Betting Love Above Destiny
83 Silent Signs Agree

A bright morning.

A smile rose on his lips. Smile for the medics who examined her this morning. Meidina really looks better than yesterday. When the officers left, Davina approached her best friend who chose to sit on the patient's waiting sofa, citing boredom. Nabila and Davina also obeyed his will, because there were only two of them in the room. Ning Zaskia went to buy a snack, while the men who were believed to have not budged since last night, they chose to wait in the seat that was in front of the room

"How are you doing now?" ask Davina.

"I'm healed, I'm better" Meidina replied, her voice sounding excited, but her countenance did not show that.

"Thank God" said Davina.

"But why are you more silent than before, what are you thinking? Tell us" said Nabila

Meidina looked silent and sighed. However, just to that extent, there was no answer from her tiny lips.

"What is this about Rafka's mas?" Guess Nabila then.

Meidina was silent, not evasive and did not agree, but a moment later, her pair of eyes looked teary. Davina and Nabila looked at each other.

"I want to go home now to the foundation. I feel like I'm cured, and my body is feeling good." The girl said something else instead of answering what was the question. The sentence was said with a little stammering, as if while holding tightness in the chest. And resist the fall of tears.

Nabila and Davina looked at each other, they understood, if many facts had hit the mental. A lot of unexpected things happened in a row since last night. All of those things, for the two of them, have been very surprising, especially for Meidina Shafa who is the object of all goals. The girl must have been shocked, shocked, and might have been hit as well. It is natural that until now he is still a lot silent, and the weakness of his soul which he still often appears, in the form of crying.

If only Meidina would open up and talk, the weight of her soul might not be as heavy as it is now. His two friends will always be ready to listen. And most importantly, what became Meidina's heartache, they would never make as a material teasing.

However, they also understood, if until now, Meidina still chose silence. The feeling problem is easy. Sometimes even being talked about can't reduce the burden. Some people prefer silence as an act. One of them might be Meidina Shafa now.

"I'll tell Rafka's mas" Davina said. Only the young man had the right to decide whether Meidina could go home or not now. Meanwhile, if according to the instructions of the doctor just now, the girl is recommended to stay overnight again, so that her health is fully restored.

"Do you want to get out of the room to breathe fresh air, Ning? Or just having a light conversation outside the room?" tanya Nabila offers.

Meidina looked at her best friend dumbfounded, probably because Nabila changed the call. Although he did not completely agree, but for this time, he did not want to dispute. His body and soul wanted a break from some possible things to become a burden. "No," Meidina replied later. "If you want to get out, don't papa, I'm just here" he added

"Well, if you want to be alone, we go out first huh," Nabila said as she gestured for Davina to come out together.

"If there is anything, call us" said Davina who stepped up to follow Nabila to get out of the treatment room.

Outside the room itself, Zaskia looks new coming with a large crackle bag containing various snacks, which she wants to enjoy with her friends inside. Azmi stepped not far beside him while scrolling the phone screen in hand, the young man indeed went to deliver Zaskia who wanted to shop in the super market across the street.

"That's for us, Ning?" Nizam pointed to the contents of the plastic bag in the hand of Kyai Fadholi's daughter.

"A small part," said Zaskia.

"Mostly?" ask Nizam again.

"For my friends inside" he said, laughing lightly.

"Meaning, Azmi was not part of it too," said ustadz Fadil.

"My biggest part, Ustadz," Azmi said.

"What's that?" Zaskia and Nizam almost asked.

"Mas Rafka, may I speak?" Zaskia said towards the young man.

"Yes, what's up, Ning?" Ask.

"Mas Rafka doesn't want to call me sister, are we still relatives?" Zaskia asked with a smile, like there was no more awkward impression from bearing the burden of pent-up feeling like a moment ago.

Arafka smiled towards the beautiful girl. What Zaskia said just now is true. Kyai Fadholi was the cousin of Abdullah Umar Hashim, father of Arafka.

"I'm sorry, Mas Rafka. All this time I was wrong. Wrong put the feeling," said the beautiful girl a moment later with a downcast face.

"It's all over, isn't it?" Arafka's answer is a question that gets a definite nod from Zaskia Ariva.

"Yes, Mum."

"Then what to remember? The question is now, when will I call Mas Azmi's sister-in-law?"

"Eye." Asked that, for a moment Zaskia looks wrong. "If for that, ask Azmi directly, Mas Rafka," he said later, glancing at the handsome Vocalis Albadar who stood beside him.

"That's a code" Nizam chirped.

"How about, Azmi?" Ask Rafka quickly.

"I will have to get approval from Ning Zaskia first, before speaking to Kyai Fadholi," Azmi replied. He threw back the pass that Zaskia had thrown at him. Smart is also the way Azmi wants to get an answer from the girl. The answer to many of the signals he has shown so far. He was sure that without being talked about as straightforward as any, the daughter of Kyai Fadholi must have understood, what the meaning of each signal he had been giving.

"Come, what is Ning Zaskia's answer to now?" Nizam was instrumental in further clarifying the relationship between the two now. To be explained immediately, no more delays.

Zaskia looks silent. For some jokes are still silent. That's when Davina and Nabila came out of the room and approached them all.

"You are silent" said Ustadz Fadil to Zaskia, who remained silent. While Azmi felt the cold heat radiating throughout the body, anxiously waiting for an answer.

"Should you answer?" Zaskia asked back.

"Yes." Yeah." All answered in unison, except Rafka and Azmi who were both silent.

"Say, Assukutu yadullu ala na'am," said the girl in a parable, but her meaning was well understood. More or less the meaning of the Arabic sentence spoken by Zaskia just now is, silence is a sign of agreement. It is only appropriate if then, they simultaneously say a sentence of gratitude.

"Alhamdulillah."

Azmi herself looks down, echoing the gratitude in her deepest soul. Finally, all the hopes that he received in prayer, and who always tried to be converted, have now received the blessing of Him, the Most Love, with the approval of Zaskia Ariva.

Zaskia herself was about to leave immediately, after leaving this sentence. But, Azmi quickly held the pretty girl's hand. "Ning, mature nuwwun sanget," Azmi said sincerely. Zaskia nodded, while Azmi still looked at the beautiful face she had admired since that first glance.

"Eit, not yet halal," said ustadz Fadil as he gestured to Azmi's hand that gently grasped Zaskia's hand. The two simultaneously release each other, and compact also turn each other's bodies. Which makes the presence of crisp laughter from their other friends. Fortunately at that time Zaskia soon found a diversion material to talk about, when she saw Nabila and Davina, so she avoided prolonged embarrassment.

"Mr Davina and Mbak Nabila are out? Ma'am Meidina is alone inside?"

"Yes, there are things that we need to convey to Rafka mas," said Nabila.