Destiny Najwa
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Najwa has decided to reorganize his life as he used to when he was alone.

His decision to leave the responsibility of the boutique to his two employees has been determined.

Najwa wanted to get closer to the almighty to be able to establish himself as a noble woman.

Not wanting to remember things already, Najwa chose to lie under one of his best friend's abdian pesantren in K city.

"Bak be careful there ! We have to tell !" Amel said as he shed his tears.

"Hu hu hu, why did Najwa have to go anyway ?" Added Rara.

"Amel, Rara, I just wanted to move to establish myself to be a better woman. This boutique I entrust to you, every month you can transfer my kerekening profit. Take good care of yourself !" Najwa hugged both of them.

All this time, only they were alone who became loyal listeners complained and kesahya when he was officially divorced with Rehan.

The laughter of the two is a separate entertainment for Najwa who no longer finds the spirit of his life.

Najwa booked a taxi online to deliver the bus terminal. In accordance with the promise he made with Rania, his friend who has served in the school for many years until now he managed to hold the title as a ustazah.

1 Hour more than the button to get to that terminal.

Najwa called Rania's number to pick her up there.

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"Assynjetas.."

"Waalaikumsalam, where are you Naj ?" Ask Rania.

"I've come to Ran" he said.

"Okay, wait there ! I saw you."

Najwa ends her phone call while looking around for Rania.

"Assalammualaikum my best friend,"

"MasyaAllah Rania, waalaikumsalam. Oh, God, is this really you Ran ?"

"Yes dong, who is it ?"

"God be ye berniqab, the pantes I seek here and there do not meet," said Najwa chuckling.

"Yes, let's eat yuk first !" Take Rania.

"Can."

They were looking for a restaurant not far from there.

And there Najwa told all his life stories when he married Rehan.

"Patiently, Naj, God will not test his servant beyond his means. Believe behind the destiny of life that you are experiencing at this time, there will someday be a turning point," Advice Rania.

"Thank you Ran, if I had followed you first. Maybe my life will be much better than this. To be honest I don't really need a life of treasure, if it ends up bringing havoc in the household" said Najwa.

"Followingly praying and trying Naj, God will not let his servant drag on in grief."

"Thank you Ran."

Rania nodded while smiling behind her Niqab.

"You're not married yet ?" Ask Najwa.

"Now, God will not be long."

"What is Ran ? Who is the same ?"

"The son of the owner of Naj boarding school, but he is currently serving in his uncle's boarding school in the city of B. He said that there were less teachers," explained Rania.

"Are you engaged ?"

"Hitbah you mean ?" Najwa nodded immediately.

"Thank you already" answered Rania again.

"Wah alhamdulilah, beware of the bride-to-be dong hi hi hi hi hi," Goda Najwa chuckled.

"You can be Naj. The bus leaves, go back to the terminal again !"

"Ready..."

Najwa and Rania return to the bus that will take them to the city of K.

5 Hours drive, they arrived in K. Rania immediately contacted the boarding school to pick her up.

Half an hour waiting, now the invitation is ready with his car. A middle-aged father wearing santri-style clothes brought Najwa's bag and put it in a car kebagasi.

"Please Neng !" Declared.

"Thank you Mang" Rania said.

"He's Mang Agung Naj, the pesantren driver," said Rania introducing someone who was driving it.

1 Hour they were on the road, now the car arrived at a large gate with the words Pondok pesantren Ar-rasyid.

"Yuk down !" Take Rania.

Najwa just nodded. There was a feeling of misgivings in his mind, considering that he was currently in a very strict place of his rules.

"Come....!" Rania pulled out Najwa's hand which was just dumbfounded.

"Whose house is Ran ?" Najwa asked confused by Rania who brought her to someone's house.

"This is ndalem Naj, which means the house of the owner of the cottage. Don't be afraid, they're good."

"Assalammuallaicum..."

"Getishalight." Out a woman who was almost 50 years old opened the door with a smile to welcome us.

"Come on Ma'am !" Declared.

"Na'am Umi, shukron," replied Rania.

Najwa just kept quiet. He did not understand Rania's answer to the words of the person he called Umi.

"This is the man that Rania told Mi about, he's Rania's best friend."

"Assalammualaikum Umi, I am Najwa Almahira," he said following the call like his best friend.

"Waalaikumsalam, yes Umi already know mbak. Rania told me about her best friend Najwa. Umi did not expect that the original Najwa is this beautiful," Umi praised.

"This is Umi Abibah Naj, everyone here calls her Umi" explained Rania.

"Where is Mi ?" Ask Rania.

"There is a study in the village next to Nak, maybe soon to go home."

"Umi, if possible Rania's friend was made a ndalem only while studying religion. He is ashamed at his old age to be a santri he said hi hi hi," said Rania as she mocked.

Umi Abibab also chuckled at the words of her future daughter-in-law.

" why should we be ashamed, we both learn. If there is an intention, it will not look at old age or young age,"

"Na'am Umi, but it would be nice for Najwa to be made a ndalem only. If Rania is busy teaching there is Najwa who helps Umi," he said.

"Yes son, umi doesn't matter. Later sleep room with you, Ran !" Her request.

"Na'am Umi, if that's what we're doing first. Maybe Najwa needs a break."

"Yes son, you also rest !"

"Na'am Umi, asalammualaikum..."

"Getishalight."

Rania takes Najwa to the dormitory santriwati, more precisely to the room that Rania occupied.

"May you be at home, Naj, here" said Rania.

"Amin, guide me to Ran !"

"Who is my best friend."

Najwa laid his body on a small bed that only fit one person while staring at the ceiling of the room.

' Here I began to organize my life, away from the crowds, the noise and the sense of the world.

Mother, Father.do pray Najwa to restart life as you show.

Here I began to forget the figure of Mas Rehan who for 3 years filled my life....

' I can no longer believe what love is, when more interesting things have come, love is overcome with attraction. Even sincerity can no longer be fought when obsession starts to top.

I close my heart to you men who don't understand the sincerity of unconditional love'

**najwa Almahira

Can anyone guess what Najwa's next life will be ?

What kind of fate will plunge his life when he chooses to seclude himself in a remote place with strict regulations ?

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