Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 71

Sinful Angel Chapter 71

Along the way home, Tya daydreamed a lot. The studies she followed further made her aware of the fact of her marriage to Bhishma. Although in series, their marriage is still the same legal and sacred marriage. The soul mate, sustenance and death are written in Lauhul mahfudz, as Ustadzah Farhana explains.

His heart kept wondering. Is his destiny really this good? Can he be called a match with Bisma who incidentally a good man and come from a respected family too? I don't know why he doesn't feel appropriate.

The car stopped in front of Ustadzah Farhana's house. Tya also dropped off with Khalisa. Khalisa, who was sitting in front with the driver, now moved to the passenger seat, joining Tya, in the seat that had been occupied by Ustadzah Farhana.

The car continued to split the streets of Bandung City. Tya again dissolved in his daydream which in a matter of seconds collapsed when Khalisa held his hand.

“Mbak, why daydream?”

“Oh, eng-nothing. Just thinking about cooking what menu for dinner,” said Tya covered the real mosquito.

“Kukira why. Don't be confused. I was deliberately misahin cooking and wrapped to bring Ma'am home. It's in the trunk. I asked Bi Dije to leave before being served for a buffet of study mothers. If you go-away usually want to cook it dead-end idea, hunted tired, right? So I deliberately wrap the rawonnya, it is complete with sprouts, parchment, salted eggs, the same emping plus the sauce. Portion can make eat four to five people.”

“Duh, how to get rid of gini. But thanks, you know. Your rawon was really good.” Tya praised as he raised the thumb of his right hand.

“Same once you haven't taken notes. This is nothing. I always remember, Mbak once bought me a meal when I was hanging on the streets when it was Mbak's condition was also not okay. Battered. But Ma'am still remembers to take me to eat when the sound of my hungry stomach rumbles. Remember not? When do we meet on the streets?”

“By pleasure. Ma'am often plays to my house, so that later we can cook together. Must've been exciting. You can also participate in the study again at my home,” great-grandson Khalisa happy.

Tya nodded thinly. While sitting at the study, to be honest, unusual comfort penetrated into his heart, never expecting his heart to feel an unspeakable coolness. Starting from do’a together until tausiyah is over, everything creates inner calm. It's just that back he was disturbed when he recalled the sentence in the lecture that read.

The soul is a reflection of self. Men are good for good women. And vice versa.

“Mbak, why dream again?” Khalisa shakes Tya's arm when he sees the beautiful woman in the shade again with a look of glare.

Tya turned to Khalisa, his gaze cheering. “Khal? Do you think I'm really a match with Mas Bhishma? Aren't men good for good women? While I am very far from the category of good women. You know for yourself what my past is like,” seems sad.

Khalisa stared back at Tya fixedly. “Last time Mbak was once wallowing in mud stains and actually I know why Mbak got stuck in the black world. Everyone does not want Mbak, everything is not the desire of Mbak. Not deliberately choose that path, but forced to want to choose it while in those days Mbak did not have the power of effort as well as me. But no matter how dark the past, Mba's future is still sacred. And why Mbak to mate with a good man, surely because in his heart Mbak has embedded determination to be a better human being, so that the path to pick up the direction is made easier.“ Khalisa grasped Tya's hand tightly, while the one held now began to glaze over.

“But, in any case, I don't think I deserve to be a match with him. But why, I even hope this is my destiny. Aren't I too greedy, grandiose and selfless?” Puddles of tears Tya fell from the fertilizer. Wetting cheeks.

Khalisa shook his head slowly. “Mbak very fast. Rest assured, this is the way Allah SWT saves his people who really want to change for the better. God does not change the fate of a people if the people themselves do not want to change. Never give up on the Spirit of God. Because the Creator must know the contents of the heart of each creature, Mother's heart is filled with love, do not hesitate to sacrifice yourself to save me so as not to fall. Not necessarily people who wrap the outside is good, have a soul as good as Mbak. Also, if all women are fixated on judging a mate only from the past, then no one will want to marry Umar Bin Khattab. And if all men have similar views, then no one will ever want to marry Al Malikah.”

Seriate.