The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapter 83. So he's the one

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Everyone was surprised when Iqbal suddenly stood up and looked at Amayra who was holding Rey. Bram and Satria were also surprised to see Iqbal's gaze on Amayra.

A gaze that implies a longing and a deep feeling. How could a stranger have such a look on Amayra? Thought Satria in her heart.

Why is he staring at Amayra like that? Do they know each other?

The eyes of Amayra and Iqbal meet, and Amayra turns her eyes. Stay away from the man's sight.

If Amayra lives here, then this is Anna's home too? Amayra. God, why do I still feel this way?

Iqbal held onto his chest, he was still staring at the married woman with teary eyes. He could not believe that he had met his first love back there under unexpected circumstances. The hijab-wearing woman was married and carrying a child. Iqbal still can't believe it.

"Iqbal, why are you standing? Let's sit back, son!" Let's ust. Arifin to her son who suddenly became the spotlight of everyone because of her gaze on Amayra.

"Astagfirullahaladzim! O Allah please take care of the view of the servant of the woman who is not the servant muhrim, keep the servant away from the adultery of the eyes.." murmured Iqbal uttered an Istighfar, after he realized that he had looked at Amayra with an undue gaze.

"What are you talking about, son?" ask Ust. Arifin half whispered to her son.

"Iqbal is fine, "" Iqbal replied as he sat cross-legged beside his father who was leading the event. Iqbal tried to calm his thumping heart.

Amayra and Satria sit side by side with Rey, attending a study with the mothers present. Aaron, Cakra, Bram, Anna and Nilam were sitting on the other side, they were also teaching.

Not the focus of teaching, Bram and Satria even both pay attention to Iqbal who had noticed Amayra. The feelings of the two men were equally restless, looking at Iqbal's gaze on Amayra.

After they finished teaching, they arrived at the core event where baby hair shaving will begin. Satria who carried Rey and carried out the procession of the aqiqah. Everyone there looked happy because the show went well. Dewi, Lulu, Anna and Fania distributed the parcels to the mothers there after they finished teaching and returned from the house.

"You've come, ma'am" said Anna kindly to the guests present.

"Thank you for the prayer, ma'am" said Fania who was also friendly to the guests who attended and prayed for baby R.

Meanwhile ust. Arifin and Iqbal are still there. They chatted with Cakra, Aaron and Satria while sitting on the sofa. Don't forget Cakra thanks ust. Arifin for leading Rey's aqiqah event went well.

"Thank you to Mr. Satria who invited me. May the father be a righteous son, devoted to parents and religion," prayer ust. Arifin for Reyndra.

"Aamiin. thanks ustad," Satria replied and Cakra compactly with a smile.

Where is amayra? I want to greet her and ask her how she is? Why didn't he show up?

"Please drink first, Mr. Ustad, do not rush to go home. Think of it as your own home" said Cakra kindly to his guests.

"Well, thank you again, I happen to have no other event" Ust. Arifin took a glass containing his favorite black coffee on the table.

Cakra and Aaron also enjoy coffee to accompany his guest. While Satria was staring intently at Iqbal, she was still wondering if the man in front of her was Iqbal who sent a love letter to his wife or not?

I wanted to ask, but what if he was really that guy.

"Sir. sorry.." Iqbal looked towards Satria.

"Yes? You talk to me?" satria asked in surprise as Iqbal greeted her first.

Why did he call me?

"I'm sorry, I think you keep watching me. Could there be something you want to ask me?" tanya Iqbal ventured to Satria who dariitadi kept looking at her with a strange look and frowning forehead.

"I have nothing to ask and I don't see you" Satria replied with a cold voice and a flat face.

Who saw him? I didn't see you! Nah!

For some reason the soul appears competing and displeasure so see Iqbal, he suspects that Iqbal is Iqbal who once put his heart on his wife.

"Oh yes, I'm sorry to ask you a no-no" Iqbal said in a low voice signifying politeness in his attitude.

"Oh yes Iqbal, Mr. Satria is also a doctor.maybe you can ask the same Mr. Satria about your lecture, you know, mr. Satria is the best and youngest medical graduate at Harvard University" Ust said. Arifin to his son.

"Well, if you may know, Iqbal went to medical school too?"asked Satria with a sharp look.

"True sir, I took a pediatrician," said Iqbal politely.

I don't know why I feel that Mr. Satria has a grudge against me. His gaze was sharp.

"Why did you major in medicine and not follow in the footsteps of Mr. Ustad, the department of pediatricians anyway?" asked Satria in a slightly interrogating tone.

"I love children and my ideals want to be a doctor" Iqbal replied kindly.

He's handsome, he looks like a nice guy, but he's not as handsome as me. Satria analyzed the man.

"Oh yeah, what semester is it now? It looks like you're young, how old are you?" ask Satria while holding her hands on her chest.

Iqbal was a little stifled at Satria's question which was like an interview session, "I went to college in the 6th semester, I'm 20 years old,"

"20 Years old is already semester 6? Great yes," a grin was seen on Satria's face.

He was a smart kid too.. Damnit damnit! Why am I angry?

"Alhamdulillah sir" replied Iqbal simply.

This kid looks simple and humble, but is it true that he's that guy? How do I ask that, huh? If I asked Anna or Fania, they would know, right?

"Oh yeah, do you have a boyfriend? Or maybe married?" Satria ventured out of the safe realm and asked about privacy-related matters.

Iqbal was stunned to hear Satria's question, "Sa-my.."

"My son is not dating Mr. Satria. He's never been close to a woman" Ust. Arifin helps Iqbal who has trouble answering Satria's questions.

"Oh so, huh? Though Iqbal sir is very handsome and smart, but there is no candidate? If there's no candidate yet, maybe there's someone Iqbal likes?" Satria asked a question with a smile.

Satria, what are you doing? Why are you asking like this?

"There's one person I've liked up until now, I can't forget" Iqbal replied honestly.

"Surely she is a very lucky woman yes, can be loved by a good man like Mr. Iqbal," Satria smiled bitterly.

"Yes she is a good woman, but unfortunately her fate is not so good," said Iqbal remembered with Amayra pregnant out of wedlock, she had become a wife of people and also had children.

"If you could know who that woman is?" ask Satria sharply.

Why did Mr Satria ask like this? No, I can't answer that. Inner Iqbal.

Finally arriving also on this question, Iqbal's answer will make the curiosity of Satria disappear.

"Eh, brother Iqbal is here!" Fania smiled calling her upperclassman, as she approached him. Iqbal turned to Fania and smiled faintly, "Assalamualaikum Fania,"

"Waalaikumsalam sir, ustad sir, Cakra sir and Aaron sir, also Satria's sister," Fania said to all the men sitting on the sofa.

Cakra, Aaron and ustadz Arifin greeted Fania with friendly smiles.

Fania, who greeted Iqbal, was already the obvious answer for Satria, enough to make Satria upset.

So he's the one? Really him? Does Amayra like it too?

Satria clenched her hands in annoyance, she did not know why she was angry and she did not understand her feelings at this moment. "I'm sorry for a moment" said Satria, who suddenly moved from her seat with an annoyed face.

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