Betting Love Above Destiny
94 Is Not a New Chapter

Assalamualaikum, beloved brothers.

Please apologize profusely. Because this is not a new chapter. This is just a repetition of a few previous chapters. I reupdated because I wanted to follow the system rules, which emphasized not to hole up on the first date. I don't have time to write a new chapter today. There is a busyness that cannot be ignored.

Understand please. And apologize for the inconvenience.

Happy reading.

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While in the room.

Meidina Shafa was still in her original position, she sat leaning on a soft sofa with both legs straight. His eyes looked empty and bright. There is a clear speck rolling on the face of his father who today looks brighter and brighter, coupled with the selection of colors of clothes and pasmina worn.

Sounding footsteps approaching, the girl turned her head. When he knew who was approaching him, he immediately changed his sitting position and lowered his legs.

Irfan Arafka Wafdan looked at her carefully, before immediately sitting on the sofa not far from Meidina. "Have you felt better?" tanyakanya.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Not dizzy anymore?"

"No." Meidina shook her head briefly. "Sa-I want to go home today."

"Can't say the doctor" said Rafka, which made Meidina look up at him in wonder.

"Why can't it? I feel healthy now."

"Your doctor said you can't come home from the hospital, because you still cry a lot, and still can't smile."

At first Meidina was stunned to hear that remark, but when she realized that it was just a joke, the girl smiled gently.

"Why?" rafka asked then while looking at him deeply. Surely the question was meant for Meidina's current state of feeling, where she still preferred to be silent, preferred to be alone and preferred to cry in silence and alone.

Just as in the gospel, when asked that question, he chose silence. Actually very big desire to answer what is asked, even he wants to talk as much about Rafka about what is asked. But somehow, it still doesn't feel like it can. The language is still stuck in the chest cavity. However, the girl was not completely fixated in silence, she chose another topic as the subject.

"They've been to my house?"

"Never," Rafka replied quickly, while her heart felt a strong beat, with Meidina asking who had already placed her in a noble position. The language is madurese. That is, you are especially for a person who is honorable and respected. In Alhasyimi, this word is rarely used, because the majority of santri use the language of unity, Indonesian. But, this word is not a foreign thing and has never been heard. Because, Arafka understands.

"Have you met my parents?" ask Meidina again. Initially Rafka who wanted to question the girl related everything, but instead now turned upside down, even Meidina who interrogated.

"Yes, it was in the branch. There's you too."

Meidina let out a short breath. So, that's just once Rafka met his parents.

"Why, Ning?"

"Then?"

"Very different from the family background, Worship."

"Ning Adin." Rafka looked at the girl closely, and in quite a long time.

"If you were sincere with your statement last night in front of aba and ummi, that you are willing to marry me, you are willing to be my wife, then you will never bother about this."

Meidina Shafa was immediately bowed, with a pair of eyes that immediately glazed over. Arafka naturally doubted his sincerity, because the answer given by Meidina last night was only spontaneity.

"I really want to live with you, even though I know that in your heart there is someone else" Rafka said softly.

And the tears of Meidina fell upon hearing that sentence. For a moment he could say nothing more. Rafka also did not bother him, until then Meidina looked up and said softly, "I'm sorry, Mas Rafka."

Rafka smiled gently. "Now, almost everyone calls me that. But, this call from you is what I like the most."

Jemari's end then rubbed a clear point on Meidina's face.

"Don't cry anymore, please," she said gently. "There is no problem that cannot be solved. There is no problem that has no way out. The important thing is that you can talk to me about anything. Even if it's for the most unpleasant thing, for example you want to cancel our marriage." The handsome young man said steadily, unlooking burdened and heavy.

Meidina was only able to shake her head, without being able to speak, while Arafka did not let go of her gaze in the least. Just suddenly.

"I'm sorry, Mas Rafka." Nizam Ali is seen standing in the middle of the door, looking hesitant, between wanting to continue in, or just go out first.

"Yes, Mas Nizam" said Rafka with a calm face.

"Mas Rafka called the doctor."

"Oo, thank you, Mas Nizam."

Nizam Ali nodded and passed away. Arafka slowly got up. "I'll see the doctor first" he said, and immediately stepped out of the room.

However, just two steps away, Meidina called out to him. "Mas Rafka."

As Arafka paused and looked at the girl, Meidina immediately said, "Tell the doctor, I want to go home. Because I don't want to cry anymore, and I can smile." When he said so, on the face of ayu it was indeed embedded with a smile.

Rafka also smiled at the smile of hearing that remark. "You're so ayu, Ning Adin. May Allah really grant me the right to look upon your face."

Gentle speech, but upon hearing that remark, Meidina felt her throat choked like it was blocked. It took him a few jokes to answer. Unfortunately, Rafka did not seem to need an answer, because he immediately stepped out.

Mas Rafka, why leave immediately, without waiting for my answer first.

The girl's mind sighed