ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 21. EQUALLY DESTROYED

Hixes.

"Ciii."

Fayyadh hugged the father tightly, shedding all his shame there.

"Sabar ... may be in our opinion, Maira is the best female figure. But not necessarily for God. Accepted Mas, let your heart be airy and always realize that there are still many blessings of God that you must be grateful for" whispered Amir while patting his son's shoulder.

"Sick and embarrassed, Bii. I should have sensed that Maira didn't feel the same way" she regretted still being stuck in her arms.

"Maira is still fifty-fifty .. She has a taste for you, but is hesitant to weigh our situation in an outline way. In the end he met someone who evoked confidence so he turned away," added the father again, unraveling the embrace.

He looked at the handsome face of his eldest son, now he had regained his composure.

"You want to walk first let your heart be relieved? ... Abi was also in your position, even umma was run away to meet Abi .. end, yes we were blasphemed even though Abi returned umma to your Njid, you were either rejected by Maira or you were forced to separate due to someone's negligence despite being in love?" amirzain asked, reminiscing about his past with Aiswa.

Fayyadh. Both parents never discussed this, he thought his Abi Umma had a perfect love story.

"Come, walk. Take your burden off before you go back to Rusyaifah, Mecca."

Amir pulled his son's arm into their car to get somewhere.

An hour passed. Marina Beach Bay's.

Here, where Amir released the heartlessness when losing Aiswa up to twice.

"Sana, Abi wait here. Hand over what you want do not kill yourself, a big sin. Mostly dear Mas, his dead handsome ko ridiculous," kekeh the father.

"Ck, Abi nih. Not that love is even passion. I'm still sane Bii, just claustrophobic and embarrassed for ignoring Maira's cues," he lamented.

Amir only nodded at the son's complaint, patting his shoulders gently before the handsome young man descended the pier towards the stretch of beach sand.

Taps.

Taps.

Taps.

Footsteps belonging to young men who have just lost hope embrace love, still lame to tread the earth.

Night wind swish in fact does not even penetrate into the tribe. Fayyadh's heart was like being crushed, too painful, bruised with a gaping wound due to the piercing of the broken arrow of the God of Love. Instantly remove the roof of despair to spend the ration of age with him.

Dash. The sound of waves hitting the reef.

Memory is also the sense of hearing repeating the soft sentence Mahendra but feels like a knife incision slicing the heart.

"really. I'm not Maira's dream."

Hixes.

One, two, three.

The clear lava he could no longer hold. Containing the river, rushing down the layer of smooth facial skin.

"Yahyaaaaaaaaa....!"

Daaassh.

The onslaught of waves rolled up in front of it as if screeches a mouthful of living meat on the beach.

"Aaaaaarrrrrrggghhhhhhh!"

Brugh.

Steady posture was no longer, now only a weak figure left helplessly falling down on the damp grains of sand. Again for love.

If only the beach sand like this carpet could talk. Perhaps he will say that this man is repeating the dark history of his predecessor's love story.

"I was overconfident, forgetting that the Giver of Love is All-Powerful of All ... Maira, if it's time for us to meet again later .. I hope you don't need to stay away because I've stepped back."

"What goes around, comes around, even easier said than done. Bismillah, I can .. do'ain ya Mahya," said Fayyadh still with tears.

(What happens happens happens though it is easier said than done.)

"My first love is lost as the light that has just sprinkled, as the dawn is replaced by the sun" said Fayyadh, still in a poignant tone bemoaning fate.

He knows he was wasting his time. The eldest son of Amirzain decided to rise from his seat.

Slowly he finally arrived before the faithful Father waiting for him.

"Look?" amir asked when the beloved son arrived in front.

Fayyadh only nodded faintly, smiling bitterly as he opened the left side car door handle.

The father-of-three walked in and sat behind the wheel. Slow down four-wheel drive back to Tazkiya.

"Life would not be better because of a chance, but always be better because of the course to take action at every chance" the father advised.  

(Life will not get better because of an opportunity, but always get better because of the courage to take action at every opportunity.)

"Pass the bad days first to get the best day in the future, Mas," Amir still faithfully motivates his son

(Sometimes you have to go through bad days to get the best day in the future.)

"Hmmm, do'ain Bii."

His left hand pulls the lever beside the chair so that the body position is more sloping so that the head that begins to feel heavy, comfortable leaning. Before long, Fayyadh also closed his mouth, choosing to make peace with the sunyinya night.

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Orchids.

After Fayyadh's departure and Maira's prayer, the Tazkiya family resigned. Rey took the initiative to take the group to the basement.

Kaffa is still reluctant to leave Mahendra's residence, asking for permission to stay overnight while waiting for his family to arrive tomorrow.

Twenty minutes passed.

Kaffa asked for a moment for Uncle to cross the Uyut Kusuma, before Mahendra climbed the stairs to the second floor.

"Om, how will I be? will it be rejected also by Abi Amir because hmmm I put a liking to Athirah," asked the nephew.

"Just say Fa, to Abi Amir .. You are different cousins of the column even though Kusuma. Istikharah first and prepare mentally .. rest gih, tomorrow we continue again." Mahen resigned, he felt still unwell after the events of tonight.

His wife and son had gone up to their rooms. But Mahendra chose to see the condition of his favorite daughter first.

Maira's Room.

Knowing her employer entered the patient's room, the nurse kept her retreat out of the room. Letting the father and son share the taste.

Abah's son-in-law, then sat by his daughter's bed, holding the pale fingers tightly.

"Darling ... I know, you heard ... Maira, I'm sorry I made you experience this ... Sorry."

His guilt is still lingering, especially considering the look of Fayyadh's disappointed face earlier.

"Maira please, wake-up .. help Dad not to misinterpret all your cues, should he ask if I should accept?"

Mahen kissed the princess's hollow palm, unknowingly the tears of her twilight came along.

After making sure the Tazkiya family returned home safely, Rey returned to Mahendra's residence. But he found no one on the ground floor. Through a beam of light from Maira's open room, he decided to follow his adoptive brother.

Geck. Geck.

"Bang.." scolded Rey about to say something.

"Rey, I don't want to receive any guests anytime soon. Just call Naya's phone if there's anything urgent" Mahen interrupted before the man made his point.

CEO GunaFarm.id feels that after he rejects Fayyadh's proposal, the Knight of Rollies will come face to face. But Mahen is still reluctant, wanting to dedicate the free time he has only two with Maira, his favorite daughter, princess barbie.

"But, Bang...."

"Later Rey, please."

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...Just rejecting it, the heart is already raging. What if the Fayyadh-Maira couple get into a fight later in his RumTang? not kebayang... 😓...