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Grabbing Restu 3

" yes yes brother knows, Alhamdulillah, sister brother sister at the same attention brother. Thanks to ya." Zaki looked at his dear sister with a shady smile from his lips.

"Now sleep, it's night. Later if caught umi scolded. Brother's fine, don't worry." 

" Okay, let's go back to the room, brother. Asalamualaikum."

" Satellas." Reply Zaki smiled looking at the back of the brother who was covered with his wide hijab.

Zaki exhaled deeply, there was a heavy burden that made his chest tight to breathe. His encounter with Sahira further creates a wound in his heart, the shadow of the face of the shady ayu belonging to the idol girl increasingly tormenting his mind.

'Did you also feel what I now feel Sahira? Why does it feel like this sick to let go. May you also always worship what I say, forgive me Sahira if I am selfish who still hope your heart belongs to me, while maybe this body will belong to someone else.' Zaki's mind is increasingly tormented. His eyes could not be closed even though drowsiness had afflicted him.

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Sahira was silent looking at the night sky filled with stars behind the window of her room, the girl beraras ayu was trying to strengthen her heart, so that the heartbreak that was felt no longer makes her weak, so that her heartbreak would not be broken, but it makes her a tough and strong woman. The desire to change for the better is getting stronger and faster in order to be worthy of being a companion of a Zaki or anyone else, Sahira only hopes, will be met with a good soul mate and his religion. Sahira recalls the last time she met Zaki, who decided to end the story without blessing, which really hurt her heart. But what power.

'When you decide to live without me, thank you. Believe me, it never crossed my heart trying to forget you. Although all the stories about us are different, I still play the same character, as someone like before you got hurt. I still love you even though you no longer love me and choose to go with your parents.

I still pray for you even though your prayer has been erased my name, but I still hope you keep saying my name. I still miss you even though your longing is not mine.

I still say good night to you even though your dreams have not crossed me. I still say good morning to your shadow even when the sun rises that you greet me no longer. I still imagine admiring the twilight with you even though on your weapon you've spent it together which I'm not.

I still live my days as I did when I had you even though I fully realize you're not mine. I must admit, deep down in my heart there is a hope that you and I will be brought closer by God. But I know that deep down in your heart you have the same hope, even though it is no longer the same. You've been together with the choice of parental blessing.

I see, maybe my happiness and your happiness are not on the same line, maybe my destiny and your destiny are not to live together under the same roof. Even though it was the same but not forever.

Right now, I've really broadened my chest. Because, if leaving me can make your smile more beautiful, there's no reason I wouldn't let you do it. Your happiness is my desire, my sadness is not your responsibility. After you forcibly changed the plot by negating me, it would all be much better for you. I hope so, even though I really do not want to, even though now I am trained to be able to let go. In this heart, in the story I have told, you are still the main character in my heart. I hope destiny will reunite us in its beautiful way at the right time. I will not be tired of praying, raising these hands, asking you in every bow.'

Sahira dissolves in hope and shadow about Zaki, a man who is so difficult to erase from his heart and mind. Although the real blessing is not in the can, but the hope and prayer still skyrocketed for the idol.

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Starting today, Sahira changed her appearance, wide robe, long hijab, socks covering her legs and a veil covering her ayah's face.

Graceful, and even looks so enchanting, because Sahira has a beautiful body shape, height 168 and body west 53. White skin and beautiful eyebrows. Although her appearance changed nonetheless, Sahira looked so beautiful.

"God willing, mom's daughter, very beautiful. Where almost do not know this loh." said Bu Andini when he saw his son who began to wear a veil.

Sahira smiles behind her veil which is certainly invisible to her mother, Sahira further strengthens her heart for Istiqomah with a veil, inexplicably her heart really feels comfortable with her new appearance.

"Ma, I'll accompany Sahira shopping, Sahira wants to buy a lot of veils." Sahira sits her ass in the dining table chair in the kitchen.

"Yes, all mama also want to see the model, who knows can be inspired, Mama thought will also sell veils and also equipment for Muslim women veiled, and also, and mama has also made a gamis set design for veiled muslims, with a flexible model. Later mama will ask for herbal medicine as a model." said Bu Andini excited, staring at his daughter with a happy twinkle.

"Sahira want to start learning to eat using a veil, mama can not laugh yes! let it be later when outside the house Sahira is used to doing it and does not feel difficulty." Sahira starts scooping her breakfast and inserting it into her mouth, but with a slightly difficult movement, although Sahira has already pulled out a little veil, but still it is rowdy so that the rice in itself many fall.

Seeing her daughter still having trouble eating with a veil, Ms. Andini gently taught her how to eat with a veil without any more difficulty.

Sahira laughs and is ashamed of her mother, because she understands better, while her mother does not wear a veil, but knows how to eat properly when making a veil.

"Well, I'm ashamed of you, how can I? though where not to wear a veil, but the way that mama taught Sahira can eat right without difficulty again, even though there is a veil on this face."

"Mom's many friends wear a veil, which often pays attention to the way they eat. I'm glad you decided the right thing in your life, son! You deal with your broken heart with something positive, change for the better. May you meet a man who is better in his faith and religion, baby, inshaallah the soul mate is self-reflecting, wants a good soul mate, then fix ourselves first, then fix ourselves first, god willing the goodness of others will follow."

Ms. Andini never tired of reminding her child to be better again, always supporting her child to process towards goodness.