The Heart of Raisya

chapter 1's

this is my first time writing a novel, so please understand if it does not meet expectations. This novel is far from being a CEO character or a billionaire because this story is like a story in everyday real life. Sorry if there will be a typo because the author likes to read, thank you.

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Raisya Azkiya is my full name. I was born into a beautiful family in my village. I am not a beautiful woman, but at 16 years old I have to accept the fact that I have been betrothed to a man of my grandmother's choice. I was still sitting in 2nd grade High School in a famous boarding school in the city of M.

The word of Ramadan (24 years old) is an unpretentious man in my view. At that time he wandered in the city of B to become an architect there. The reason I accepted this matchmaking was because I never knew what it was. And of course because I know very well with the family of the brother of the Word, although I never greet him but I know that he is from a good and simple family. And he is the grandson of the clergy at my insistence.

Two years have passed, I have graduated from school and come out of the boarding school. I decided to study in a city not far from my home. My relationship with the Word goes like flowing water. Although we have been engaged for 2 years but we rarely communicate, meet only once a year.

Currently I have been sitting in smester 3 of the faculty of education.That means that it has been almost 4 years we were engaged I did aspire to become a teacher since sitting in Junior High School.

In college I limited myself to not hanging out with boyfriends because of my status who already had a fiancee. On campus I was a bit different from others because of my appearance with a robe or skirt and tunic tops that were far from fashionable for the size of college children at that time.

It was a Saturday Monday, I was off to college and I was relaxing at home. Suddenly my phone rang, the nameless number I saw. I tried to lift it too.

" Assalamu'alaikum" said one woman across the street.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, sorry who is this?" I'm the one who doesn't recognize his voice.

"I'm Ani, Fir's girlfriend." The woman replied with great emphasis.I digested her words for a moment.

"I mean?" I reassured my hearing.

There was a bit of pain in my heart even though there was actually no love in my heart. But I was determined to accept everything. Because I believe whatever happens in my life is God's will.

"Hallo, I'm sorry you're still there, right?" the woman's voice shocked my daydream.

"Yes, I can still hear you." I heard him sighing again.

"You still want to continue your relationship with Fir? while she loves me so much, do you want to eat heart?"

the woman asked me consecutive questions. I held back my emotions a little because I didn't want to believe this woman.

"I'm sorry if it's a matter of time. If he doesn't want to be a man. oh, how long have you been dating?" I asked as if my heart was calm.

"it's been 6 years, before you got engaged, she wanted to be engaged to you because she didn't want to hurt her mother, and you should have known yourself and backed out of this engagement." His words slightly pinched my heart, but I tried to answer calmly back.

"Well, I'll try to talk about it with Mr. Firman, thank you for calling and telling me."

"Ok, I hope you will decide, because it is useless to survive if it will be destroyed as well, assalamu'alaikum."

he hung up the phone before I answered his greetings.

See you again sister, thank you for stopping by. Sorry my writing is still a mess.