The Life of Introverted Girls

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The path of life and destiny of a person no one can think of. This is the absolute secret of the owner. As beings, we can only live what is already His provision.

Syifa. Plain girl, comes from a simple family. I don't know what the attraction is in him, so if anyone falls in love with him, he will be willing to sacrifice to be able to see him happy.

Before, as a teenager. The handsome young man, the upperclassman, is so crazy about him but at the end of the story it turns out, it feels only to be limited to a lasting friendship until now.

Similarly, a young teacher with a handsome face, also very coveted Syifa, the end of the relationship is only a brother-in-law even though currently only a former brother-in-law.

At one time, too, was a dashing, mature-aged German youth. Desperate to have Syifa, and finally swallowed disappointment after knowing that Syifa was married.

But it's true people say, love is not sane. The young German still harbored his love and was determined to keep Syifa from a distance. It turned out that his intention was to lead him to his true love. Well.he fell in love with the sister of the woman his puja.

That's the game of destiny. Syifa adored a lot of sincere men to her. But who knows the end of his love estuary turns out to be anchored to someone who makes it gamang.

It was her husband who made her know what it was like to love. The man also made him know what pain is, what it feels like to be betrayed, and the man who dropped his mentality to the bottom of the deepest, so it is difficult to be able to rise again.

" Oh Ahdan !! Why am I so curious about that guy. But strangely, I never saw him when I deliberately slow down when passing in front of his house "

Shifa muttered with a frown. Syifa folded her hands in front of her chest with a blank look towards the small fountain in the garden beside her house.

Syifa was standing in front of the window of her room. Since yesterday he has been increasingly curious about the person called Om Ahdan by his beloved man.

The remaining drops of rainwater still appear to fall one of the puree leaves that he planted next to the window. The hour hand was four in the afternoon. But Syifa was still reluctant to leave her room.

" Tiii..Assalamualaikum !! " The sound of the house bell suddenly rang from outside. The pensive Syifa sharpened her hearing.

Syifa is currently alone at home. Fatimah the adoptive sister was at her sewing stall. While Zian, his handsome son went to GOR for karate training.

" Who the hell is coming ?? " Syifa murmured but has not yet moved from its place.

While outside. A mature man dressed casually with a tall stature and handsome face, and deep black. The man pressed the bell and turned his back to the door while putting both of his hands into his pants pocket.

" He's been able to get independent here. It seemed like his life was fine "Murm the man while circulating his gaze around the house. The lips of the handsome, stern-faced man curled up a smile with glassy eyes.

The house with a minimalist style painted white color combination of old ash, looks beautiful with a slightly spacious yard planted with several kinds of flowers.

On the right side of the house there is a carport inhabited by a small car Syifa white.

On the left side, there is an iron swing surrounded by several neatly arranged flower pots.

In front of the white iron fence. Scattered bamboo flowers along the fence blocked the view from the outside towards the courtyard.

On the terrace of the house, there is a pair of terrace chairs and flower shelves on the right left.

" He beautifully arranged his house "The man muttered with sparkling eyes.At a glance he saw there were several types of orchid flowers hanging beside the terrace in a special place hanging flowers.

And after being noticed. White dominates here. Starting from flower pots, iron swings, carports, house fences, paint the walls of the house, and patio chairs are all white.

" beautiful. As beautiful as the owner "Sheed the man while chuckling softly.

" But where is he ?? I know he did not go where the current "Imbunya again muttered as if he had been watching Syifa from earlier while looking at the door, but did not change the position of its establishment.

" Czech "

" I'm sorry, who's looking ?? "

The man froze in place. Instantly his body became stiff even if just turning his body.

His courage that he had gathered with great difficulty earlier, arrived amply just from hearing the melodious voice that greeted him.

" Ekheem.sorry. Find who ?? " Syifa's birthday greeted her guest who was behind her with a wide back, after waiting for a moment.

The man neutralized his heart rate and slowly turned his towering body in front of Syifa.

" beautiful. She's getting prettier "Maliq murmured with a highlight laden with longing.

Syifa's body retreated one step back when she recognized the face of the person in front of her.

His eyes are perfectly round. Unknowingly he dropped his jaw.

For a moment the dense netra stared into the clear netra of Syifa. The two humans were suddenly silent with a sense of raging in each other's chests.

" Aa assalamualaikum !! " The man stammered a greeting a moment later.

Syifa blinked her eyes repeatedly while shaking her head slowly.

" Alaikum assalamu !! " The man's birthday again managed to restore Syifa's consciousness.

" Waalaikum salam warrahmatullahi wabarakatuh "Syifa replied after being able to master the situation.

" Why is she here "Inner Syifa screamed. Honestly, his chest was throbbing faster than usual. There was a sense that he could not explain was raging there.

" What's up, Sssyifa ?? " The man stuttered every time he spoke.

" Good "Syifa said briefly with a flat face and a cool eye highlight to disguise her nervousness.

The man in front of Syifa scratched his non-itchy nape. He was wrong to see Syifa's reaction.

" Can I come in ?? " His words arrived after seeing Syifa did not intend to let him in.

" Please sit down !! I can't accept the male guest inside. It will be a slander later. I am a widow "Syifa said skeptically. He directed his gaze toward the terrace chair as if beckoning his guest to sit on the terrace alone.

The man was flabbergasted. " You're not a widow. I'm alive, Syifa !! " The man who turned out to be Maliq, Syifa's husband. Zian's Abya.

" Please sit down. It is unethical to receive guests just by standing "Syifa's circus still with a flat face.

Maliq rubbed his face with his palm then sat on the terrace chair.He looked at Syifa's face with a longing feeling that erupted. It felt like he hugged the tiny body tightly and kowtowed apologetically. But, it was impossible for him to do so after seeing the expressionless flat gaze of his little wife.

" What is it necessary to come visit ?? "

" Haa...?? " Maliq gawked at Syifa's question.

" Come to see you. It turns out that you are hiding here "Absolutely answered Maliq while deep in the face of Syifa who refused to look at him.

Syifa chuckled softly. " Why look for us ?? didn't you throw us out ?? " Syifa Sarkas. The sentence was very flat spoken by Syifa, but implied millions of pain there.

" Deg "there was a sense of pain when Syifa heard the word 'you' for her.

" I'm sorry "Sweet Maliq said and bowed his head. There were droplets of clear liquid on the adult man's cheeks.

" Is there still an apology for me, deck ??"

" one word of apology to a man who always put forward these emotions. I'm sorry, deck. Six years I've been looking for you guys like people lose their sanity.I know, I don't deserve your apologies. But I beg you one more chance, deck !! I'm willing to kiss your feet, deck !! "

Maliq's voice shook withstanding his sobbing. He got up from his place and dropped himself on his knees before Syifa. There is no more shame in Maliq. Right now he just wants to get an apology from his wife. He no longer cared about his pride.

Syifa raised her face, unceasingly shifting her legs touched by Maliq.

" What are you doing ?? " sikak Syifa.

" Don't drop your self-esteem just to apologize for mistakes you might rephrase "Skeptical Syifa.

Maliq looked up then shook his head violently. " I'm sorry, deck !! "

" Stand !! I am not your Lord "Syifa's Sent again with a tone of voice that has risen an octave and then stands away from the face of Maliq. He folded his hands hidden behind his cream-colored khimar.

Syifa saw the shadow of her son walking closer to the gate.

" Stand from your place. I don't want to answer my son's question yet. My son will be surprised to see strangers clashing on the floor "Talah Syifa still in a flat tone.

Maliq turned towards the gate. " He's my son too, deck. I'm not a stranger "Silent great-grandson while standing from his place.

" Cih.where was it. Why now come come come acknowledge him as a child ?? Didn't you admit it first ?? " Syifa said in a low voice while glancing at the approaching Zian. He was afraid Zian would hear his debate with Maliq.

" Deck- "

" Sst.don't argue with me. My son has come "Tukas syifa cut off Maliq's speech.

" Askalamaikum !! " The typical voice of a six-year-old boy exclaimed in greeting

" Waalaikum salam warrahmatullahi wabarakatuh "Syifa replied with a faint smile welcoming her son.

Zian approached to salim his mother.

" Eehh...Om Ahdan !! Deserve Zian looking for GOR. Apparently Om again here "Zian was surprised to see the presence of Maliq in his house.She saluted Maliq.

Maliq. " Sorry, son. Om came to see your mother without saying to Zian "Sayar Maliq then hugged the body of a little man who was very similar to her.

" Om Ahdan ?? Oo. turned out to be Kak Maliq who told him so far. I am no stranger to that name. ' Maliq Ahdan ' Syifa looked deeply at the father and son in front of him.

" Don't hug you, Om. Zian is dirty. Zian had just finished training "Refuse Zian when Maliq hugged him.

" It's okay, son "The lyrics of Maliq's voice held back his stuffing that almost escaped. She was sad, having to hear her son call her Om. What do you want to say, there is no way he immediately introduced himself, that he was Zian's father.

" O Umi's friend too ?? " Task Zian innocently.

" Haa friend ?? " Beo Maliq then glanced at Syifa who immediately turned away not wanting to look at Maliq.

" I-yes. Om friend Ummu "Answer Maliq brick.

" Ok.kthen Zian took a shower first huh, Om. Don't go home yet !! Zian still wants to play with Om." Tell Zian to run through the side of the house.

Maliq nodded then raised his thumb. " Ok, son "

" Om Ahdan "Syifa's great-grandson sneered while chuckling at Maliq after Zian had entered the house through the back door.

" Don't give hope to my son, if you come it will only hurt his heart " Syifa said firmly and then looked at Maliq sharply.

" He's my son too, deck. I didn't give her false hope. I just want to get close to him "Tukas Maliq is sad.

" By approaching her stealthily from me ?? "

" You coward !!. Please leave here, before getting me in trouble "Syifa said to expel Maliq.

" I promised you I'd wait for Zian, deck !! " Maliq tried to persuade Syifa.

" Cih.the reason "Syifa grieved and turned her body into the house.

" Deck !! "

" Stop there. Don't try to go inside. Wait for my son there !! " Tell Syifa before entering.

" Thank God, at least you can play with Zian "Bin Maliq and then smile at the back of Syifa who entered the house.

" Come.more fight again Maliq "His murmur is encouraging to himself.