The Destiny of Love Rania
CHAPTER 10 (ZAHRA PART I)

That morning Sofwa looked nothing like usual. There is a bit of brightness on Sofwa's face that usually looks moody. The long-lost and vanished smile is now starting to come back to decorate his face even though only a thin smile, seeing such circumstances makes Raihan and his mother happy. Sofwa had already begun to gradually rise from her turmoil. That's what they expected.

“This is thanks to the handsome nurse, son, look your sister Nayla has started to rise from her sadness” said Zulaida, Raihan and Nayla's mother.

“Alhamdulilah ma'am, Raihan is also very happy to see Nayla smiling again.”

“But by the way who is that nurse you mean?” Ask Raihan curiously.

“Name nak Fitra. Nayla last night visited the same angel-hearted nurse, gave her enlightenment” said Zulaida.

“Ooh..so wonder who the angel-hearted nurse Nayla referred to was” said Raihan.

In another place with the same time looks Fitra is busy writing a report. His hand was writing but his mind was glaring somewhere, his mind was currently fixed on Nayla. Gathering all his courage last night he was able to speak directly to the gentle-faced woman, albeit only briefly. But for some reason other than feeling relieved there is a sense of worry tucked in the mind of Fitra. He was worried that his attitude and manner last night was excessive and had a bad impact in the end, even though his goal was just to comfort Nayla the same as he did to other patients, no more than that. Fitra has been speculating many times, last night it turned out that he had been khalwat. He just realized that.

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In a private high school, a young woman walks in a hurry to her class on the 2nd floor. Almost all eyes were on him, because his sad face could not be hidden, almost spilled tears that had been inundated in his eyes.

“Destroyed everything” he said while crying sobbing. Finally she spilled her tears as she arrived in the classroom and sat on her lap, beside Zahra.

“What destroyed Lika?” Zahra asked.

“My relationship with Soni, Zahra..” Lika said while crying on Zahra's shoulder.

“Oohh... what chirai is destroyed?” Zahra smiled faintly.

“How do you smile sech? Your friend again sad ne.”

“Udah how many times I tried to advise you like this, ‘Lika... break up your relationship with Soni, because in addition to incurring sins can also make heartbreak’ but, not to mention, break your relationship with Soni, you never heard my words” said Zahra.

“But I love him so much. Masa’ because of trivial problems he immediately sentin me Zahra?”

“Means there is no seriousness in this relationship. We are teenagers, still unstable. Still want to find the identity, not ready with the relationship that leads there. So I suggest if there is still no seriousness it is better to end Ka, because the effect so ngak good later” Saran Zahra.

“But I already love Zahra..” Whine Lika.

“InsyaAllah.. If you intend to leave it because of Allah's command, slowly the love that has not been halal can fade by itself”

“How to do?”

“Get yourself to God. Expand worship, follow the study yuk same me. How?” haggle Zahra with a big smile.

“It is not that easy Zahra, by the way it is easy but the application is difficult. You can say that because you've never felt like you've been in love like I”

“Not tried yet said it was hard. There has been no effort. After all, it is not a problem that has never been in love or how to Ka, the problem is how we keep the love is not excessive and not channeled in the wrong way”

“I know how to treat your pain it”

“Where?”

“Yuk participated in the study, I introduce you to Nazwa, a Muslim who gives motivators in this school”

“You sure you can ?”

“God willing to try to change for the better. God will help us, there will always be a way Ka”

“I tried dech”

“It's donk, ntar I call brother Nazwa first huh? We make an appointment when to meet with him”

Their conversation stopped when the entrance bell rang, all students entered their classes. Coincidentally that morning the subjects in Zahra class were Arabic taught by Mr. Zaki who graduated from Cairo, Egypt.

After school, Zahra did not go home. He and some of his other friends, who were active in Rohis went to Musholla to hold a meeting. They plan to create an Islamic Motivational Training event for students in their school. Zahra as the chairman of Rohis part of his court must be the most busy preparing the event to run smoothly and successfully. And certainly he will invite Nazwa and a young ustad who will be the speaker later, because Zahra does not doubt Nazwa's ability. he was very confident Nazwa could be a good motivator for his friends and his classmates.

At exactly 3 pm Zahra arrived at his house. Beyond previous expectations when he entered the house in a step while saying greetings, a rowdy voice from inside the house was caught clearly in his ear. The fight is going on again at his house.

“Fucking basis, bastard, irresponsible, jerk..” those swear words came out of the mouth of a middle-aged woman who was none other than her mother.

“You're the fucking one, don't be the wife. What do you do? I came home from work tired but you welcome your madness?”

“You who do not become a husband, you who can not be a priest in this house, your mind is just your job, you never care about your family in the least, you can be a priest, there's never a time for me and the kids you”

“What did you say?” Papa Zahra was about to throw a punch at his mother's face but quickly Zahra repelled him from behind.

“Papa stop…. Don't hit mama, Zahra beg” said Zahra with tears.

“See the results of your upbringing with your daughter. How dare he oppose me. Take a look, his appearance became a village like this” said Papa Zahra while pushing Zahra's body away from him, Zahra could only be bowed.

This is how the Zahra family actually is, no one thought behind its elegance at school, behind the smile of tranquility at school that like no burden and problems, it was stored a little problem that can make the mind chaotic. But Zahra can hide it all.

Zahra is the youngest of 4 children, his brothers are married and live in their respective homes, only Zahralah who is home with his mother, while his father rarely comes home, while his father rarely goes home, he always spent time out of town working. Once home instead of missing each other but the quarrels that always adorn this luxurious house.

Zahra did not understand where the affection and love between papa and his mother first? Aunt Zahra once told, before marriage and at the beginning of the marriage of mama and her father including the most romantic and harmonious couple, almost never quarrel, never quarrel, they understand each other and trust each other. But now everything has changed, destroyed already that understanding, vanished already mutual trust, which remains is hatred and mutually curse each other. It was clearly visible from the look in the eyes of both Zahra's parents.

Seeing the facts in his family makes Zahra hesitant and afraid to live a household life with someone who will be her husband later. She was afraid that her domestic life would end up hating each other as it did to her parents. Why can't they love each other and love each other until old age? Or even until death do them part? Why does love disappear? Wh why? This is what Zahra always messes with. Can love be lost and faded with the passing of time and increasing age?I don't know….

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Seriate...