
Once happiness is created it will bring happiness for the sake of other happiness. Be grateful for the grace that Allah has given, for it will not come twice.
Its presence contains endless blessings and pleasures. Same with the ribs that were made.
It will never change and remain anchored to its owner. As the red thread wrapped around each little finger, that is how destiny speaks.
If there is a provision from Him then no one can disturb the argument. No matter how hard one lets go, if God's destiny is at work it cannot destroy it, unless it is someone who is playing.
Time will still bring and present what has been the provision.
Love the heartache of Ayana and Zidan's little family. The newly blessed couple continued to receive congratulations from those closest to them.
The gift came for their two little babies. Everyone who knows Ayana and Zidan gives the best stuff.
Not only from relatives and family, but many of their loyal fans who give the most beautiful gifts.
Happy, one word surrounds Ayana who now manages to be a mother. She has successfully delivered two twins, complete and healthy.
Ayana felt like she had truly become a woman. He has carried out duties as a wife and mother, a role that is not easy to do.
Too many steep twists and turns tread the course of his life. Ayana has tasted sour, bitter, sweet events that have befallen many years.
All of these are valuable lessons that he will never be able to learn anywhere. Although at this time his life has been much better, but the scar in the recesses of the heart still remains.
Let it be a memory that brings blessing and valuable learning.
Because the past is not so easy to erase. Whenever time passes, the pain may appear.
In the middle of feeling the excitement, really should be grateful and enjoyed as well as possible. We never know when God will give us that test again.
Never lose sight of the peace that is created. Maybe tomorrow the rain will come again.
That was what Ayana was feeling, so many wound stitches to do. She tried to hold her chest and give her husband a second chance.
He thought their marriage would run out just like that. However, in fact God has another plan, behind the bitterness that both feel the Owner of Life gives the most beautiful gift.
Hearts were present in the midst of their little families, and God was not responsible for giving them.
Two babies at once replaced Ayana's first pregnancy that miscarried.
The dark came again, after greeting the big family and close relatives during the day, now time alone again for the couple.
Ayana and Zidan sat side by side on the bed holding their two babies. The beautiful and handsome face of the baby looks so much like his parents.
Neither Ayana nor Zidan ever faded the radiant countenance. Nor do they stop thanking God for the happiness that God has given them.
"So, what's their name?" ayana asked looking at her baby daughter who was sleeping in the cradle and at her little hero alternately.
"Em. I've prepared their first names. To this handsome man I named Ghazali and... to the beautiful I named Ghaitsa, what do you think?" Zidan turned to Ayana for a second then turned to her again.
"Ghazali, Ghaitsa? Em, what a beautiful name, wait.. Why does it feel familiar?" ask Ayana, curious.
The husband curled two slits of his lips. With warmth and tenderness on that handsome face, Zidan looked at the life partner.
"Because that name was inspired by your name, honey. Ayana Ghazella.. Don't your names resemble each other?" said Zidan later.
A pair of Ayana soot beads widened, did not expect if her husband thought about the name of the baby based on his last name.
Ghazella, the last name that Ayana used as her first name to change her life. He had lost Ayana's name so that Zidan did not know his identity again.
But, again, he can only plan and determine everything is just God alone. He wanted to leave, but the Owner of the Heart sent him to his life partner again.
"Ghazella Arsyad, the painter who has captured my heart. I can recognize you as my life partner."
Zidan brought his body closer and gave a deep kiss on Ayana's wide forehead. The owner was glued with wide eyes.
He felt his heart go too fast, not because. Aromas that feel so familiar greet the sense of smell.
Raksis who exuded from Zidan's burly body took him into the past. The time when they first met.
Ayana smelled the soothing perfume that immediately made her fall in love. The positive charm and aura that Zidan brought about destroyed his world.
He who so lost his parents felt his life developing again. From that moment on, he became a slave to Zidan Ashraf.
He didn't care how Zidan hurt him, even gave him honey. Ayana still survives and becomes the best wife for her and hopes that her husband can change.
However, another mistake Zidan made made made Ayana aware, if their relationship could not be maintained anymore.
The baby that Ayana hoped for her presence so that her husband could change, in fact, had to leave forever. It was based on the evil plan of the honey and also her own husband.
Ayana can't tolerate it anymore and just walks away from their lives.
Until regret comes to Zidan. He was treated to the circumstances in which Ayana died.
He was utterly devastated and could not believe being abandoned so quickly by a woman who sincerely loved him.
In the end, time reveals the truth. Ayana, the wife is not dead and they can be together again.
"Darling! What are you thinking, hm?" zidan asked worriedly to find Ayana silent and cupped her cheeks warm.
The hijab-wearing woman shook her head briefly and grasped the large hand that was on her face. His eyelids slowly closed enjoying the softness and warmth spread there.
A second later Ayana gave a deep kiss on the palm of her husband. Zidan was transfixed, gasping with the sweet act of his heart lover.
Not long after that Ayana opened her eyes again revealing caramel irises that immediately looked at her man.
Zidan was fascinated, as if into the retina of the wife.
"I love you. Thank you for convincing me to come back to you, Mom."
The expression of the innermost heart of an Ayana is triggered. It was the first time after two years of their return together that the wife expressed her feelings again.
Tears dripping down his cheeks, Zidan was completely moved and happy to hear the word of love that Ayana said.
"Why are you crying?" ask the painter directly.
"I'm so happy, honey. Thank you for expressing your love again.I am really happy. I don't know what to do to express my happiness. I'm really happy." Zidan kept making happy words.
Ayana who saw it like that also developed a smile, also drifting in the feelings of the husband.
All this time love still boils down in the recesses of his heart, but Ayana has not yet revealed it.
Honestly, he was still afraid if he had to express his deepest feelings first. Because it was Ayana who first declared her love and in the end there was only pain felt.
However, after seeing Zidan's current struggle and earnestness, Ayana was able to reveal it again.
"I want to trust him one more time, may Mas Zidan really be the best husband and father," he thought.