God's Choice of Mate
About Rayyan

"Mas Ray is doing it again" muttered Ku as he put an onion stick into my mouth. After helping my mother finish her dinner, I sat down on the carpet in front of the television while hugging a jar of my favorite onion sticks. Sometimes I feel like a ghost who doesn't know that I don't. How hard I refuse this marriage, even I do not want to serve my husband in sleep and continue to find ways to escape from it. So now I sit like a princess at her parents' house, using her car and her money. Shaphas...Shapas.

I'm not at all awkward with dad and Ray's mom. Maybe because I know people are easy to get close to people, especially if that person loves me.

"Shafa's been trying to call Rayyan yet?" ask mother-in-law. He brought me a glass of light yellow. I suspect he might want to poison me rich again at that time.

"Not yet ma'am, have you arrived yet?" I kept watching the glass that was placed in front of me.

"Mom. i..that's what?" My reflexes are closing my nose. Looks like my guess is right.

"Oh this, Turmeric acid for Shafa. This is good for women who are coming to the moon to get clean quickly. And also good for your fertility" he explained. My mother-in-law is the most good at it about gini herbs. Why not make a factory of herbal medicine anyway.

"Oh" I 'o' ria heard his explanation.

"With Rayyan there is no Shafa drink this, so later Ray can go home directly....

I immediately grabbed the glass in front of me so that my mother-in-law would not continue her words.

"Udah" I said gnawing after sipping a glass of herbal medicine.

"Alhamdulillah Shafa's. Not that" said my mother-in-law justifying my words. Mommy Shafa wants to go back into Mommy's stomach. I am so ashamed that I was reprimanded by my own mother-in-law.

"Alhamdulillah" I said timidly.

"Well, pinter" Mom stroked my shoulder gently. It feels really comfortable. I was thinking how if I really separated with mas Ray, surely mom would be very sad. Not to mention Mommy and Daddy. Do they still want to consider me a child?

Sam, I hope you've really come up with a solution to our relationship. I told Sam everything, including my marriage, because I didn't want to be considered a traitor.

"Broman! Kok. Same with Rayyan, right?" Temptation of my mother-in-law. I just grimaced my white teeth which I always took good care of.

"Rayyan must be romantic right in the room? Mother became an interpreter" asked my mother-in-law with a sparkling face.

"Ep... Mas Ray, I'm confused about how you want to answer. The point is that Ray is good" I answered accordingly.

"Be ashamed of this mother. I know exactly how Rayyan is, because it's the mother who gave birth and raised him. Rayyan really appreciates women. I've never heard Rayyan hurt a woman or play her" explained the mother-in-law. Immediately I improved my sitting position by holding a soft pillow. It was time for me to dig up information about Ray, Kaan rarely got a rare chance of a gini cake. Moreover, this information is guaranteed accuracy. Emirically alone who is sorry.

"Seriously ma'am? Mas Ray never had a problem with women" I asked enthusiastically to lure my mother-in-law.

"Yes, Ray that if there's any asti story with mom. Including about women. As far as Ray's mother was concerned, she never dated. If just a friend of the ordinary, I even know almost all of Ray's friends" he said no less enthusiastic.

"If the girl Ray likes, don't you know? I can't believe Ray never liked girls. Or the type of girl who loves kek giman anyway ma'am? I became curious about the type of woman his dream mas Ray.

"Ep... You're curious, aren't you?" Mother's words cooed my smooth nose without blackheads.

"During this the most deketin Ray his college friends in Indonesia. They used to come here with cakes and various kinds of souvenirs for mom. I understand very well what they mean to be close to Ray but Rayyan himself is just ordinary, so I can't help much" he said. I bit my lower lip, hearing my mother's words. You ghost doesn't know yourself. I might forget to bring mother anything when I come here. Shaphas..Shafa your brain is taroh where the hell? the time of such a small thing can be forgotten.

"Oh yeah! I remember one girl Ray told my mom about in Cairo. He said he was also from Indonesia" said the mother while remembering.

"Definitely beautiful ma'am?" I'm looking down lethargic.

"Eh. kok so sad mother's son. Honey, Ray is not the type of man who only sees the physical person. Because of the beauty of the heart, that's the main thing. After all Rayyan is a man who is responsible so want like any Shafa, he must accept because Shafa is an opportunity that God has chosen for him. After all this Shafa is beautiful, especially when it is hijab" said the mother-in-law while cupping my two cheeks.

"About Ray could love Shafa ga ya ma'am?" I asked who was still down.

"If it's Shafa, can't you love Ray?" Ask back. Forgive me, this is exactly the same mother Ray who likes to turn back questions.

"Huh?" I was snuggled right in the back question.

"Shafa doesn't know" I replied softly.

"Son, in a relationship it is better to build love than to pursue love. Because the love built on the foundation of marriage will be stronger than the love that is built on the foundation of temporary pleasure" said the mother while rubbing my shoulders gently.

Slowly my tears melted considering how complicated my love story was. The love I've built with Sam, it's really fun and it looks solid, even if it's fragile. Unbeknownst to her, I cried in my mother's arms.

"Have now rested, do not think strangely" he said, stroking my head.

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I have been in the room for 2 hours but my eyes are reluctant to close. I saw Ray was online, meaning he had arrived in Mecca. I saw the story, showing him standing between tall buildings. The story is written caption Loving You is a possibility that is definitely a ️. I know the love in the writing he was referring to for whom, which definitely wasn't for me. But to the Creator, the ruler of the universe.

Mas Ray On but kok ga nge chat me anyway, nanyain kek news what cake. Hish is so cold. I think really angry. Mending I scaffold ria deh, it's beautiful darling if not uploaded. Followers I'm coming.

I took some candid pictures in a lying position. I was holding a flower I took from a vase in Mas Ray's room. I immediately uploaded it on my Whatsapp and Instagram stories. The photo I gave the caption Its a cruel world, but we can always choose to smile (It's a cruel world, but we can always choose to smile).

1 minute later I got 2 incoming messages. I saw Samuel's name and immediately opened the message.

Samael : Beautiful, I love it. See you liebling's.😘

The sound of the message always makes me flowery, because basically the woman wants to be praised.

Shafa : See You Darl🥰

I opened the second message from Ray I named Zidane, so as not to arouse suspicion. Tumben her chat night-night. There is a sense of happiness when it will open its message.

Zidane : REMOVE..!!!

Whahuh? I widened my eyes to read the message as a comment on the story I just made. Did he see her? Holy hooch! Why did I forget that Ray didn't like me wearing sexy clothes. Especially this one I posted on social media. Can auto wrath him. Immediately I looked for the writing on the picture. Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. Relieved...

Trings....

One message came in. What else is my mind.

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