Love For Nabila
The Fate Scenario

...We have to believe that whatever happened was destined...

...And what is in the air must have good....

...If not for today hopefully in the future....

...-ummu Maryam-...

Every human being, living with their own destiny will continue to spin and change at every time. But it seems, it does not happen to the fate of Nabila which is like stopping in one place. Unwilling to move forward or change, always connected to a bitter past.

Like this time that brought back people in the past to the future of a Nabila, as if fate was happy to play with it.

Is it such a joking destiny?

Why of the many humans who live in the city of east Java, after four years passed why he was reunited with the figure of Umi Khadijah who should be quite appeared in the past alone?

So now if it is like this Nabila can what? if destiny wants that.

Question marks and will continue to question marks, Nabila until no longer know who to ask for answers to? all he can do now is just accept it, put it all in the creator and follow the destiny storyline that GOD has written for him.

Nabila berdasbih lirih (Subhanallah) when the car driven by the three of them entered the grounds of Pondok Pesantren, his eyes were immediately fixed on the mosque that he used to often use with the santriwati to pray berjama’ah. Also a silent witness of the beginning of his love story with Ustadz Adam earlier. It turns out that not much has changed even though many years have passed since the last time he set foot on this boarding ground.

Nabila sighed, staring at the heavy rain that flushed the earth when it was out of the house the weather was very bright, it seemed like water was welcoming the arrival of the coming who was crying in there.

Even like wanting to perfect his suffering, the LOVE song IN MY LIFE by Rossa melodious on the radio. Adding vinegar water to wounds that are still gaping.

Although the sky t’lah separate our love, I will slalu for you…

Love will always blossom in my life…

My nights without you are lulled deserted in a homesick ornament…

Restless in the chest to meet, I was powerless to fly there…

The rain in the accompaniment of nostalgic songs makes Nabila immediately thrown into the past, a time in his life that he still regrets to this day.

If only Nabila can turn the time around for a while, maybe he will change one main root that is the cause of his grief during this time is falling in love. Not to change the way it feels, but to change the way you love.

Nabila should have loved Ustadz Adam in his portion, not exaggerated and too hopeful in humans.

Because after a piece of the story of the plight passed, Nabila only realized if he put hope other than the ALLAH Azza Wajalla then all will be in vain and ended up disappointed.

If he admits he is wrong and lacks knowledge about it, understandably he was just a teenager who just knew and felt what love is for the first time, so like a teenager in general, he was too excited when he felt it. Allah may be angry and bring about such a disaster as a rebuke for him.

The dimpled woman occasionally glanced at Zahra who turned out she was also secretly stealing glances towards Nabila, who was there, like knowing if the situation is not good for the heart and heart of his best friend.

Their gazes met for a while, before the car completely stopped. Then Zahra stepped on Rem when he found the right parking space to occupy.

Zahra turned her head back when she had removed her guard belt, then grabbed Nabila's hand for her to hold, which was immediately welcomed by the owner.

" What heart? be safe? " His chirps melted the atmosphere, publishing a smile on the sad face of Mayu Nabila.

Zahra knew, her best friend was now tense, in view of the face and gestures of his body that pale and unsettled since earlier.

Nabila glanced to the side where Umi Khadija was sleeping quietly by leaning her head on her shoulders, then put one index finger towards her lips. "Syuuuut... slowly, later Umi woke up. "he said almost whispered.

Zahra instantly silenced her mouth quickly, then nodded in understanding. "how is this going on? you go down first or me? " ask Zahra again.

The two young doctors were still sitting in the car thinking, until a bend in the car glass made the heart of one of them beat fast.

Tok.....

" Astagfirullah haladzim. "surprised Nabila.

Seeing Nabila the shortest, zahra so follow." What the heck Bil, it's a shock so follow the surprise also because of seeing you!!" Sahut Zahra, looking at Nabila with one eye mocking.

Zahra then nipped one of the buttons to open the glass, which there was already a santriwati standing by holding a large umbrella in black.

Santriwati said his greetings after the car glass opened, which was returned with a friendly smile by the two.

" Asalamualikum." said the santriwati.

" Waalikum salam." replied Zahra and also Nabila together.

She looked at me for a while like she was fascinated by the beauty of the two of them, then quickly blinked her eyes as Nabila asked. " Want to pick up Umi Khadijah on deck? " ask Zahra to the santriwati.

The girl nodded wrongly because she had been caught wet gaping when she saw them." i.i. yes mbak." she replied nervously.

Nabila smiled gracefully at the santriwati and then spoke with Zahra. " Ra, you go down first, say that Kyai Abdullah Umi is asleep pity if he wakes up, or tell him to tell people to lift Umi Khadijah." tell Nabila.

" OK. " replied Zahra as she opened the car door, took shelter under the umbrella with the santriwati and then met Kyai Abdulah to bring someone halal to lift Umi Khadijah who was asleep.

Seen from the car where Nabila is sitting now, Kyai Abdulah is entering the house briefly and then out again with followed by a figure whose stature is so familiar in the view of Nabila.

He sharpened his vision which was blocked by the swift rain, so that he could not clearly see the face of the figure, which he knew was clearly male when viewed from the viewer.

No matter who the person is, Nabila turned his gaze aside to choose to look at the mosque foyer where the love between Nabila and Ustadz Adam used to start from there.

Nabila exhaled tired, then leaned his head back and closed his eyes, until the sound of bass someone made him open his eyes. " Excuse me. "

Nabila.............

Deg !