Hijrah Love Casanova
Honeymoon, Holy Land.
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One week after the lavish wedding of Zayn Atala and Shafira Sakena Mecca. Today is their departure to perform Umrah worship to the holy land of Mecca. Like Fira's dream written in her diary, that she wanted to worship together with her husband. Staring at the sun and standing together in front of the Kaaba.
Alhamdulillah! A woman can move only by reading the diary of her wife. Zayn is one of the children of man who was misled by the devil. The young man was very devout of his religion. However, a sense of disappointment has been betrayed by a loved girl. Making Zayn fall into the black valley that increasingly took him plunged deeper.
"Zayn, Dad, take Fira, son." said Mr. Riki while releasing a hug to the son-in-law. Both Zayn and Fira's parents took them to the airport. So that haru's cry and farewell sounded very heartbreaking. Because the husband-wife couple departed with a group of other Umrah pilgrims.
"Yes, Dad. Without Dad, Zayn would take good care of him." replied the young man who continued to shake hands with his own mother.
After everything is done. Zayn and Shafira join the others in entering the plane that will take them.
"Why, Honey? Is there anything strange?" she asked because Fira looked at her with a small smile.
"I love you, Mas. Thank you for living my dream to be able to perform this worship. I didn't expect us to be honeymooning to the holy land" said Fira, whose hand was held tightly by Zayn. Now they are sitting on the plane.
"Mas loves you very much too, dear."
The cup!
"Mas is too much. I'm just a regular woman like everyone else." Fira resuscitated her head on the young man's arm. Since they have been having a husband-wife relationship. The feeling of confusion between the two begins to diminish.
The cup!
Again Zayn kissed the head of his wife who was wrapped in a long hijab.
"Sleep! Our journey is still long" he said and only embraced by Fira. The girl was tired of lack of rest. Before the day of departure, the two always share a variety of food from orphanages and nursing home places they sambangi.
"Oh Allah, may I be a good husband and father to my wife and children. Forgive me for all my sins. I came to your holy place to worship with the girl who was my wife."
Fira has been sleeping since a few minutes ago. While Zayn was still at home staring at the natural beautiful face of his wife.
"Even in unexpected ways. However, now I hope to meet us because of God and to be separated only because of God."
The man again muttered in his heart.
"Maybe my words have hurt you a lot, my Khumaira. However, you still want to survive and accompany me to this extent. God willing, I promise to redeem the wounds I have inflicted, because I know women are easy to forgive but difficult to forget. Like a mirror, when it is cracked then the reflection of the light can not be perfect as before."
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