The Enemy Brings My Destiny

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For the first thing for Akhtar to see Aira dressed like that, because during his life with him Aira always dressed closed. Even with every answer Akhtar always asks, Aira only answers if he is not comfortable dressing short. I don't know why, Akhtar doesn't understand either.

"Don't..." Akhtar reflex lips call his name.

Aira turned towards the bed that was filled with Akhtar there. Aira's smile was perfect. "Mas. Hmm, are my clothes in trouble?. " Aira checked her own body. Akhtar approached Aira.

"No. There's nothing wrong, it's just that you don't usually wear short clothes, Ai. "

"Come, Mas. I feel like wearing it today. Is it okay, huh ?. " Aira answered doubtfully.

" yes. It's up to you. After all, wearing clothes that your beauty becomes increased. " Akhtar whispered right near Aira's ear.

"Mas !!. " Squeak Aira with a red face.

Akhtar chuckled and walked past Aira's body and drowned behind the bathroom door.

Aira turned her head back when she heard the creaking sound of the closed door, her smile still adorning her ay face and stepped towards the bed. He lay down his body there and before long the subconscious began to greet him.

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"Assynoltom..."

A man has just entered his house. His eyes wandered around the house but everything felt lonely. He looked at the watch on his wrist, and it turned out that time had shown at eleven o'clock in the evening. A bated gust he let out and stepped towards his own room.

Arriving at the room his body was immediately thrown on the bed with eyes fixed on the sky room.

"Sir. Are you that ?. Missed you. We missed you. Where was the original now that you were... ?" Ja. The man who looked so uninspired in life was Zuhdi. Her other brother Azri.

Zuhdi's memory returned at the wedding this afternoon. Where he is present there as a ruler. The shadow in which he felt seeing his sister again in the bride made him even more frustrated. Moreover, this afternoon, the name of the bride was not Azrinna, but Aira.

" Oh Allah... If she's really my sister, why did her name change?. What is this, God?. But I'm sure that's Azri. I know him very well..." Unfeeling, tears had apparently wet his cheeks.

The relentless search has been going on for four months, but all has never yielded any results at all. Azrinna has not yet met. Not even his tracks were known by everyone he ordered to look for his sister.

The hope is now only a do'a if if his sister is still alive hopefully he is always given health and security. And if Azrinna has indeed died, may the Almighty proclaim good things about her existence.

Thinking hard continuously made Zuhdi tired and finally the subconscious began to approach. Until morning greet, then his eyes back awake. Zuhdi got off the mattress and stepped lazily towards the bathroom. After fifteen minutes of being in the bathroom with her casual clothes because today is a holiday from her work time as a religious ministry employee, precisely in KUA.

Zuhdi walked out of the room to the dining table. Both of his parents were enjoying breakfast. Seeing their faces made his heart cut. Ja. The joy that always colored the faces of his parents vanished since the disappearance of Azrinna. The feeling of being hit by loss is what also makes this house feel quiet and silent.

Zuhdi pulled out one of the chairs and sat on it. " Good morning, Ma, Pa..." Speak with the tone made as cheerful as possible.

Both of his parents looked and smiled. "Morning, Honey..." Reply mother.

" Speak, son. " His father's words with a gaze now pointed towards his son's face.

" Hmm, Pa, Mom. I thought maybe not, if Azri had been in an accident and lost his memory? ."

" Damn..." Call her Mama lirih. Her mother looked at Zuhdi's face with teary eyes. " Have you met your sister, son ?. " Say her mother again.

" No idea, ma. I'm also confused, is that Azri or not?. I met him yesterday, when I was a bully. He's one of my customers Ma. "

" You mean, Azri got married?. "

Zuhdi nodded. " His name is not Azri, pa. Called Aira. "

Everyone took a long breath. The next moment was only silence created. Then split when hearing the sound of a small child's scream.

All eyes immediately turned towards the little boy who was running over.

" oom. Opa. Om. " Excite the little boy again while greeting one by one the hands of the people who were sitting there.

" Eh. Grandma's granddaughter in the morning already here ?. " Sintia carried the little boy on her lap and before long a man with a smile on his face came and greeted the two middle-aged couples.

" Assalamualaikum, ma, pa. "

"Goddessalam..." Answer everything.

" Let's sit down, son. " Rawar mama Sintia.

"Your tumben came early in the morning, Aqlan?. "  Task Mr. Sharif.

Aqlan smiled then said "Yes, pa. Raffa whines and keeps asking to come here from yesterday and Aqlan can only bring him this morning. And. the plan Aqlan also want to leave Raffa for a few days here, because Aqlan must go out of town later in the afternoon because there is a little problem with the branch of the restaurant that is there. " Obviously Aqlan was at length.

"of course. Mama even seneng Raffa in entrusted here. " Answer her mother enthusiastically.

"Alhamdulillah if so. Thanks, ma, pa. Aqlan wants to go straight away. For Raffa goods later in the day there is a nanny who will come here because it looks like Aqlan can not come here anymore. "

" oah. You don't have breakfast first?. "

"Aqlan had breakfast at home, ma. " Aqlan approached her son and gently nodded his head." Don't be naughty, yeah. " She said. And was picked up by Raffa.

After saying goodbye, Aqlan got out of the house and returned to drive his car.