Destiny Gintani

Destiny Gintani
Rejecting Ta'aruf


After attending Islamic studies last week, Gintani also began to establish himself to emigrate. With the help of Raisya, Gintani bought some Muslim clothes along with hijab various models and colors that would be suitable for his age. Gintani's heart began to feel calm as she put on the clothes.



“Waah, what a beautiful granddaughter of this grandfather, where are you going ?" ask Wira's grandfather when he saw Gintani wearing his hijab.


Gintani turned his head, his hand still beside his head to pin the pentul needle on the pashmina he was wearing.


“Eh grandfather, this is Gintan going to go first to study with Raisya. Can you, cake ?” ask Gintani.


“Bby darling. Grandpa's glad you've started to change so much, son. Not as moody as before.” replied the grandfather.


Gintani smiles. “Thank you for bringing Gintan to this place, cake ! Gintan feels much better staying here, than.” said Gintani hanging up her sentence. For a moment he felt his pain again.


“Already, no need to remember again son !” said Grandpa Wira stroking the head of Gintani.


Gintani stuck out her arms and hugged her grandfather tightly.


“Gintan darling grandpa.” whispered.


“Grandpa is also very dear to you, son ! You are a lamp in grandfather's life.” replied Grandpa Wira rubbing Gintani's back.


“Request…! Demand...!”


Suddenly a girl's cry sounded from outside. Gintani and Wira's grandfather let go of each other's embrace.


“Go ! Looks like your chatty friend has come.” said Wira's grandfather.


Gintani smiled as she nodded. “Gintan go first yes, cake !” he kissed the back of his grandfather's hand.


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“Sorry miss ! But you can't get in !” prevent Bella when a woman who uses a strict maroon-colored minidress slugs through her desk.


“Surge !” jessica shouted as she pushed Bella's body from the front door of the CEO's room


“Awww !” Bella shrieks softly as her small body slams to the floor due to Jessica's push.


Finally, Jessica opened the door and entered the room.


Argha who was discussing with his assistant immediately snorted in annoyance when he saw the tall girl who was wearing less material clothes was standing before him.


“Then, I excuse you, sir !” bram said that he saw Jessica coming.


Argha just silence not assuring nor preventing.


“What are you doing here ?” argha asked as he stood up from his chair and walked towards the window. His gaze stared intently out the window regardless of the presence of his former lover.


“Come on Argha, I know I was wrong, I'm sorry ! But now, I'm back. And I came back just for you !” jessica said as she approached Argha and leaned her head against Argha's chest.


Argha was silent without any intention of avoiding or rejecting the girl's body while docked in her body.


Feeling not getting rejected, Jessica also increasingly ventured to be more intimate with her former lover. He started to bring his face closer. Touching Argha's lips with his. Sucking it slowly until finally me****t exhausted his ex-girlfriend's lips.


I don't know what got into Argha's mind. He also started to reply to Jessica. Demand it even more deeply. His tongue began to explore Jessica's oral cavity. Tasting each other, me***t, exchanging saliva, until finally the hot kiss stopped when Argha realized some of the buttons of his shirt were released due to the hands of Jessica's ignorant.


Argha starts to let go of her kiss and pushes Jessica's body rough.


“Shitt ! Go !" argha's orders, upset.


“What's with you dear ?” ask Jessica for wonder.


“Go !” continued Argha.


“No, I want an explanation from you ! Why can't I touch you ?” jessica was full of emotion.


“Aren't we kissing already ? Didn't you want to feel my kiss ? Now you feel it. Go !" answer Argha.


"No ! This isn't enough for me, Ar ! I want you more than just to kiss ! I love you, Ar ! I just want to be yours ! Come touch me, Ar ! Enjoy my body ! I always keep my chastity for you ! I want you to be the first and last to touch me, Ar ! Let's do more than this ! We are both adults. Touch me, Ar ! Touch me !” jessica said as she approached Argha and began touching Argha's body. His hands began to re-grace the chest of the hairy field that was visible because some buttons of his shirt had been opened.


Argha closed his eyes feeling the warmth of the kisses of Jessica's lips that began to go down his chest. But suddenly, the shadow of Gintani's smile as Argha broke through his territory with gentleness, flashed through Argha's mind.


“Enough !” argha shouted while pushing Jessica's body away from him. “Sorry, Jes ! I can't do it ? Besides I'm not sure if you're still virgin !” argha coldly.


Plaque !


A slap landed on Argha's cheek perfectly. Argha was furious. She also pulled Jessica's hair.


“Dare you slap me, huh !” shout Argha.


“Ma...I'm sorry, Ar !” jessica said she realized her mistake was dealing with a guy like Argha. “A..I did all this because you have insulted me ! You think I'm a cheap woman, huh !” jessica tried to defend herself.


Argha let go of her trap while pushing Jessica's body so Jessica slammed onto the sofa. Argha stepped closer to his desk. His burly hands opened the desk drawer and took out the blue map. Argha came back to Jessica.


Prakk….!


Argha threw the map on the table.


Jessica remembers very well if the hot activities she did when she pursued her career in Paris. There are even some photos that show scenes of his bed with one of his country's actors when he was still a model in the country.


“What is it that you say keeps your chastity only for me ?” argha asked coldly while clutching Jessica's two jaws.


“A...a...aku...!”


Jessica was unable to answer Argha's question.she was really shocked when she realized that Argha had been monitoring her every move.


“Why Jessi ? Why nervous ? You didn't expect that I would find out about your depraved behavior ? Not only your behavior while abroad, but also your behavior when we are still dating. See this !” Argha took a photograph showing Jessica in a hot scene with one of her model friends.


“Even this you did while you were still my girlfriend ? Is this what is called keeping chastity ? Cih ! Really cheap !” grunts Argha annoyed.


“I'm cheap this way, it's also because you are !” scream Jessica.


“Originally you know, I did all this, all of it because of you. I'm your boyfriend, but you never touch me ! I need your attention too ! I need warmth from you ! I'm Ar's normal girl, and I need a touch of the man in my life !” jessica shouted revealing all the reasons.


Argha smiled coldly. “Then why did you reject my proposal ? If you really need warmth, even though you refused when I intended to marry you ?” argha asked with a cynical smile.


“That time I was young, Ar ? My career is long. And I'm still involved in a contract with one of the cosmetics companies that requires me to be a single" Jessica said.


"Curtain, reason ! Do you think I'm stupid ? Just so you know, Jessi ! the one who has contracted you, he is an old friend of mine. And he also said that if there's no point that requires you to be a single on that contract."


Jessica is shocked when Argha learns of the many things she is hiding.


“Go ! I don't want to be in touch with you anymore !" drive Argha to the girl.


With a shunt, Jessica came out of Argha's room.


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The moon keeps changing. Without feeling it has been 2 years Gintani lived in this village. Gintani has been wearing the hijab for almost 1.5 years. His heart had been completely unburdened since he had become a mustamin and remained in the monthly study of the Muslim Council of Heaven in his neighboring village.


Gintani also began teaching children to teach iqra in surau next to his house. And Gintani is so happy to undergo his activities.


But it seems, Gintani's life is still not separated from the test. Tonight, Gintani and his grandfather have an unwelcome guest.


“Include sir. My name is Ustadz Hasan, and this is Umi Kulsum's wife. Sorry if our arrival interfered with your break time. “ said a middle-aged man with a very bright face.


The wife just clenched her hands together to greet the Grandfather.


Grandfather Wira smiled welcoming a completely unfamiliar guest. But the figure of Hasan, reminds him of his best friend first.


“Wait for nak ! Sorry if I was sassy. Does this Hasan boy have a kinship with kyai Adah ?” ask the grandfather.


The middle-aged man nodded with a smile. "I am the eldest son of Acep's mother Adah Prajadiva, sir.”


Wira's grandfather's eyes immediately dewy hearing his guest mention his best friend's name.


“God…! Worth your face is very similar to Kyai Adah !” said Grandpa Wira. For a moment Wira's grandfather hugged Ustadz Hasan because he felt a very longing for his best friend.


“Eh..sorry..sorry…! Sa.. I got carried away." said Wira's grandfather after releasing his embrace.


“Nothing, sir .” replied ustadz Hasan.


“Nby the way. What is the need for Hasan to come here ?" ask Grandpa Wira, curious.


“Emmm, look sir. Actually, we came to ask my granddaughter to’aruf with Husni, my son." said ustadz Hasan.


Prang…!


Gintani, who was fetching water in the kitchen for his guests, was shocked to hear the words of Ustadz Hasan. The shadow of the night he was stained was again flashed in his mind.


No.. No. I can't let this happen. I'm not a person worthy of ustadz Husni. I must reject this *t*a'aruf !


Gintani immediately cleaned up the broken glass and replaced it with a new one. After that, he brought the tray containing the drinking water glass to the living room.


“What's Tan ? Grandpa heard something fell earlier in the kitchen ?” ask the grandfather.


“That, was Gintan's hands slippery grandpa. That's why the glass fell.


“oh, yes already. But you're okay, aren't you ?" ask the grandfather.


"Gintan is fine, kek." replied Gintani.


“Oh yes, Tan. They are the parents of Ustadz Husni. They came intending to do ta'aruf for his son. Are you willing to do the ta'aruf process with ustadz Husni ?" ask the grandfather.


Gintani could only silently bow her head. Unknowingly she was playing her dress.


“Gintan ?” ask Grandpa Wira again.


“Ma..sorry, grandpa ! But Gintan could not be confused with ustadz Husni.


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