ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTERS 104. I'M BACK

Three months later.

No word on Arwa Feiyaz. All access is closed to the girl. He had left the As-shidqu lodging, it was Nyai Shihab's own hand that let go of him.

Allen even quarreled with the Mother, because upset could not help his own friend. She feels indebted to Fayyadh about her meeting a soul mate and knowing Afra to become a wife.

"It should be honest with me, where Arwa is going" Allen said in a phone call.

"Can't, because Arwa is a trust. Umma's task is complete, only reports remain to the creditor. Already, do not deal with the problem of the soul mate of others, after all will certainly arrive," Nyai said.

There was not much Allen could do, like losing face when he met Fayyadh. However, the firmness of Kusuma's man slowly brushed aside all the turbulent flavors in his heart, he did not blame Allen.

...***...

Indoneszian.

The figure that is sought is actually not far from the earth where it was born. He is building again, self-esteem to be strong and have capital when facing his past back.

In the past, while leaving, Fiora released all the treasures and social frills of the Tusakti Clan. The help of an old man who is often accused of being the cause of him moving direction has formed himself to toughen and steadfastly fight against lust, longing, and stuffy space of affection during his studies.

"Change, jazakallah kheir. I always remember that sustenance will come from an unexpected direction. Bismillah, capitalized on the sale of my motorbike now I will reborn to be able to support the head when facing Papa," his determination appeared.

Tomorrow he will try to open a new business. Someone gave references to several business partners so that he could supply snacks there.

"Akshita."

With his passion for coffee, Fio experimented with it. He ventured to start a drink business as well as snacks that he could afford.

"Three best seller menus first. Coffe loved iced, strawberry cheese loved and toast coffstraw, all ready, the weekend tomorrow starts to open outlets," he said steadily.

The old phone he did not use, finally returned to light after so many months of sitting in a box in the closet.

"Hi Mas's. I'm back," he said grubily. One drop of clear grain fell directly onto the floor.

Lots of messages appear there. He ventured into opening the account that had been managed by Sindy Floffy. Thanks to his help, he did not lose the closest people who can be trusted.

The girl then creates a new account specifically for Akshita, and she posts something there. He photographed some of Fayyadh's prayer beads as opening prayers and spirits, not forgetting to caption below.

"If I succeed here, I'll definitely go home. Don't look for me, let the universe lead to each other."

~posts sent~

The longing for all her handbags made Fiora not careful. He commented on one of the last posts in a bag that Sindy posted on the Flyffy social media page.

"Hi, I miss you guys."

The little thing that made one start to silently observe.

Fiora struggled with the product photos that she would upload in Akshita account, her fingers were agile to follow similar accounts so that the niche of Akshita posts appeared. Various hastag he tried to aim to make the product easy to find.

By midnight, it's all over. "Okay, tomorrow fight. Promo has been spread. It's time to go to sleep" he murmured again.

...***...

Jeddah.

The tough day he went through this week, a lot of which had to be revised because of the title of the thesis he was carrying. Instructors who rarely enter the campus make it difficult to concentrate.

Silent night as usual, making the handsome man throw boredom by scrolling social media.

He misses, misses someone. Flyfy Craft posts often he looked even though just staring at a row of bags of the work of someone whose heart he guarded.

Next morning.

Before going to campus, the man used to read online news sites continued to open social media for a moment.

When looking at the latest picture, Fayyadh opened the caption and read every comment of the virtual world there.

"Akshya? why isn't the comment connected? uh is this Fio?"

The masculine fingers then clicked on Akshita's profile. He saw some posts just sent a few hours ago.

"See, here's the posted clock. If the time difference is obvious it means this in Indo."

Fayyadh opened every post that has not been displayed there.

"Hm, new business promotion."

"Eh, this is right, like a-I'm bags even though only photographed half the display, Umma's favorite purple stone pendulum." He opened one early photo of Akshita's post.

His net dewed, his heart was happy, his heart's thump began to beat.

"I'm finally seeing you again, F-fio."

With trembling fingers he wrote something there.

"Aridu an ta'idu lil bayt ya habibatie." (I want you to go home, baby, I miss you)

My booster went through this, I'm not looking for you. Let us draw near to each other by the permission of the universe."

"Umma, I found her, again. Whether he's Arwa or not, what matters is my Fio. Whether later can be together or not, most importantly I know he is fine .. it turns out this is yes Shan, it feels love but he has not seen me. I now understand your heart when Maira actually asked me to be present in front of her eyes. God, is this my reward for the mistake of wanting my brother's woman?" Fayyadh.

There is wisdom behind all events. This morning, although agitated struck but he was more robust to live the day.

"We fought together."

...***...

In fact, it is not only Fayyadh who is interested in Fiora's comments on Flyffy's post. Many pairs of condensing eyes see a line of writing with four words there.

A smile is not just Fayyadh's. But many faces beamed over the appearance of the girl who was thought to be missing, even though only through a comment in public space.

"We miss you too. Go home."

After breakfast, the Tusakti residence.

The assistant Takakti showed something from his tab, thrusting it onto the desk in the master's room.

Glenn initially did not understand Aldo's intentions, but the personal assistant opened an account caption that carried a drink product promo. He clicked the screen and then enlarged the view.

The twilight eyes of the owner of the University of Takakti. It's like finding a lost thing.

"Do, is she my daughter?"

Aldo nodded. "You want to see it?"

"No, leave him with his stubbornness. Maybe it will come back if the speech when Fio left can be proven," he said still staring at the screen of the device.

Other hearts as well as what lips say. In fact, Glenn could not deny that he missed.

"You're back, Fio? go home, son. Don't you miss Papa?"

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