Trust & Love

Trust & Love (001)

*The story of two human beings who were united because of a trust.

The girl named Naysila, initially hated her marriage to a man named Zulfikar, because for her their marriage was a compulsion that they had to end immediately. He does not love Zulfikar, and vice versa.

Zulfikar, as a man who was very firm in his religion, always tried to maintain their sacred bond even though Naysila continued to disappoint his efforts and although in his heart honestly there was another woman whom he loved very much.

But who would have thought?

Because of the sincerity of a Zulfikar, Naysila finally melted and began to accept their marriage.

Their marriage trials did not finish there, both households were always hit by problems.

Starting from the presence of a figure who wants revenge, until the presence of past love Naysila and Zulfikar that makes shaky feelings of each.

Will Zulfikar and Naysila's love survive*?

***

The story of their meeting begins.

Marriage is a wait that is desired by every human being especially for women, because marriage is a hope and a dream that is very much awaited in time.

Not with NAYSILA PRINCESS.

Women born in 1995 is still not able to open the heart to men. Let alone to get married, seeing men only he was lazy first. I don't know what is the reason he is no longer interested in men, but in the past when he was in school and college, he often had to change his girlfriend until his family was worried about the relationship of the youngest child.

"Nay, marriage is the sunnah of the apostle, however one day you must surely carry it out." Hamidah poured rice on Aisyah's plate and then Naysila's plate alternately. This routine habit they used to do every time they ate together.

"It's just sunnah, ma'am. Not compulsory, right? so it's not a sin to donk if Nay doesn't do it." Naysila.

"Astagfirullah, Nay. Be careful when you talk!" Aisyah stroked her chest, "although it is not an obligation but getting married is a must. You think you will continue to be young?..who will take care of you when you are old? pray for you when you are gone, if not your children ... Then you think a child is born with just a sneeze?" Aisyah continued, she was a little bummed to talk, but believed she was very affectionate towards the family.

"Nay can pick up children in an orphanage. Easy right?" Naysila returned and put a spoonful of rice into her mouth.

"Capek if you talk to a stubborn child." Aisyah snorted annoyedly. How many times this has happened. Naysila remains Naysila. He's stubborn.

"It's been, son. Let your sister think about it. He just needs time." Hamidah the mother tried to mediate.

"Mom, but she's 25. Children his age in the village was momong all children, "strictly Aisyah, "even his classmates were married on average. Aisha's just worried, Mom."

"Don't let go, brother. My friends in the city have not been in the marriage of his parents mediocre. Even there are older than me they are still relaxed," replied Naysila in an annoyed tone, "it is difficult if the thinking of the village mah, he said, at the age of 25 years already in the virgin parents, it is not practice, continued Naysila after that he downed water in a glass to the toilet, "iat noh in Korea marriage age women average 29 years."

"Astagfirullah, PRINCESS NAYSILA! watch your words!" Aisyah snapped, "most watch Korean movies, so her brain has been doctrinated as all korea." Aisyah started to growl. He even stared at the coolest of his flowers.

"Udaub... Nay gets full all of a sudden." Naysila put the spoon and fork together, "dizziness every day that is discussed continues, Nay wants to go see Hanifah assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salam." replied Hamidah and Aisyah simultaneously while shaking their heads, seeing Naysila leave the house early in the morning.

"Huft, how's this, ma'am?" Aisha once again let out a long breath.

"Leave it first! he needs time." Hamidah's answer was always short but soothing.

Yes, Naysila does take time. It takes time to forget all the memories of his past.

***

"Assalamu'alaikum." a middle-aged man who was a campus janitor entered the room of a handsome young lecturer named Zulfikar Wiratama.

"Wa'alaikum greetings sir, how can I help you?" A lecturer mentioned in the above paragraph.

"Oh this is Lecturer. There is a flower bucket from students of the Faculty of Engineering .. he said to Mr." Sugi, the office boy gave a bouquet of flowers with writing

'Hopefully have your day please Padosgan'

"Oh. Who is it, sir, his name?" Ask Zulfikar wonder.

"I don't know much, sir. I'm still new" Sugi replied innocently, "just she's just beautiful white and there's her wings, anyway top markotop dah." Sugi described the flower-giver woman with fighting spirit 45.

"Wahh Father can. Yaudah if you meet later say thank you sir! I received the flowers." Zulfikar grabbed the flower and stared fixedly wondering who the flower-giver woman was.

"Good, Sir. If you'll excuse me first." Say Sugi politely while bowing his head.

"Yes please!" Answer Zulfikar.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Say Sugi then out of the Lecturer's room.

"Widihhhhh, different from the attention of the student to the lecturer handsome mah." Andre, Zulfikar's best friend, elbowed Zulfikar's shoulder, who was still looking at the flower bucket curiously.

"What the hell, Ndre? just ordinary."

"No Zul, as long as I teach at this campus, I have heard the story of the student giving flowers to the Lecturer. Moreover, you almost every day dapet delivery from different people, too," explained Andre, "oath yes, I envy you." Andre scowled at the bucket Zulfikar was holding and smelled its fragrant scent. What a beautiful and fragrant flower, he thought.

"What's the first thing about Ndre? there-there's a you." Zulfikar turned to his original seat and began typing a few letters on his keyboard.

"Oiya Zul, by the way what is the Sunday event tomorrow?"

"Alhamdulillah, it's fine just execution."

"Whose lecturer?" Ask Andre.

"Ust. Hanan Attaki."

"Wihhhhhhh, this cool. Must come really this mah and certainly will be a very rame guys." Andre cheered.

"Amiii." Zulfikar.

"Whose part of the show?" Ask Andre.

"The same as arifin."

"Keep for field problems who's messing?"

"Yes you are the same Farhan."

"Gue mulu feelings. I was once part of the consumption. I can eat all the food in the corner" said Andre, "oiya by the way who's consumption?"

"It's mulu lu, so join the meeting, so the committee ko only appears on H doang's day."

"Yeee is aja sewot. I usually go too. Yesterday I nemenin bebeb Nina used to shopping, can mosquito him if he will not be in follow."

Zulfikar just slacking off.

"Ehh who's the bro the consumer part?" Andre again asked "gue would like to tell you a good catering place but really cheap and it could be an option for lunch pilgrims later."

Zulfikar immediately stopped his typing activity and took a long breath. Andre who saw the behavior of his friend was waiting for the answer that came out of Zulfikar's mouth.

"Nurul." Answer Zulfikar with his flat.

Hearing Nurul Andre's words immediately covered her mouth with one hand. "Upss .. sori bro, I don't mean."

Zulfikar picked up a textbook and a marker that was next to his laptop "Jaudah, I go first huh. There's a class." Zulfikar stood up from his chair and left Andre in his guilt.

Actually Andre did not mean to make the mood of Zulfikar that morning was destroyed because he had to remember the name of the woman who is currently still in the heart of zulfikar 'Nurul Azizah'

*Nurul Azizah is a beautiful woman prima donna village, because in addition to beautiful she is also smart and sholehah, it is not wrong if Zulfikar save the taste of the girl since they sit in High School.

Nurul himself learned of Zulfikar's feelings towards him from his friend Nina, how not? every study Zulfikar took place often stealing the view on Nurul.

But because Nurul is the daughter of a kyayi who is a teacher of Zulfikar, so he did not dare to declare his love to Nurul. Afraid of hurting Mr. Kyayi's feelings, especially Mr. Kyayi strongly opposed to the word 'dating' so Zulfikar chose to delay until the time came, he promised that he would propose to Nurul if he had graduated from his engineering degree.

Time goes on with time. Zulfikar had to swallow his disappointment. All his hopes and dreams were dashed when Pak Kyayi announced that he would marry his youngest daughter Nurul to a man of his choice.

Nurul's prospective husband is none other than the son of Pak Kyai's own friend, his name is Luthfi Hasan.

Lutfi is a graduate of Islamic Religious education who is currently working in the Department of Religion. And his father Luthfi is the owner of Pondok Pesantren.

Nurul who at that time had not completed his education in the field of Literature and Language finally received the matchmaking with a chest of air, because he is a child who is very obedient to his parents so whatever is ordered he will certainly obey.

Nurul and Luthfi finally get married, and Zulfikar ... Don't ask the circumstances at that time, he did not even attend the wedding of Nurul and Luthfi, he chose to go to the top of Mount Pangrango with his faculty friends.

Kasian is indeed , but how else, if not a soul mate would how?

Has not God decided since we are conceived who will be our soul mate? Then why should we not accept ? at that time, we had agreed and signed a contract with God regarding the matters of soul mate, sustenance, and even death.

Being sincere and confident is all we have to do. Perhaps God is preparing the best among the good according to his servant, for what is good according to his servant is not necessarily good in the eyes of God.

Believe that! God's screenplay is much more beautiful and more structured than even the best director screenplay in the world.

We just have to live it sincerely and fully trust*.