The Conqueror of Love the Heir
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Having no siblings does not make Nayla lonely because for her to have both parents like Father Hadi and Mother Yunita who love her very much. However, that happiness was suddenly snatched away.

Hadi's father had a traffic accident and left Nayla with his mother.

Is Nayla willing and sincere to let go of her father? Certainly not the answer. However, all the provisions are written neatly in the book of destiny Father Hadi Suherman.

No matter how much Nayla stopped her father's departure, she was still not in power. He had to let go of the figure of the father he loved so much. Hadi's father was unable to fight against his illness. Leaving his only daughter and much loved wife.

Being left behind was never easy for anyone, especially for Nayla who did not have a single sibling. Father is a role model for his daughter, even though heaven is not on the soles of Father's feet. Father who will always be willing with all his might to make his family happy, make a smile every day and protect from all the dangers that threaten his family. Father was also the first love for the princess in her palace.

Hadi's father was a special man, a gift from God sent to Nayla. A guiding light for his little family. Now that figure has been gone forever.

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One by one the mourners began to leave the cemetery. The bright sun shines with the funeral of Hadi's father, today. After the ground covered Father's tomb was a mound of earth and flowers had been sown on it. Prayers have been prayed.

"Darling, let's go home" said Mahen heard in Nayla's shadow.

"No," a short answer came from the lips of the girl who was still struck by the departure of the man she loved so much.

"Rest first, baby. From last night you haven't closed your eyes. Tomorrow we can come back here, look at Hadi's father," a series of words thrown to his little wife. But Nayla still kekeh did not want to shift a bit from that place.

"I'm not going anywhere. I want to stay here, accompany Hadi's father" he said in a sobbing voice.

Mahen's gaze dimmed, as if Nayla's words were ditching her innermost heart. Is that what it feels like to be left by a loved one? It was as if this world was collapsing without any more fortifications to refute.

The middle-aged woman, who had fainted on a blushing wasteland, had been brought home by nearby neighbor Nayla.

The fragility of a wife's heart is most evident when half of her breath is gone forever. As far as the distance separates the couple, if he can still communicate, his heart will still feel peace and happiness. His arrival can always be awaited. However, if a couple has been separated by the fate of Allah Yang can not be replaced by anyone. His arrival could not be expected again. Only a prayer is offered in every prostration of a sholehah wife for a sholeh husband in Heaven Alloh. And hope to be reunited, in the future.

Nayla changed her position. Now he sits beside the red earth mound of his father's tomb. His eyes stared dejectedly, the crystal grains that had been caving the river fell on his smooth cheeks. His gaze focused on the gravestone mounted on top of the mound of earth.

"Why did you stay so fast with Nayla and Mom? Nayla can't be happy with Dad. Nayla still needs a Dad who is always next to Nayla. The father who always hugged Nayla provided calm and comfort, when Nayla fell and fell. Father who always gives strength with wise motivations. It always gives a positive mood in the morning. Nayla doesn't want to lose Dad. Forget the father who promised Nayla to always look after and protect Nayla. It feels like just yesterday Dad taught Nayla to walk, step by step. Teach Nayla to ride a tricycle. Learn to teach at every completion of magrib prayer while waiting for the arrival of prayer time isya. But it's all just a scratch in Nayla's memory and it's never gonna be erased by anything."

"It's a shame that it's not good if you're too sad like this. Pity Hadi's father there," as gently as possible Mahen seduced his little wife. While cleaning the ground attached to a black cloth that wraps Nayla's hair.

"Heard me! If you love Daddy Hadi means you should love me too! Because I am now the one who will be the successor of Father Hadi to take care and make you happy and also Mother Yunita!" said the handsome athletic man in Nayla's sense of hearing. Cupped his two firm hands to Nayla's cheeks. A little forced on the young girl to take her eyes off the red dirt mound that had buried Hadi's father's body.

Mahen tried to pull Nayla to her feet as gently as possible. Enveloped Nayla's slender body that looks frail into the arms. Unable to resist, Nayla is forced to follow her husband's movements. He leaned his head against the chest of the field belonging to the handsome man. A second later, Nayla's tears dripped down Mahen's long-sleeved black shirt.

"Strong! Must strong! Because you're my magical girl!" said Mahen while gently rubbing Nayla's back. "You will not alone bear the loss of our idol figure. I will always be there for you!" mahen's promise to Nayla in front of Hadi's father's grave.

While from afar the friends of Nayla saw the scene just now become a big question in their brains. There is a connection what Nayla with the man who once almost hit Nayla with his luxury car.

"Who the hell is he? How dare he hug my Nayla body!" tekkik Rahadian, who shocked his four best friends who were standing not far from him.

Desi shrugged her shoulders in response not knowing who the man who was hugging the petite body of her best friend was.

"Otherwise me! It must be the number one person who's clinging to the answer doesn't know either!" sahut Wildan's.

"The smell of this, there will be a heart that is broken in two," continued Reza, a young man who also keeps the taste for Nayla.

"You are the broken heart!" hardik Rahadian while pointing towards Reza.

"Enak. You are the one with the broken heart!" sahut Wildan chuckled.

"Followly, you guys are even arguing alone!" lina's voice mediates the debate of Clubs Marmut members who have no Nayla among them.

"But, I've seen the face of that handsome man who was with Nayla," Lina tapped her forehead with her index finger.

"Don't you know!" tejek Reza's.

"That's it! But I don't know his name. Just had time to hear Nayla mention by the name Om Galak!" Lina remembered that name.

"Oohh, the one who wanted to hit Nayla the other day," said Rahadian ber o ria.

"Well, this is a big rival of Rahadian's," Wildan and Desi simultaneously tease his best friend who's been burning a beard.

"Forward to continue to stand down, Ian! Before the yellow janur was arched the same handsome om it was!" seloroh Reza, pumping the already hot atmosphere more and more hot.

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