Betting Love Above Destiny
61 Is Not About What Can Be Gained But What Can Be Done

Meidina still could not breathe a sigh of relief, could not restore her soul and feelings in good condition, after hearing a short speech from Ra Fattan just to her, all of a sudden, at least Davina went back into the room by herself, and went straight to her, like something was left in this nursery.

"Sir, auntie forgot, there is one important thing that aunt wants to talk to you about" he said immediately.

"What's up, Bi?"

"Look, Nduk. Kyai Muhajir's family plans to formalize Davina's engagement to Ra Fattan."

Meidina Shafa seemed to sigh at it, and her gaze turned sad, a withered flower tub drooping down from its stalk. Nabila could only look down at all that.

"Our family has agreed, Nduk. The plan will be held next week, two days after your wedding, but, when my aunt told Davina, she didn't say she agreed, nor did she refuse. He just kept quiet. Aunty asks you for help, ask her, what exactly does she want. If you're the one, she'll answer." Davina looked expectantly at her daughter's best friend.

At first Meidina felt very heavy to answer immediately, not because she did not want to help, but because she realized talking to Davina about it, it was not as simple as what Hj Mutmainnah asked. Meidina knew why Davina was silent when asked about the engagement. And here, Meidina did not need to ask what exactly her best friend wanted. Meidina is the key to everything. That's why he couldn't answer it right away.

"Yes, my aunt will talk to him."

"Thank you, son. Thank you very much. Then auntie's home first." Because so happy, uminya Davina to kiss the forehead of her daughter's best friend. He then immediately went out to continue the delayed journey.

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"Are you okay?" ask Nabila, and like the first question, this time Meidina also did not give an answer. Don't answer, just respond, no. The ayu girl remained silent in the leaning position as before, while her mind, heart and soul were wandering. Maybe he was walking along the dream building that was once knitted with Ra Fattan, which has now been destroyed, and only leaves rubble scattered.

Clear point falls rolling, welcome ceaselessly, as if his eyelids are a container of rainwater that is now no longer able to accommodate, he said, until the fall of divorce crossed both halves of his cheeks that still look pale.

"Meidina."

Back Nabila tried his luck to attract the girl to a state of perfect consciousness. However looking at the depths of the wounded soul, to the extent of being cut off from the surrounding people, as Meidina did at the moment, was not the place. In addition, it will be an obstacle to the recovery of his health, also at this time there is a heart that must be maintained.

But Meidina was gone. Go alone with lara in your heart. Too terrible apparently, the news brought by the uminya Davina. News of Kanza Davina's engagement to the young man she hopes will be her halal lover. Until now he has spoken a thousand languages. Even ignore anything.

Nabila turned to Ustadz Widad who seemed to shake his head, gesturing for the girl not to disturb Meidina first. And Nabila turned to signal Arafka who was seen watching Meidina Shafa

scrupulously. Sofwil Widad and Ustadz Fadil looked at each other, for a moment they did not know what to do.

But it was precisely Arafka who soon woke up from the inertia that had conjured the atmosphere into silence that immediately said, "We pray Maghrib together, Mas."

"Eye." Widad was still momentarily stunned, and could not immediately answer. "Yes, come on," he answered, having missed a few jokes.

"Dik, take care of Meidina first yes," said the handsome Ustadz again to Nabila.

"It's okay, but Nabila also prayed together" said Arafka.

"Then, who accompanied Meidina, Dek?"

"So she needs her own right now." The handsome young man immediately rose from his seat.

"What if something happens to her?" Nabila continued, on his face was indeed drawn a worry.

"God, will definitely take care of him" said Rafka steady. And the handsome young man immediately preceded the others out of the room. Nabila still had time to look at Ustad Widad asking for approval. It looks like her future husband is nodding. He agrees with Rafka's opinion, that Meidina Shafa currently still needs to be alone. So they all came out of the ward together, to fulfill the Maghrib prayer call in congregation.

At the hospital's musholla, almost an hour later. Nabila, ustad Widad and ustadz Fadil have finished eating together, from the menu is quite special ordered by Rafka for all of them, after the Maghrib prayer. But Arafka himself did not eat, he chose to sleep alone in the musholla on the grounds of being very tired. And when the three returned to the musholla, he saw that the young man was still lying in his original position.

"Dek Rafka is sleeping?" ask Fadil slowly.

"Wouldn't we go back to the nursery. It's been a while since we left Meidina alone" suggested Fadil. And in this case he also represents Widad and Nabila.

"He's asleep now, Mas" Rafka said with a definite answer.

"Dek Rafka's been to see him?" ask Nabila.

Arafka shook her head briefly.

"So where can smean be sure, if he is now asleep?" continue the girl.

Arafka grabbed the advanced iPhone lying next to her, picked an app, and then showed it to Nabila and the others.

On the screen of the sophisticated phone, clearly visible Mdidina Shafa who remains lying leaning on the head of the elevated hospital bed. His body seemed calm, his pair of eyes closed. No more tears on his face. Seen by his regular breathing, occasionally he made a tilted movement to the right, then the body calmed down again.

"So it's true that Rafka's deck installed a camera in that room?" asked Nabila with a jump, after what she saw just now.

Rafka just smiled. At least, the picture of Meidina sleeping on her phone, is the answer to Nabila's question.

"Sorry, Dek, if I may know, why did Deck Rafka make a personal monitor like this?" ask ustadz Fadil slowly, after he came to an understanding.

"Because I won't be able to keep him for twenty-four hours. As for me who decided to take care of him here" said Rafka.

"So, this is all for Meidina?"

The answer to Widad's question is clear. It was just that the young man wanted to be more certain by asking so.

"Yes." Yeah."

"To the extent of it, do you feel responsible for your fiancee, Dek?"

"Don't we do something, we can't half-do it, if it's 'yes' it has to be really yes. And if it's 'no' it really shouldn't be. Can't be between the two. Because with that, only loss will we get. That's the whole point of the general study of shaykhona two weeks ago, Mommy?"

Arafka's rhetoric need not be answered. The existing Widad and Fadil feel stuck, because maybe both have forgotten the core of the general studies given by Syaikhona every two weeks.

While Arafka, still very clearly remember it, even practice it.

"But, what's for all this stuff, you've taken everything into account, Dek? That is to say, sometimes when it comes to other people, even though we intend well, not all good intentions are acceptable." Ustadz Widad said it carefully, so as not to make Arafka not feel good.

While the purpose of his speech was about Meidina, what if the girl could not see the sincerity of Arafka, because her heart was still entangled in Rayyan ali Fattan.

"I understand what it means, Mas Widad." It turned out that Arafka could understand everything quickly. Hearing that, Widad and Fadil both held their breaths.

"I know many things are beyond our reach. And for something like that, I try to work. It's not about what I can get, but it's about what I can do" continued the handsome young man, whose gaze again stunned others.

"I'm so impressed with you, Dek. Frankly I'm so embarrassed, I lost a few steps to you." Ustadz Fadil patted Arafka's shoulder with a smile.

"Yes," said Widad. "You practice everything you know right, and we're probably only half of it."

"Mas Fadil and Mas Widad were my ustadz, who taught me. Where there are students who can surpass his teacher," said Arafka full of low.

While Nabila Alia looks to blink her two eyes that have been glazed, she is very touched by the personal good of an Arafka. And in her heart she said, "Meidina, lose it if you can't accept this kind of young man."