
The dark night had gone, alternating with a beautiful and cool morning.
The countryside is so soothing to anyone who sees it.
There is no pollution, no large vehicles passing by, and no long traffic jams on the road like a city.
A very soothing trip Icha heart at that time.
After overnight he and Fajar stayed at the boarding school, he now continued his journey to his main destination.
Visiting Ms. Husna as she had planned a few days ago.
Along the way, Icha told her father a lot about the good family who had helped her a few years ago.
The girl also told her papa where she had fainted and was found by them all the way downstairs by them to the house, without any hesitation about her.
Dawn listened to him with a great sense, if there were no one to help her daughter, she did not know, perhaps she was no longer with him.
And if Allah had not moved their hearts to encourage Ica, perhaps Icha would no longer be with him.
The dawn gives thanks to God so much for the abundance of His gifts and His power in moving the hearts of his servants to help one another.
Fajar also said to his daughter, when he met the young man and his family in person, he would thank them a lot, even he himself will bear the burden of their families if they experience distress.
The girl responded to her father's words with a radiant face full of smiles, even Dawn herself could feel if there was her daughter's deep feelings for the young man. But by the time he asked Icha directly, the girl brushed him off straight away and he did not express his true feelings for Dawn at all.
The car they were riding continued to run until it reached a small alley that only fit passed by one car.
Icha still knows the house, the simple house did not change a few years ago, still in the same state.
The girl got out of her car along with Dawn, she walked while slowly pushing the wheelchair towards the house they were headed to.
"Assalamualaik." Icha said hello while knocking on the door.
The sound of his greeting was heard all the way to the house, then Asma' rushed to open the front door and saw who came in the morning like this.
"Waalaikumsalam." said Asma' while opening the door.
His eyes sparkled and a smile flashed wide from the look on his face, as he saw who had come to be his guest.
Asthma' greeted him with a warm embrace full of longing.
"It's very similar Ma'am Icha" Asma said when hugging Icha.
Dawn looked at the two with a sense of haru. Until then he saw his daughter with the girl who had helped him, they were like family themselves.
"It's my papa."
Asma' gave her respect to the person in the wheelchair.
"Let's go in, sir" said Asma.
They entered the simple house of Asthma.
The sushi was very precise when they came, Mrs Husna and Mr. Ilham were having breakfast together in the kitchen.
Both were warmly welcomed by them.
Ms. Husna immediately hugged the girl just like Asma had.
Mr. Ilham saluted Fajar, as well as allowing them to eat together with a simple breakfast menu.
They also had breakfast with a warm atmosphere.
After finishing breakfast, Mr. Ilham invited Mr. Fajar to talk together in the living room as well as Ms. Husna.
While Asma' and Icha, they went to the backyard of the house, seeing the atmosphere that Icha had long missed.
"Let's see what Ma'am is?"
"With regard to the view of As, if it is still morning like this, the shadow of the mountain is still visible."
Asma' answered him with a smile.
"Someone wants Asthma' to ask the same thing as Ma'am Icha."
"You ask what As?"
"Sit down, Ma'am, let's have a good conversation."
Icha also follow the invitation of Asthma, they sit on a bench under the mango tree.
"You ask me what As is, how serious it seems."
Asma' momentarily lowered her face, then again looked at Icha who was next to her.
"Actually, it has been a long time Asma' wants to ask this the same thing Mbak Icha. But Asthma' is still doubtful. Now Asma' wants to solve Asthma's own curiosity."
"Does Ma'am Icha have the same feelings as Mas Zain?"
The question just came out of Asthma's mouth, to make Icha's heart rustle violently. He doesn't know what to answer.
Is it time for Icha to tell the truth, and she must end a silent love that only torments her own feelings without a certainty.
Icha is getting confused, the girl does not know what to answer with, she is compiling the right word to answer the question from Asthma'. Although the question was raised by his sister, Icha's heart still shook.
"Sir, you are silent, answered honestly. Asthma' needs an honest answer from your own heart and feelings."
The girl did not answer him with any words, just a smile carved from her beautiful face.
"But I'm smiling."
"Did this smile not give the answer As?"
Hearing Icha's words, Asma now understood the meaning of the smile that answered her question earlier.
He could understand why Icha did not answer him with words.
Finally Asthma can breathe a sigh of relief. His curiosity has now been answered already, now he will not make up again if he says that Icha likes his brother, he said, because he had asked directly and got an answer that was in accordance with what he felt.
"There's something you need to know again, if Mas Zain actually also likes the same Ma'am Icha."
Icha again raised her gaze to look at Asma'.
"And Asma' sure, if until now mas Zain also still like the same Ma'am Icha."
"Indeed, Brother Zain said something like that to you?"
"No, no, Ma'am. But Asma' will prove the same Ma'am Icha, if mas Zain still have the same feeling until now."
"Asma', the heart does not belong to a man who will always maintain his feelings for the person he loves. The heart belongs to Allah As, Allah may easily turn over the heart of his servant. Maybe you used to have the same feelings as me. And it's been 3 years, especially now he is in a far country, far away, can we still be sure that she doesn't have feelings for the women there who are much prettier and better. It was easy for God to turn his heart around to like other women. We can't expect more, As."
"If that is the case, Asma' will continue to pray that Zain's heart does not move on to other women. Because Asma' believes that Mas Zain's soul mate is mbak Ica. Asma' wants Mbak Icha who will be Asma's sister-in-law'."
That confession again shook his heart.
"May God grant it."
"Amen."
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Sunshine shines brightly in the Andalusian sky as morning falls towards spring.
Since yesterday's incident in the hospital, until now Zain has not been able to calm his mind, he felt so confused about which one to choose. Now he is trapped in a complicated situation.
"Zainal, if God still allows me to live in this world for a little while, I want to spend the rest of my life with the people I love. You know who that man is, allow me to be your life partner Zainal."
The current request of Maheira that continues to complicate his mind.
He did not know whether to accept or reject it. But if he refused, he always remembered Rayhan's whisper to him.
"His heart condition is still quite weak, so be careful when talking to him, lest you offend him. If he can tell you anything, don't say no. His life is the bet."
Looking at the current state, Zain could not resist it.
But he asked for a moment to think about it and give a proper answer.
Maheira agreed, giving time for Zain to think and discuss with his family in Indonesia.
Seeing this state, Zain immediately remembered his cousin.
Yes, Kafa has also been in a position like himself.
Even then Kafa also did not have time to think long. If only his decision was the same as Kafa's, it meant that he would also lose the girl he coveted.
Then what about Icha, should he experience the same thing a second time?Rayhan's? Is Rayhan going to be the same fate as he was?
Zain asked himself again, does Icha love him too?
If the girl does not have the same feelings as him, maybe being with Maheira is the best decision.
Because I can get away from Icha and forget about it. But if reality does not match his premonition, what should he do.
Will he be able to see the girl lose her love a second time?
Where is the conscience that hurts a woman's feelings?
Zain did not want to continue to torture himself with questions that always disturbed his mind.
He went to the bathroom to worship, and then poured all his complaints and heart contents on the owner of the heart.