My soul mate is an Idol
Episode 20's

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Aya opened door , it was so obvious a young woman dressed in mini clothes was standing in the doorway.

Sitting quietly for a moment, she invited the woman inside.

Aya instantly stood behind the seat occupied by Tian .

"Hallo"

"Hallo, please introduce my name is Tiandra Wijaya CEO of this company, is it true that you are Delina Joon ?"

"Yes, sir, I'm delina Joon, here's my data and job application letter "and then hand over a few stacked maps to Tian.

Tian gives up the map to Aya so that Aya alone determines because his position as secretary and assistant 24 is not easy.

Need strong stamina, smart brain, attractive appearance, and good attitude.

It's all in Aya, the perfect woman .

Aya read the data Delin, she found a discrepancy why the data of Delin's self is different from when he recorded making a dress for her.

In terms of age, residence, employment history. But that did not make Tian refused him to become a secretary.

1 Year later....

Delin was still at home as Tian's assistant, while Aya was standing on the doorstep of the hotel to meet customers who ordered 10 dresses and 10 suits at once.

Accompanied by Tia and Nita, the customer opened the hotel door and greeted him kindly.

" Hello Rayana, huh?" rayana asked with a smile while nodding her head.

They had a long conversation that the woman ordered a dress for her future sister-in-law.

Even though they met once they were immediately familiar .

"Oh yes this is all I'm all size so for example greatness just contact us"

"Okay sister, this is very nice, elegant, luxurious thank you brother dress is very satisfying hehe" he praised as he looked at the details of the dress.

After that Aya wishes to visit the old city because she remembers someone's promise .

Today is exactly the date he promised, Aya did not expect more just want to make sure whether his words can be held.

Aya leisurely walks in the museum area, wearing the same clothes as she used to come with Namjoon.

Sweet smile engraved on the face, began to enter the museum area he even remembered the moment 1 year ago.

Viewing the entire room is still the same from the location, paint, and the atmosphere is still as it used to be .

Started to step foot into the museum hoping he met Namjoon .

Until Aya walked throughout the museum he did not find someone he was looking for, his heart was disappointed it was not that easy to believe the words of others.

It is true that the word motivation is faithful to ourselves because whatever the situation we just ourselves and better to love ourselves than to love others but we are not considered .

He was chosen to be one of the best designers in Southeast Asia and got a fashion show offer in Paris.

Slowly towards the museum exit, while looking back .

Suddenly like someone was calling her, Aya stopped her steps and turned around .

A sweet smile was engraved clearly on the face looking at a person standing across the street smiling with a dimple opium .

It turned out that he had come , in the depths of his heart he was very happy and eager to hug the man standing in front of him .

"Assalamualaikum Rayana princess" greeting her, Aya stunned to hear the assalamualaikum speech from the man in front of her.

"Wa'alaikum salam" she replied hesitantly.

"I came to keep my promise 1 year ago to you, do you remember?".

"Yes I still remember, do not force Oppa if we are different until whenever we can not be together" said Aya lowered her head.

"Now my prayer beads can tie you up" accompanied by her sweet smile.

Aya's brain is still loading what she means and what is real or just a dream.

"Do you believe in loving me because of Allah, and do you really enter my religion not because of me but because of Allah SWT" he said convincing Namjoon.

"Then what about your family, do they approve Oppa converting. I don't want you to move on faith will make them sad or out of harmony with you anymore "

"They agreed with the decision I made "

" I mean it by Allah SWT, you are the answer of my prayer of one third of the night , I do not promise but God willing I will take care of you, make you happy, love you wholeheartedly"

Aya's cheeks feel warm as if she's already blushing, Namjoon's remarks making her completely salting.

They decided to move to the park because it would be bad if it was too long in the museum.

The two walked hand in hand a sweet smile engraved on the lips of the two.

They faced each other staring and smiling ', Namjoon took out the ring from the box .

"Whether you want to be a complement to my life, when our happiness and sadness will remain one forever until God's mercy" his dimple is clearly displayed.

"I also do not promise if there will always be for you, but God willing I will try to be your good companion of religion or attitude. If I make a mistake, I'm "

Namjoon smiled happily as he wanted to immediately embrace Aya, this time he had to hold it until the penghulu said legitimate .

" Right, let me meet your parents Aya . I'll take my family to your house" he said in a soft voice.

Aya lowered her head, letting out a long sigh. His eyes began to glaze over but with all his might he held on and tried to smile.

Considering that both of his parents are no longer in this world makes his heart ache, when there is someone who wants to propose them they are no longer on his side.

Father and mother accompanied him to carry out the wedding ceremony in general, God has willed us as his servants to follow the path that God gave.

"Emm they are dead, we should go to the cemetery tomorrow" said Aya trying to hold back her tears so as not to flow.

" I'm sorry, I don't know . Don't hold back your tears, I'll take care of you here "he said and give you a handkerchief .

A clear thread washed down her cheeks, she was really sad because the other children were married accompanied by her parents, because they were the strongest bastion of children . But not with his strong sense of the fortress was not with him , mixed feelings ranted in the bottom of his heart.

Namjoon just kept quiet, letting Aya cry as much so that his heart was relieved .

"Yes yes, don't cry anymore wipe your tears"

Aya wiped her tears with Namjoon's handkerchief.