The Mission Down To The Heart

Loving is Destiny

...☕This story is a mere fiction. Sorry if there is a similarity in the names of the characters and the scene. Please be wise in reading, impregnated word for word, so that the purpose reaches the heart of the reader☕...

Dawn replaced the silence of the night with the noise of birds chirping. As always, Ericko always takes a shower before the dawn. He worked on two raka'at before dawn first. As Adzan reverberated, someone knocked on the door of his room. He opened it immediately.

David was standing at the door of his room, scratching his nape. Dilan, who usually still sleeps, is now seen wearing a sarong while walking towards Erick's room.

"I want to come .. pray," said David quietly and calmly.

Ericko pulled both corners of her lips, "It's ablution?"

David shook his head, "I forgot his intention, please teach."

Erick nodded then the two headed for the bathroom. Erick recites the intention of ablution and is followed by David. Afterwards Dilan lent her scabbard to David and gave the prayer mat. They prayed in the living room which was quite spacious for the three of them.

Erick became a priest for both of his friends. David, who had forgotten all the prayers, just followed the movements of Erick and Dilan. He doesn't know what to read. He's still studying the book Erick gave him.

Finished the two raka'at they agreed to light exercise inside the basecamp. Then Dilan got the task to cook breakfast. Erick was sitting in the living room and was still trying to contact Fennita. It turned out to be the same, his call being ignored.

David sat next to her and gave her a note. Erick accepted it and read it. All about Zamroni Malik, complete like a biography book.

"Capture the heart of Zamroni by mastering his hobby. Show me you're better than Dion. Never argue with anything he tells you. He was eleven twelve like Alex Sanjaya. It would be easier to take Zamroni's heart than Alex." David was about to stand up leaving Erick.

"Thank you, Bro."

"Either. If you're out, please buy me an underwear and something I can read."

Erick nodded, "Okay, need anything else?"

"No, thanks!"

Dilan finished cooking the fried rice, then served it at the table. David immediately approached the food that had been served. Dilan took food for Erick and handed it to his best friend.

"That morning the face of the bete was very, very!" exclamation Dilan.

"Fenni's mad at me!"

"Lo what are other girls?"

"The night I anterin he came home, he was jealous because I had a little talk about Kalena. He knows who, huh? Lo must be, right? Well, I can't stand him in the brakes, I snapped while talking about the point that we were just pretending, and I forbid him not to fall in love with me."

Dilan directly touched his friend's forehead. "But lo konslet? Can you say that? Fuck up! Marriage is fate, Rick. Loving is destiny. Who you plan to marry, but you can't plan who you fall in love with! If Fenni can choose, he does not want his love destiny like this. Gemes me, ah!"

Erick touched Dilan's forehead with his palm. Not warm, but the sentence Dilan just thrown is not typical Dilan.

"Lo is given a pellet is the same Intan to be able to speak poetic fluently?" ask Erick.

David coughed for what reason. They just turned their heads and let it go without wanting to know why David was choking.

"Help dong, Lan. From last night I contacted him not appointed as well, even though today I met the same bokapnya."

Dilan raised his hand, he did not want to help Ericko. Makes Ericko even more upset. He had to figure out a way for Fennita to forgive him. He should be able to melt Fennita's heart back.

After finishing breakfast, he immediately gas-fired leaving the basecamp towards Fennita's house. He really regretted saying it. He began to absorb the words of Dilan, love is a destiny. He will not be able to choose whom he will make his choice to.

He was already at the gate of Fennita's house. There was a different atmosphere than usual, now Fennita's house was guarded by several people. A kind of bodyguard, dressed all in black with a very strong look. Ericko should be able to meet Fennita, however.

He observes the situation, thinking about how to get inside Fennita's house without having to show his identity. Luck is always on his side. A familiar figure was walking out of the gate of his house. Erick got out of the car and greeted him.

"Assalamualaikum, Tan." Ericko greeted Isnaeni who passed through his car.

Isnaeni turned her head and smiled, "Eh, hail waalaikum. Erick's? This morning, Fenni hasn't woken up yet."

Ericko nodded with a disappointed face, "Tante where are you going?"

"You shop at the greengrocer. At the gates of the complex."

"Far off, Tan. Come on, Erick just drive the car." Erick opened the door to the left of the car.

Isnaeni smiled and got into Ericko's car. They talk like a child and a mother. Erick patiently waited for Isnaeni to finish shopping.

"I'm sorry, Rick. Old aunt bought it. Let's wake up Fenni" Isnaeni said as he finished putting the groceries in the kitchen.

A golden opportunity for Ericko to observe parts of the Zamroni house. One main room, one Fennita room, and one room called Isnaeni as the Zamroni workspace. He circulated his eyes all over the direction, looking for cctv that might be attached there.

Ericko immediately closed her eyes and turned around. Confusing Isnaeni, Fennita shut the door.

"Take him to papah's study, Mah! Fenni change clothes first. Afraid of someone!" fenni shouted from inside his room.

Isnaeni chuckled, she did not expect that in this modern era there were still young people who kept their eyes. Isnaeni tells Erick to wait for Fenni inside the Zamroni's study.

Fenni had changed clothes, now she was wearing a nightgown suit with long sleeves and long pants.

"Shirt in a nightgown?" ask Isnaeni.

"Fenni doesn't have a shirt that covers aurat!"

"Yes, Mamah make a drink and a snack first. There's temenin!"

Fennita nodded and immediately walked into his papa's study. Erick smiled at him. Fenni chose to sit in front of Erick, she crossed her arms and threw away her gaze. Still hurt by Ericko's words.

"Assalamualaikum," said Erick.

The opening greeting will definitely get a reply from Fennita. Erick always knew how to build communication.

"Waalaikum salam." Fennita answered him flatly.

"I want to apologize to you" Ericko said with a face full of regret.

Fennita nodded, now even Ericko was confused.

Is it really forgiven?

That easy?

"As simple as that?"

Fennita nodded.

"We'll meet with you later, right?"

Fennita nodded back.

"Fen, can be answered using the word no? Don't just shut up like that. You are not sincere sorry!"

Erick sighed in order to control his emotions, "Try telling me about your papah, Fen."

"Ask the same bi Mar, Mas. Your business is done, right? We'll meet at the restaurant."

Fennita moved from her seat, "Oh yes, you are calm, I have thrown away my love for you. This time I will do the role without involving feelings. See you later, Mas."

Fennita left the room, and this time Ericko felt very sorry for what he said. He really hurt Fennita. Until the attitude shown by Fennita is cold and uncaring.

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Blais, Rick! Fenni is going to take a long time, right?

New Othor get SKD results. Sick look at the results, astaghfirullah ..., want to cry but really embarrassed by the child. Yawes, be grateful. God knows what the othor needs, not what the othor wants.

Morning spirit, man!