Betting Love Above Destiny
27 The Champion

On a clear night, the moon rose. The wind blew friendly, greeting the virgin who was struggling fretfully.

Zaskia Arifa was riveted. For a while he passed quietly. The various questions just seemed to hit the stone wall, then froze.

The unrest remains unanswered.

Agility, getting closer. Even if he took a breath, the comfort of feeling remained unobtainable. And not fully understand what the cause is.

It all started, ever since her pair of eyes saw Irfan Arafka Wafdan who had just walked out of her house in a hurry, and then left. Since then, a sense of restlessness that he did not understand, dominate the heart, and refused to excuse me.

Zaskia had just found out, if it turns out his brother had come from Darul-Ulum ahead of the Maghrib, with Shaykhona. The two of them immediately called Arafka to the residence of Kyai Fadholi.

The conversation with the handsome young man did not take place in the living room, but in a more private place, and with a considerable time lag. About an hour later, the young man left, having driven a large babysitter to a car that would take him back to the residence in central Al-Hasyimi.

Zaskia who saw all that, was unable to think that it was a normal thing. There must be something of everything. But, what? Zaskia couldn't guess either. And he was also unable to dismiss the curiosity that controlled the feeling. Until the intention arises to ask the ummi, maybe he knows. But the girl felt bad.

Even he also wanted to ask his brother directly, but he did not dare. And not only did he get there, he also had the thought to ask Arafka himself directly. But, what logic is that? Even as unethical. Finally the girl just kept quiet with her own thoughts. And make possibilities in that mind.

And worse, one of the possibilities he made, if Kyai Fadholi with Shaykhona called Arafka, was to ask the handsome young man to propose to Zaskia. But, Ah. The impact on his feelings as a result of these allegations, it is discomfort, not happiness.

Then, what's going on? Why am I so disturbed by it?

Zaskia's mind is raging. Even at the end of the helplessness of the taste, the tears of the girl had already shed. Clear round like shiny crystals, flowing wet her beautiful face. Make a beautiful charm of its own on the beautiful face of a Zaskia Arifa.

I want to look at that charm for longer. However, the unbearable feeling of seeing Zaskia cry, it gave up her will. Therefore, Azmi immediately greeted, within a few steps of where she was standing at the moment.

"Ning Zaskia."

"Ee Mas Azmi." Zaskia was quite shocked, seeing that the handsome creature had been standing not far from her. Azmi watched Zaskia from a distance. When the handsome young man passed by was about to come out of the gate of Al-Badar nature studio.

"It's late, Ning. You'd better just go in" Azmi reminded. He knew very well that Kyai Fadholi's daughter was sitting there. From the time Azmi entered this area about an hour and a half ago, until now.

"Yes, Mas. Accept kasis," said zaskia by lowering his gaze.

"Just pray a lot, Ning. Because none of the sincere prayers of His servant will not be heard" Azmi advised with a sincere heart.

Zaskia flinched with the speech, she immediately glared at the owner of Al Badar's beautiful vocalist voice. Stared at so, Azmi smiled gently. Zaskia nodded briefly and immediately entered the guesthouse. Whatever Azmi said was true. It is useless to be immersed in a mind game that does not find an estuary, because it will only be swept away in suspicion, which is questionable in its truth. It is better to give in, to everything that is beyond our means. For He alone is the All-Knowing of All.

And the word resigned was also obtained by Meidina Shafab in a text message sent by Ra Fattan.

Leave everything to God.

Get your sleep comfortable. Believe that! God will never neglect to protect and protect you.

Meidina who has been able to face the right dozens of times only, face the left, because of the sound who are reluctant to visit, since almost two hours ago. The girl immediately jumped to her seat, and repeated reading the message on her phone.

"Ra Fattan." That name is slowly echoing. Slow and almost unheard.

Just a short message. Which is received in an instant, can be read quickly, but is able to boost the spirit. Meidina's spirit began to settle in place, and was reluctant to budge.

A short message from Ra Fattan, as if to be a powerful driving force that produces very strong power.

Meidina rose from her fatigue, rising from her anxiety. He decided to stop fighting with his own mind. He decided to face everything that would happen today. The last day of the race, which will result in the winner later. He faced it and he lived it for sure. All that spirit is found, from the support of the lover of the heart.

Uh. The author is so envious.

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"How are we going to meet Meidina's mother when I'm kayak gini" Zaskia lamented in the end. Because that stage of honor, where the announcement of the winner of the race will be read from there, is still very far from their current position. The three-Nabila, Davina and Zaskia-looked at each other while sighing.

"Assalamualaik." Suddenly someone greeted them with a greeting.

"Mas Widad?" Nabila was surprised to mix happy, realizing that the ustadz who was also her future husband was there. Davina and Zaskia could only look at each other and smile at each other.

"In that direction," point ustadz widad in one direction. "There is still an empty place" he explained.

"We want to meet with Meidina" Davina said .

"Meidina sat in the row of participants. And yet to be found. But from there, you can see clearly to the podium" said Ustadz Widad, staring at his watch. He looks very rushed, because indeed the young man became one of the organizers in this achievement race. But still took the time to talk to these three girls. It must be because one of them had a future wife, who he had preached a week ago.

And sure enough like what ustadz Widad said, kakau from where they live now, the stage of honor is quite close, and it looks very clear.

Tonight, after Isya' in central Alhasyimi, the event was held to close the achievement competition as well as the announcement of the winner. And followed by the opening of a public lecture that will be held the next day.

Furthermore, after a few jokes they followed the course of the event.

Madina Shafa, 3rd grade student kulliyatul Muallimin.

Madame Shafa ...

Madame Shafa ...

The sound of the announcement was blaring in all directions. Where, there are loudspeakers in each of those directions. Announcement of the general champion of the achievement race which turned out to be achieved by Madina Shafa.

All were stunned by the selection of the ayu girl as the champion. Nabila and his two colleagues also looked at each other, then a second later smiled at each other, and ended up hugging each other. They are happy and happy for Meidina Shafa.

While the owner of his own name, when his name is called as a champion, the girl is still fixated, like not hearing a frenetic voice anything, except the sound of an announcement that mentions his name. But, Meidina remained silent as if in disbelief. Two of his colleagues came forward and guided the girl to the stage of honor, to receive the award.

Meidina Shafa was standing there. On the stage of honor and received the award directly from the sheikhona of Al-Hasyimi's great nanny. Dozens of camera lights were aimed at the champion. Hundreds of praises were also addressed to Meidina Shafa. Even with eyes of admiration, almost everything is focused on the winner.

Zaskia was also busy capturing the historic event with her camera phone. As for Davina, the sweet girl was unceasingly stalling a smile as she stared towards the stage. And in the next second, Davina's netra looked glazed over.

"Ra Fattan, if the current invitation is here. Watching Meidina receive the award and get the title as a champion, the adjunct will definitely feel very happy and proud." Davina said very softly while giving a smile. In his heart, he unceasingly thanked for all the achievements that his friend had achieved tonight.

"May you be happy" continued Davina still in a soft voice. Lirih, because the speech was only intended for himself. However, in fact, Nabila heard it all. Evidently with the girl said the word amen while patting Davina's shoulder.

"Why, Davina? Why are you crying?" Nabila looked closely at Davina's teary face.

"I'm so happy for Meidina. And this, is my sincere prayer for my best friend and my loved ones" Davina said, wiping away tears.

"You mean?" ask Nabila wonder.

"Meidina Shafa and Ra Fattan" Davina said.

"Yes, I get it. What you call that friend is Meidina Shafa. And I'm happy for him too. Then, what do you call 'the one I love', what does that mean Ra Fattan?"

"Eye." Davina's getting stuck. It seems he just realized that he had released his words, to make him stammer.

"I mean, look, yeah ... Ra Fattan was with me since childhood as a playmate. Beside us there is still a kinship. So what I'm talking about, baby, yes, is just that" Davina said.

"Oh that's it." Only so was the response from Nabila while looking fixed on the sweet face of Davina who seemed to avoid her gaze.