolved.

"I'm here to drop off a dress for Nayya. Later told to try first mas, if it is fitting thank goodness, if less or greatness mas Arya chat I aja yes, let me sew it first or I exchange it for another dress" she explained while handing a brown paper bag containing the dress to Arya.

"Later I say to Nayya, thank you Iz" he said while receiving the paper bag. "Is this really not going in first?" bargained again.

"I still have business, my mother nitip greetings to Miss Zulfa" he said later. "Yes, later I say, again thank you" said Arya a second time.

"Yes I'm sorry first mas, Assalamualaikum" he said then walked towards the bike.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" after Faiz left, Arya immediately entered and went to Nayya's room to give her a dress from Faiz.

"Nay" call Arya from the outside. The owner of the room immediately went out to see his brother.

"This is from Faiz, told to try first he said, later if it is not fitting to say the same brother yes let brother tell Faiz" he explained later.

"Yes bang later Nay try first, thanks to bang" he said embraced by Arya and Arya was back to continue their activities that had been delayed.

In front of the mirror Nayya took out the dress from the paper bag and stuck it on her body. 'Pas, beautiful' but because not sure Nayya will still wear it. When Nayya was about to open the clothes hook, suddenly the clothes she was holding fell and Nayya accidentally nudged the tea drink on the table that also spilled soaking the white dress, there was a brown stain on the dress.

Nayya felt very guilty with Faiz, renting a dress alone could be up to hundreds of thousands. Boro-boro is used for akad events, even Nayya has not tried it at all even the clothes are dirty.

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Nayya felt uneasy in her heart, for some reason her heart suddenly fluttered. Did something happen to her family? Or did something happen to Faiz? he thought then took the mop to mop the wet floor of his tea, 'maybe nothing happens' his mind diverted the negative thoughts in him and tried to calm himself down.

After mopping the floor, she brought the dress to the bathroom to wash so that the stains disappeared and looked as clean white as before.

"Thank God the nodes can be lost, forgive Nayya yes mas Faiz, even Nayya has not used it yet Nayya has dirty it" he murmured then squeezed the shirt and put it in a bucket to be taken out and dried.

After drying clothes, Nayya was about to walk into the house while carrying the bucket he brought earlier. His steps stopped when he heard Adiba who walked home with his friend while talking.

"It's so hard" said Seli, Adiba's co-worker.

"Yes Sel, I was horrified to see it too, his legs were so much blood. Yaudah I went home first yes" she said as she shook hands with Seli and then walked to her yard.

"Well, the wedding dress, from Faiz mas ya" said Adiba when his net caught a dress that looked still wet, seemed to have just been washed.

"Yes, Diba said that. What's wrong?" tanyanya.

Adiba also began to tell when he returned to work in angkot to see there was an accident on the highway, precisely at the front turn of the mosque.

"So right after Diba came home from work, in front of the mosque, you know Nay, which there is a turn. Well there was an accident. It was so scary to know Nay. His legs are bleeding so" the story was cut by his brother who suddenly joined the pulpit.

"What's bleeding" he said as he dried his hair with a towel that he rubbed into his hair.

"There was an accident in front of the mosque across the street" Adiba told Arya. Suddenly Arya was a little surprised and inexplicably she suddenly remembered Faiz.

"Witness of the man?" arya asked curiously, timidly if it was Faiz.

"No look obviously bang, face down the problem, if the shirt is a short shirt rich koko that, the color is red, there is ashes, continue to wear sarong" explained Adiba sekhenya, because that's what Adiba saw.

'Did Faiz have an accident?' his mind asked, he guessed if what Adiba told him was Faiz. Arya turned towards Nayya who looked pensive.

Nayya had indeed seen Faiz wearing a heart-red shirt and in the gray buttons. But because he has not confirmed, he does not believe too much if it is Faiz. But somehow his feeling was so strong that it was Faiz.

"Cock on diem?" sahut Adiba breaks the awkwardness between them.

"No, no papa, yaudah let's go in" Nayya asked later, while Faiz was still standing on the porch of his house.

'In fact Faiz is not yes, but it was Faiz wearing a red shirt, ah mending check himself was rather than curious continue' his mind then immediately turned on the motor and headed to the place that Adiba had explained earlier.

"So there was an accident, sir" asked Arya to a roadside bakmi trader.

"Yes, Arya, who was in the accident, his son Azizah, Faiz"

Duarr…

Like lightning in broad daylight. Arya was very surprised. It turned out to be true, Faiz had an accident right after coming home from his home.

"Where do you keep going to the hospital sir?" ask Arya later.

"Again taken to the mas clinic, do not know if later referred to the Hospital, because if it is seen the wound is quite severe mas" he explained which was carried by Arya.

"Yes sir, excuse me. Assalamu'alaikum" then started his motorbike.

"Yes mas. Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh" the bakmi trader began to continue his cooking which had been delayed.