The Destiny of Love Fahira
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The Yasin tahlil study event and the orphans' compensation has just been completed, Ara is seen who is experiencing one by one of them.Today exactly three years his father breathed his last breath.Bapak Feryaldi,he is quite well known by the community.Wise, friendly, and good.Not only in his environment, even in his place of work he was quite well known.

In the environment of Pak Feryaldi can be said to be an elder, he worked as a security school where Ara ended his First Middle School.His stature is high but very polite, he is very polite,not far with Ara even though she is a female prawakannya was arguably high in appeal to women in general.

"Alhamdulillah, also completed the show"

There live some relatives who are still cool chatting and joking.

"When is Ra back in the capital?"

"Fum'at mas"

"Fum'at tomorrow?"

"No.. Next friday"

Prayoga Feryaldi, the oldest brother of Ara.Having a household, has two girls, both of whom serve in the famous boarding school in the central Java area.They live not far enough from the main residence.

"Close to Ra's house, if there's time"

"This is Allah, but today we are staying?"

Yoga also nodded "Mas came home two or three more days.Mba you are still held by others tuhh"

Yoga pointed at the crowd of brothers who were busy chatting.

"Where are you planning on playing or after this Ra?"

"I have a show with the mas school teams, Sunday night in the sunshine cafe"

"Reunion?"

" Yes that's how I am, Reuni Akbar three generations"

Ara powerless, her eyes continue to condense and she has yawned several times, as her exposed to severe sleepiness.

Some people have started to move from his seat, Ara also left the room, only the men left.

Actually it is not too late to go from there and sleep, it is still at 20:45 local time.Just in the morning until evening they have prepared everything themselves.Cape they are feeling.

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It looks like some people have just come.After giving Yoga greetings let them in, there are some paper bags fill their hands as a hand.

It seems late, very late but it's okay, no problem.

"How are you?" greet someone sitting in a chair Yoga.

He laughed discordantly "From the mas house, sorry just remembered there was an event.I came home from work at half-nine.it happened to be someone who reported so I remember"

"Who? Ara's been telling you through chat?"

"Ara's coming home?" Habit, not answering, but asking.

Regret or either keceplosan Yoga tells Ara's return, even though he knows the only person Ara avoids is him.

"How are you doing now?"

Hurried Yoga distracts the person in front of him.Yoga does not want to be the cause of Ara's anger if he knows he is flippant .

"Mas, answer my question first.Ara's back?"

"He's here, um?"

"Where are you, anyway,?"

"I want to meet her"

"I beg you!"

Questions and requests he continued to say many times.Hope and dreams he wanted to be reunited with Ara like her would soon be fulfilled.

Yoga exhaled his coarse breath, he stared giddily at the person in front of him.

"Mas I beg you!I promise I won't hurt, suppress or anything.."

"You can't believe it, you can be here later when I chat with Ara."

"Hem.no we don't allow Ara to meet you, but Ara herself doesn't want to meet you Reno."

Reno Prakasa, Ara's former husband who had been reluctant because of the predicate of mafia bosses.Preman insaf, can be called like that.Karna now he is just a society in general.

Ara who used to be locked up, suppressed, even several times experienced violence while being his wife.Trautama, maybe the consequences he had gotten from Reno.

Two men who until now still protect and follow Reno wherever understand the glance from the corner of his eye.Both hurry to move sit and squeeze Yoga.

"Sorry, this once" Reno lowered her face and ran up the stairs to Ara's room, knowing that Ara was there.

Geck..

Geck...

Tokkkp...

Without asking Ara who had just fallen asleep in her sleep, heard a knock on the door immediately moving towards the door.

"Mera...."