The Wasted Bride

The Bond of Destiny

"So we deal with this partnership?"

"Yes, this is also to bribe prospective daughters-in-law. Is that really Amma?"

"Abba!"

"Loh, isn't it?"

Ustadz Zahid was seen blinking one eye making the wife giggle amused.

"Already, already. Abba don't tease Mehmet, later he even more kebelet want to propose to Naina's friend."

"Amma why follow-up teases me!"

Mehmet's face was completely flushed to the ears.

"Haha yes brother, so quickly lamar Ar..."

"Silence Naina!"

Mehmet throws Naina with a sofa cushion, so embarrassed that he continues to be teased by his family.

If you ask where Aldair is, of course he's there too. Gathered with the Ghifari family in the living room, after discussing their cooperation.

Actually Aldair wants to excuse me from there because it's not comfortable. Although the family did not mind his presence there, but not with him, because after all he was still a stranger.

"Oh yes Nay. How's your friend doing now, is he cured?"

Naina raised her next to her eyebrows.

Ah, brother must be ashamed of being teased earlier, so can't call Arwaa hihi

"It looks like he hasn't recovered properly, but it's been better. MY FRIEND will also attend a study at Toronto's Jami Mosque tomorrow" Naina said, urging her friend to make Mehmet tick at her.

While both of their parents chuckled amusedly, seeing his eldest son misbehaving.

"I'm sorry son Aldair, this is how they always prank each other if they were close, but miss each other if far apart," explained Ustadz Zahid.

Aldair smiled hearing that.

"It's okay sir. I understand because I also have 2 brothers."

To be honest, Aldair longed for the company of his brothers. But after what happened between them, is it possible for him to be able to joke again, sit down, and spend time on weekends together.

"Oh yeah Al, tomorrow there's a regular study at Toronto's Jami Mosque, are you coming?" Ask Mehmet.

"Who knows to meet your love there" he continued, whispering a little.

"InshaAllah" said Aldair, smiling.

***

As always, regular studies at the Toronto Jami Mosque are always followed by many worshippers. In addition to adding insight into religious science, also for the event of civilization.

"Arawaa, are you okay?"

Sean looked worriedly at his cousin.

Almost 2 weeks after Arwaa fell ill, even now with her condition still not fully recovered, Arwaa forced Sean to take her to Toronto's Jami Mosque to attend a weekly study held there.

"Don't worry Sean, I'm really fine."

"You're stubborn Arwaa. Haa... Never mind, then I'll join this show."

"Hm... You sure?"

"It's okay, right? I'm curious about your religion too."

Arwaa smiled at her cousin's words.

"All right, come on then."

Arwaa and Sean walk towards the mosque.

"Oh yes because the place where the man and woman are separated so you enter through the right door huh."

"separated? Why?"

"It's not good to mix, because it's not the mahram," Arwaa smiled at Sean's confused look.

"If I was curious that I would introduce you to Ustadz Zahid, he could explain it to you plainly. Come on, Sean, I'm through here" Arwaa led Sean before he walked to the next door.

***

"Marriage is a sacred bond between a man and a woman. With us holding the hand of the father of the woman whom we shall make wives, and acting in front of witnesses, from then on you, men are responsible for your wives,"

"Even for wives, when married, your husband is the way to His heaven. But that doesn't mean that when the wife's heaven is on the husband's ridha, and the husband's heaven remains on the mother, then the husbands can care for your wives,"

"Remember what the Prophet Shalallahu Alayhi Wasallam said in the Hadith of Tirmidhi's History that the most perfect believer is the best of his faith, and best of all you are the kindest man to his wife,"

"So it is clear here, although the husband's paradise remains with his mother, but the husband will never go to heaven if his life does not glorify his wife, especially happy."

***

Aldair's heart was pinched at the explanation of the marriage by Ustadz Zahid. He was pensive, scraping back the moments he lived with his wife.

Aldair remembered, though he was no longer indifferent when he was with Arwaa. But clearly there was sadness in his wife's eyes at the time.

"Al!"

The pat on the shoulder made Aldair turn to the man next to him.

"Yes?"

Mehmet frowned then shook his head with a smile.

"Let's get out, the study's done."

Aldair gawked at hearing that.

Ah, he really fell in a daydream of regret to the wife, to make himself unconscious if the study was over.

"Oh, we're not going back right away. Naina's friends used to bring bread and pastries to be distributed to pilgrims, we help share first. Is that okay?"

Aldair simply smiled and nodded in response to Mehmet's remark. Who knows if he could meet his wife here.

***

Mehmet and Aldair stepped towards the minimalist stands in the courtyard of the Mosque. There are some people who distribute various kinds of food for free.

Mehmet also saw a man known to be Arwaa's cousin handing out bread and cookies from Aunt Claire's store, while his sister was sitting in a chair provided there. But he didn't see the woman he had wanted to meet.

"Assalamualaikum Nai" Mehmet's greeting.

Naina smiled amusedly looking at her brother who was looking for something.

Aldair flicked his shoulder as Naina looked at him. She thought Naina was asking why her sister was like that.

"Hehehe," Naina chuckled making her sister look strangely at him.

"What's wrong with you? Oh and why Sean's here, where's Ar..."

"My friend is at our house, brother. She suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous, so Amma took her home. I'm here waiting for you because I know you're gonna be looking for my friend."

In contrast to Naina who looks a little teasing her brother. Mehmet's expression looked very surprised and panicked when he heard from his sister.

"Sister will go home and see..."

"No! No! No! No!"

Naina immediately held her brother's hand which was about to leave.

"Sister and Mr. Aldair stay here and help Sean hand out the bread. I'll go home and look after my future brother-in-law at home. You can look at it when it's done!"

Naina patted her brother on the shoulder and nodded with a smile on Aldair, feeling bad for having asked him to hand out bread and cookies.

While Mehmet, he stared in disbelief at his sister who was getting away from the sight of his eyes.

"Sorry about my sister."

Mehmet scratched his nape feeling bad for Aldair.

"It's okay. I'm happy if I can help" Aldair smiled.

"Yes already. Come on!"

They also help Sean after a brief introduction between Sean and Aldair.

***

"It's drinking the warm water first."

Arwaa smiled and smirked the glass given by a middle-aged woman who still looks beautiful when she was no longer young.

"Jazakillah kairan and sorry to trouble Amma," said Arwaa sincerely.

Amma stroked the head of Arwaa covered with hijab, making Arwaa close her eyes for a moment, enjoying the softness of a mother's hand.

Haa... He misses his mother and father.

"Aamiinu. You also don't need to apologize because you're like Amma's own daughter."

Arwaa nodded and took a sip of warm water making her body feel better.

"What pain do you have, son? Naina said you've been like this for almost 2 weeks."

"Aulcer and anemia only Amma. My fault is actually, the weather here is cold so it makes me like to eat spicy food hehe."

Amma shook her head.

"Mh... Mm... Mm... You can't be like that next time. If indeed your body is not accustomed to the weather here, warm it by drinking ginger drinks, InshaAllah it will be better than consuming spicy foods. Especially if it gets like this, the fall will be mendzolimi himself dear."

Arwaa smiled at Amma's reprimand.

"Yes Amma, InshaAllah will never be like this again."

"Assalamu'alaikum Amma, Arwaa."

Naina appears from behind the door stepping towards the bed, where Arwaa is lying.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" answered Arwaa and Amma.

Naina took her mother's hand and kissed her, before sitting next to Arwaa, and smiling.

"Why?" Tanya Arwaa felt strange about her friend's behavior.

"Know not, Mehmet almost wanted to come straight here when he heard the news about my friend," Naina's tease made Amma chuckle while Arwaa smiled a little.

"How's the bread and cake? Tanya Arwaa switched the conversation.

It is clear that Arwaa is uncomfortable when Naina's family always betroth her to Mehmet.

No, not because he didn't like his friend's sister. Who wouldn't fall for a guy like Mehmet. A good man, full of responsibility, loves his family, and is also sholeh.

Astaghfirullah al - adzim...

Somehow Arwaa beristighfar remove feelings that should not exist. However, her status is unclear because she does not know whether her husband, who is far away in her beloved country, has divorced her or not.

Actually Arwaa herself always wanted to ask about this to the husband's family just never happened because of the sudden feeling of doubt filled the recesses of her heart.

"Oh Amma down first yes, want to prepare food for Abba, and others. Naina, you have Arwaa here."

"Yes Amma,"

Naina nodded before refocusing herself on Arwaa when Amma was out.

"Why?" Arwaa asked nervously because of her friend.

"Arwaa you don't like my sister huh?"

"Ee... uh, why do you talk that way?"

"Just feel. After you always divert the conversation every time you talk about Mehmet. Besides, it seems like you are also aware of my brother's feelings for you, right."

Arwaa sighed then smiled wryly.

"I'm sorry if I let your family down. But my current state does not allow me to think about other men's feelings."

"What do you mean Arwaa?"

"I've been mussing..."

"She is married!"

Arwaa's body stiffened hearing the familiar baritone voice for her.

Slowly he turned to the door and found the figure of the man who had always been shadowing him.

"Mas Genta..."

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