The Destiny of Love Rania
CHAPTER 33 (THE SOUL OF GOD)

Fitra threw her body into her bed. He revives his favorite nasyid while closing his eyes.

‘Oh my companion..your morals are jewels to me...make me even more in love..’.

Fitra followed the lyrics of the song, her voice sounding melodious in the ear, no less melodious than the original singer. It turns out that Fitra has a good voice in singing but he never developed the advantages of that one, at most the sound of her merdunya just adorn his room and heard by both parents and also the maid.

Fitra is an only child. Born into a family of friends, his father was the director of Sakinah hospital where he now works. Actually Fitra could have been Head of Room (KARU) in the hospital where he worked or replace his father someday. But it's not Fitra's name if he just hangs everything on his Papa. He doesn't want to be different. She wanted to be like the other nurses, who started everything from scratch. Despite having worked for almost a year, Fitra still did not want to be appointed as Head of the Room there. He gave an opportunity to his friend who was more senior and more experienced than him.

While his mother is a lecturer who teaches at a health institution. Maybe it is already descendants of his family who brought Fitra to be involved in health as well. Although both parents work and career, but the affection and attention for Fitra is not reduced in the least, because in addition to Fitra is the only child, both parents also have a good understanding of Islam. Of course, it was found directly from Fitra since he was in the genre until now. Because for Fitra the family is the number one to be preached. The Prophet encouraged us to preach to those closest to us.

As his word ‘And give a warning to your nearest relatives" (QS 26:214).

Fitra again drifted in the glance of the song that he loved it. ‘Set always our initial promise of being united, happy to heaven…. ’Fitra opened his eyes, he immediately stood up and headed for the mirror. Looked at his handsome face. With a smile he spoke to himself.

“Didn't you miss your companion Fitra?”

Fitra laughed a little. He recalled the threat his parents had made last month. Threat of their affection to Fitra. They wanted Fitra to get married soon. They long for the presence of the little angel who will decorate their big house.

“Remember your age, let alone the one you are considering. Age is ripe, religion is so good. The material, Alhamdulialh is very enough? You are not ugly, newborn babies just know that you are handsome.” Said his mother at that time.

“Just next month.. Papa no longer wants to hear your reasons... You must bring your biadadri candidate to this house.” Papanya added.

Fitra looked at the calendar hanging from the walls of her room. Counting the days of the new moon. And Fitra believes both her parents must have charged for their wishes last month. Who doesn't want to get married. If asked is ready, Fitra is already who is born inner. But the problem is that Fitra is too careful in making his choices. Fitra wants her wedding later not just a wedding, but there must be an element of worship also in it, she wants an angel who accompanies her later not only in the world but also in the future.

“Weddings that are barakah..eternal marriages.marriage that leads to Divine pleasure.marriage that bears witness to the love of both people because of God.”.

That's a quote that Fitra wrote in his book. Words that he got himself.

Fitra intends to wake up in the third of the night. What's wrong with him praying Istikharah. Ask for a hint of her soul mate. If it is close, who would he like to be made clear? So that he can immediately pick up his bidadarnya it.

When a third of the night arrived, as his intention was this afternoon Fitrapun immediately performed his Istikharah prayer ritual. It starts with 2 rakaat, connects it to 8 rakaat and closes it with 3 rakaat witir. At the last rakaat he seemed to be given a clue about who will be his companion later. Fitra saw in the shadow of his eyes when praying there were 2 female figures present. The first woman was white, clean and shining, Fitra knew who she was. There's no mistaking it, it's Sofwatun Nayla. Sofwa is in the front row, her smile is so sweet, Fitra can not hide the admiration of the charm of Sofwa is so beautiful in his shadow.

And now, the vision of Fitra in the shadow of his eyes turned to the figure of the second woman. It's right behind Sofwa. The green-blamic woman was caught by her senses, the green color was exuding its own beauty, making Fitra a bit of a glare to look at her face. Somewhat vague but also seen who behind the green radiation. Oh. it turns out she is Rania Nazwa, the author of the book Painting Love in the blue sky.Smiles are no less interesting than Sofwa. So captivating and soothing to the heart.

Slowly, Fittra opened his eyes. Then he distinguished several times for what he had just witnessed in his last prayer. Fitra was increasingly worried, why did he see 2 women at once in his first istikharah prayer? The goal is to be shown who the soul mate, but after being shown it even makes him confused. Since it wasn't one woman he saw but two women at once, couldn't it be that his two-man soul mate?

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“Where dear, have you introduced the woman to us?” Ask Mama Fitra, opening their conversation that morning. Fitra who was about to enter the first feed of fried rice was immediately put back the spoon on the plate.

“InsyaAllah, already. But be patient, Ma.. Pa... give Fitra time to introduce him to Mama and Papa” replied Fitra finally, because he did not want to make his parents disappointed if he said there was no, not yet, after all, he had already gotten a picture of who he would marry even though it still confused his feelings. Fitra believes she only needs one more prayer of isikharah to choose. This time he was sure there was only one face he would see. Between Sofwa and Rania. Yach. Fitra was so sure.

When he was hospitalized, he happened to be working with Nia that afternoon. Unexpectedly Nia told him about Rania Nazwa. Nia said that the woman was looking for her when she had 2 days off yesterday.

“Iya Fitra, she found you... don't know why?”

“Masa’?” It was difficult for Fitra to believe him, but Nia dared to swear that she was not lying.

“She said, yesterday she lupan ngapin thanks to you..so she wants to say directly while nitip something tuch for you..” Point Nia on a green parcel located by Fitra.

“What is this?”

“Open. I where tau”

Intriguingly Fitra opened the parcel. It turns out to be a book. The book is again covered in green with the title ‘when love because of Divine.’and there is a small paper folded. Fitra opened the fold.

‘This is my third book. Not yet marketed Loh... You are the first person to have it..’ it is the contents of the folded paper. Smile expands in Fitra's lips, happiness flows in every veins. Although Fitra only knew Rania a few days ago, but he felt familiar with Rania through his writings that he had read. His words through the writing seemed to speak directly to him, he could feel the chemistry of the contents and the meaning implied from Rania's writing. So refreshing and enlightening his mind.

“Keep she said what else?” Fitra asked Nia who was busy writing the report.

“Ehemmm... want to know or want to know bangets...hehehehe...” Nia glared at Fitra who looked very curious.

“Serius donk Nia..” said Fitra somewhat pleaded.

“Iya.. yes. He said nothing else. After that he said.” Nia.

Fitra opens the green cover that covers Rania's book. He opened up sheet by sheet. He can't wait to read this book. It looks very interesting. When the first chapter was opened, suddenly a subtle knock resuscitated his heart. He glanced at the green gift paper and then the green-covered book he was holding at this time, he associated it with his shadow when the isthikarah yesterday. Rania in green, too. What's with the green? Is Rania... God's soul mate to her? If it is. Bismillah.I will pick you up soon Rania.

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