Betting Love Above Destiny
22 Loving Unconditional Is Nobler

For some humor, Zaskia still looks silent. Too loud a word attack that he received from Farah, because it has revealed a secret in front of the owner.

"Farah, don't be so rude." Nabila warned Farah. Because Farah's manner of speaking and attitude look so arrogant for the size of a santri. Moreover, Zaskia was the daughter of Kyai Fadholi, the nanny of the Alhasyimi branch, where Farah served as a santri.

In Farah's case we may be able to learn that when a person is overcome by anger, he tends not to heed the signs and restrictions that exist.

"Mbak Nabila don't interfere! This is just between me and Ning Zaskia," Farah refused. On the warning of Nabila.

"Indeed right. But everything can be discussed well. Don't be so rude. Ning Zaskia was not wrong either." Azmi answers Farah's words and gives her defense to Zaskia.

"Why is it not wrong?" ask Farah. Because according to the girl, Zaskia had taken the footage from her phone without her permission. Obviously it was a mistake.

"Ning Zaskia did it that way because he wanted to save Deck Rafka from slander. Is that wrong?"

"Yes, it's true Azmi, but that's if ning Zaskia does it with a sincere intention. Not because there is a personal interest in it," said Farah still with fiery eyes.

"I'm sincere" said Zaskia in a trembling voice. Because there was already a single clear point rolling on her beautiful face. "Yes, I admit. If I really like Rafka. But so far I have tried to keep my feelings until God approves. What I did was just to help Rafka, not to look for opportunities to get his heart. Because I know, Rafka's not an easy person to touch. He will not give love just because of gratitude," continued Zaskia again, although not all of his sentences were spoken with a firm voice, there were even times when the voice drowned. For he seeks to build firmness upon his turbulent soul.

Nabila rubbed gently on Zaskia's shoulder to give her strength. While Farah was overcome by anger, she could no longer see the truth in the words of Zaskia Arifa.

"Goddess ..." The girl was still clueless, and it seemed like she also still had a stock of more harsh words to say. But, uh,

"That's enough, Farah. You're too rude." The words came from Irfan Arafka Wafdan. The young man who became the object of conversation, who in a while only chose silence, now appeared to mediate. And his firm speech, immediately made Farah feel cornered.

"Mas Rafka defended him?"

"I'm not defending anyone, Farah. I feel very grateful to you both. I thank Ning Zaskia for helping me get proof, so that I am free from all charges. And I'm so grateful to you for recording all the events of that night, so that the footage could be proof. It's just, I don't agree with your way, Farah."

"Whatever we do, Mom. All based on the same feeling. That is love for you. Mas Rafka should be able to appreciate that," demanded Farah.

"If all this is based on love as you say, then I appreciate the feeling of Ning Zaskia who can love unconditionally. It was more mulya, I think" Arafka said firmly.

Arafka's words made Azmi secretly sigh. While Nabila and Nizam look at each other, and smile at each other happily. Ning zaskia herself directly lowered her head in, feeling a cool breeze blowing to the bottom of her soul, and creating a sense of peace. It sounded so beautiful that the sentence from Arafka was felt.

And Farah? The girl was silent. Arafka's words just now were like a hard slap that had soaked her with such intense pain.

"Oh yes, Mas Rafka. I see," he said not accept. His voice shook, his pair of eyes glazed over. There was no more rude attitude that he showed from the beginning. All of his arrogance was also dated after hearing Arafka's remark. It turned out that only that handsome young man could dull Farah's rudeness.

It is true that the one who can hurt us the most is the one we love. This is more or less what Farah feels about Arafka today.

"Assalamualaik."

The silence that had engulfed them was all solved by the sound of greeting. It turned out to have been present someone in the middle of them who was not aware of his arrival. A clean-faced santri youth, wearing a sarong and cocoa cloth that were both white.

"Ustadz Rahman?" Everyone was surprised by the arrival of Ustadz Rahman. He is an ustadz of Sayikhona belief. He always accompanied wherever Sayikhona went, in terms of pesantren affairs. Then it can be ascertained where there is ustadz Rahman, surely he brought a message from a big nanny.

"Sheikhona?" Not only Arafka, all became surprised when Ustadz Rahman called Al-Hasyimi's great nanny.

"Yes, he's there, "pointing Rahman out the gate. Now they are even more shocked when they look in the direction pointed by Rahman with his thumb. An indicator signal with high courtesy.

On the road in front of the wide open natural studio gate there is a Club Car or often known as a golf car or Golf Cart. This type of car is commonly used on golf courses. Or commonly used by important people to circle an area. Likewise with the great nanny Alhasyimi, he also often uses this Golf Cart to circle the pesantren location from the center to the branch which has an area of up to hectares.

Seeing a majestic figure wearing white clothes in the car, Arafka not only rushed over, the handsome young man even ran, because he did not want to make Sayikhona too long waiting.

Seeing that Shaykhona was there, Zaskia's face immediately looked pale. Azmi and Nizam looked at each other tensely. Moreover, Farah, the girl's feelings began to go numb. They were all equally worried, as it was certain that the big nanny of Alhasyimi knew their little commotion just now. I don't know what he'll decide on this. Moreover, he now called Arafka, and looked still talking to his beloved santri, before then carrying the handsome young man away with the Golf Cart.

"You go. You shouldn't be here" Azmi told Farah. The girl immediately ran out of the gate.

Zaskia turned to Nabila with an anxious look. "God willing, nothing will happen, Ning," said Nabila trying to encourage Zaskia who was very visible if she was worried. That Shaykhona will rebuke his guilt through Kyai Fadholi-his ashes.

"Amin" said the girl.

"Let's go to the hall, Ning," asked Nabila. Zaskia nodded. No more spirit that had been seen to glow.

"Ning Zaskia." Azmi held back the steps of the girl who had been swayed beside Nabila. "May your feelings for Dik Rafka, God's blessing" said the handsome young man with a sincere smile.

"Amiin, Mas Azmi, sa-me .." zaskia became nervous because of the young man's speech.

"Love is beautiful, and the way you love, the more you heed the love itself. No need to be ashamed, just because your feelings of love are known. Hopefully with that, there will be more and more people praying for Ning Zaskia," the young man said again, still accompanied by a sincere smile.

"Thank you, Azmi."

And after getting a nod from the owner of the name, Zaskia and Nabila immediately left. After the death of the two, Azmi can be seen sighing.

"Why?" Ask Nizam.

"It feels relieved after saying all this," Azmi said with a smile looking at Zaskia's departure.

"As if there was something," Nizam raised his eyebrows, like someone who was making a remarkable discovery.

Azmi just smiled.

"Why just be harbored?"

"There are times when the taste is expressed, there are times, just to be harbored. And there are times when it is also brought in a form of petition to God" Azmi wrote.

"And which part of it are you, Azmi?"

"In the part I didn't mention. Namely Diikhlaskan only," break up Azmi while immediately swinging a step. Nizam soon followed him.