God's Choice of Mate
A Prayer Piece

"What do you mean, sir?" I asked with a much sharper look.

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"I've begun to learn to accept your presence in my life. For you too have been my wife. I hope we can both learn to accept each other"

"Ga! I'll never be able to accept this, because I don't love you!" I screamed out my frustration at this man in front of me.

"you think I love you? Even in my dreams I never dreamed of living with a woman like you." Jlep. his speech pedis like bon cabe level 10.

"Why should we bother to accept all of this if we don't love each other? What kind of marriage, built without love?Why are we not being honest? Why should I pretend? It's better they know it all at the beginning before they get their hopes up." I said I don't want to lose. It's good that he wants to nyudutin me.

"Love will grow over time if we can try to accept each other. And again I've never pretended Shafa!"

"Shy, bullshit! If not pretend what? Be nice to me, just so that our parents are not disappointed, right? " Manyaku.

"Udah deh mending we just end it all" said my already uncontrollable. Thank God every room in this room is soundproof, so those out there don't listen to anything.

"I am being kind to you because you are my wife Shafa! WIVES. No matter how evasive you are, it will never change the fact that Shafa Azura is the legal wife of Zidane Arrayan!" He emphasized the word wife.

"Originally you know, I am a man who holds fast to a commitment and a promise. If you want to end it, tell them yourself. And look how you broke their feelings! In life, not everything goes the way we want Shafa. I hope you understand and think carefully about everything" he said and left me alone sobbing in the room.

God, why is my life like this? Do I not deserve to be happy? Why do you test me beyond the limits of my ability, O God.

Sam... I miss you, only you can understand me, who always follow my will. You're the only Sam who loves me sincerely. But why is destiny so cruel to us. Why should there be a difference between us? Huu.uuu.

I hugged my knees tightly while crying. I don't know what's going on outside I'm sure I don't want to get out of this room. Let me die here.

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The Zidane Arrayan (Point of View)

I left him in the room alone. So that he can think about what he will do next. I was actually frustrated to see his behavior from day to day, especially his appearance that gave me a headache.

For almost a month, I don't know how many times I've seen her change her hair style and color. Not to mention her clothes were always tight and minimal, making me breathless. That's why I don't like to linger around her.

"What are you guys talking about, kid?" Ask my mother.

"Ga there's nothing ma'am, Shafa's just shocked" I said trying as quietly as possible. I don't want to worry mom. The woman I love and respect the most will be devastated to learn that my marriage and Shafa did not go well.

My mom and dad always forced me to get married. But I always give up because I have not found the right woman in my heart. They even introduced me several times to girls who they thought were good and sholehah. However, all were chirping before we could meet.

At that time I really wanted to focus on completing my doctoral program. I don't want to be distracted just because of the women's business. Besides, I actually have someone I admire. That smart, kind and sholeh figure managed to steal my attention when I was in Cairo. I could only catch a glimpse of him because he was always bending his gaze. A person who is truly dreamt of by every man.

And now, I must be stuck in marriage with a woman who is very far from the ideal escort criteria in my eyes. Maybe this is God's rebuke to me, because I always refused to marry the good girl you introduced my father and mother to. As a result, now I was given the soul mate of a installment woman who could not keep her marwah as a woman. Astagfirullahaladzim apos....

I was always very concerned whenever he started his madness with a flat object with a picture of an incomplete apple. He who does it selebgram, always indulge his smooth body to be enjoyed millions of eyes that are not his muhrimnya which he calls followers is without worry or shame. As for me who clearly bears the status of her husband, let alone enjoy, touching me never at all. I also have no interest in touching it.

As a normal man, of course, the temptation is there, what else if he is already wearing his mainstay sleep costume, namely shorts limited to the groin and clothes that are only half his stomach. As much as possible I resisted the temptation considering that there may have been many men who touched the beautiful body. I even found out that he had a tattoo with a rose on his right arm. When I asked if his parents knew? He just shook his head and said it was not a tattoo but a kind of ink that will disappear within 3 months.

"So how's Rey, uh, about Daddy and your dad's plan?" Ask Daddy to me. They all look enthusiastic and happy. How disappointed they would have been if they had known that Shafa had refused desperately our marriage.

"What does it mean that Shafa still has a hard time accepting all this Ray?" His mommy suddenly flinched, he asked with a look of angry face mixed with sadness.

" I mean Ray, Shafa still needs to get used to being Ray's wife" I said, trying to quell her anger.

"Baiklaah son, then we say goodbye. Sorry to disturb your peace" said Father. I feel so bad for them. Forgive me for not being able to make you happy.

I stared at the passing of my parents and my in-laws with guilt. I went to the room where we had a fight. I saw the bad girl fall asleep hugging her knees. I lifted her up slowly and put her on the bed. Let us sleep in this room tonight.

I confirmed the position of the blanket covering his body as far as the neck. His face was so cute and his eyes looked moist. I looked at her face without makeup.

If only you knew that I was carrying a heavy responsibility on my shoulders. I can at times slip into the fires of hell because I cannot educate you. I, too, must struggle with my feelings of trying to accept the soul mate God has chosen for me sincerely, even though I refuse. I'm doing it all because I believe God has another plan behind it.

I threw my body next to him. I thought back to what my teacher said and then I met him. Last week after teaching I always went to the boarding school where he was. I told him all my problems, hoping to get direction and enlightenment so that I would not go wrong.

He said that the affairs of the soul mate, Rizqi and death had been arranged long before we were in this world. Including my meeting with Shafa, who is now my wife, was written in the record of my destiny book. Because what is bad in our eyes is not necessarily bad in the eyes of God, and vice versa. I can't change the fate that happened, all I can do is accept it.

Shafa.oh Shafa, you can be my reward field as well as a ticket to Hell for free if I cannot change you. I myself doubt if you are really my ribs?

At 02.00. I woke up from my sleep. I see he's still sound asleep curled up under the blanket. I went out to the main room on the 2nd floor to perform the evening prayer. Since Cairo I have been giving myself to pray at night.

For a long time, I tried to ask for forgiveness for all my sins. I offer my prayers with great care.

"Pardon my sins, O God, Forgive my parents, Forgive my wife, O God. Give guidance and guidance to my family, O Allah. Keep us from vain deeds...

O Allah, give your guidance, If it is he whom you have chosen for me, give me the sincerity to receive and love him. If he is not good to me and my religion, please give me instructions to let him go, O God"

"Amiii"

I gasped to hear someone say my prayers. I looked back, I found someone sitting on the edge of the bed looking at me.

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Who is that guy?

a. Shafa

b. Moms

c. Mommy

The answer is next episode🥰😘

I forgot to like yah.