The Incomplete Love
Leave Doubt
From Abu Muhammad Al-Hasan bin ‘Ali bin Abi Thalib, grandson of Rasulullah shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam and his favorite radhiyallahu ‘anhuma, he said, “I memorize (a hadith) from Rasulullah shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam, ‘Leave those who doubt you then take those who do not doubt you.’” (CHR. Tirmidhi, An-Nasa’i. Tirmidhi says that this hadith is hasan shahih) [HR. Tirmidhi, no. 2518; An-Nasa’i, no. 5714. Al-Hafizh Abu Thahir said that this sanad hadith is shahih]
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POV Thoriq
I want to feel sad, disappointed, angry with Qiara's decision to cancel her wedding plans with me. But in reality, I was happy to see Qiara's loose smile when talking to friends who came far from Indonesia.
Qiara apologized to everyone for the change of heart. I don't know how many times he apologized.
For Devan's friends who don't know our story very well, they sympathize with me even though they also appreciate Qiara's loyalty to Devan.
Dhanu apologized, Hanna was also sad to see me and Qiara not being united. So did Kala and Aira who hid their disappointment.
“Ay, Aira sad ... Aira want to see Aya happy.” So did my daughter.
“In the past, Aya hurt Qiara and Hanna. Despite this, Aya still gets a lot of happiness with your presence and Kala. Aya is also friends with Buna. The relationship with Hanna and her family is also good. A lot of people still have to be grateful. If Aya's fortune is to be a friend to Buna, then Aya will be the best.”
“Aya, patience yes ..” Aira hugs Thoriq tightly.
“In the Lord. Sorry when you came all the way here.”
“No, take Malika and Rafathar for a walk. Zee also met Malika.”
Aira and I joined the guests. We still make a festive party to celebrate the friendship with friends who have not met for a long time.
Qiara.
“Mas, sorry ..”
“Mas sad, but not angry. Instead, I do not want our marriage to be a burden for Qia. Let's go to your gang. I haven't seen them in a long time.”
Qia had already changed the wedding dress with a party outfit that was not flashy but still made her charming.
Aaah, but Qiara will always charm me. Her face was still as pretty as when we first met. His smile still made my heart beat faster. His soft eyes swept away the books.
While accompanying her to meet relatives, my inner self believes, “Mas will always love you, Qiara Anjani.”
The End of POV
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Qiara returned to the mansion after the party . After cleaning the make-up, peeling her cheeks with a flagship skin care that makes her skin look young, the woman returned to the bottom floor.
All of her children except Liam were gathered in the living room. Quite a long time also they are not in one room, full of jokes.
Qiara's memories drifted in the years they still lived together. If other teenagers like to be alone in their rooms. Not with the children of Qiara and Devan. Every night, after doing their duty they would come down and gather.
Just watching a movie together or exchanging stories. It is not uncommon to resolve conflicts. This living room bears witness to the warmth of the Devan Donavy family.
“Buna, here. Abby made a really good soda. Zee make cheese stick.” Hayyan got up and took her mother.
“Sitting beside Hayyan. Kangen.”
The military member of his high-statured home country turned aleman so close to his mother.
Qiara ruffled Hayyan's hair. Then sit next to his son who will be sent to the conflict area.
“Hayyan, Buna deg-degan nih you want sent.”
“May Hayyan, yes, Buna, brothers and Zee.”
“In shaa Allah,” Azka and Barran replied in unison. It was heavy for them to let Hayyan off because despite living on a different continent, the inner bonds of the triplets were so tight.
“Mas Hayyan has to go home safe. I can't work as a soldier anymore. Just work at the company Oom Mario,” Zee said firmly.
“Oh yes, Dek.”
Zee nodded, his eyes looking intently at his brother. “Zee will talk to Mas.” boss Seen earnestness in every word that Zee spoke. Hayyan and the others chuckled
“Buna agrees, Hayyan. Your expertise must be widely used in the company Oom Mario.”
“So Buna can nitipin Hayyan into Oom Mario, right?” Hayyan winked at her mother.
“What a flickering.”
“Kirain Buna does not want to be with Uncle Thoriq because they like Oom Mario.” Hayyan teased Bunanya.
“Ya Allah. Don't divert the conversation. Yes, Buna can nitip to Oom Mario. Btw make no mistake, indeed you think Buna can not follow you to the conflict area?”
“Buna!” The six children Qiara immediately shouted. They understand very well if his mother already has the will, it must be realized.
“There is an age limit to get there.” Azka's voice sounded worried.
“Daddy and Buna are donors to the humanitarian mission of building waterways and schools in many countries of the world to the third ..” Abby said softly.
Qiara nodded with a triumphant smile.
“Buna stay phone acquaintance Buna in military command center, ask you where. Cuz, Buna can request a visit. If necessary Donavy Foundation open a branch there.”
Hayyan squirms in front of Bunanya.
“Please, Buna, no. There were no soldiers whose mothers went to the place of duty. Please Buna ..”
“Zee also join Buna?”
“What?” Qiara. Hayyan silently winked towards Zee.
“Why Mas Hayyan? Anyway Mas Hayyan must go home safe and cooperation Oom Mario. Buna if you want to visit conflict areas, Zee join. Point!” Zee Si Bungsu showing fangs.
Qiara stroked the heads of Zee and Hayyan who sat flanking him. In his mind he thought how to ensure the safety of his son.
The one person who did not speak that night was Kala. The pediatrician just smiled at the interaction of his sister and mother. He shortly went to the room.
After being satisfied chatting, the Qiara children entered their respective rooms. They have a week to be together before the triplets return to their respective countries.
Before entering her room, Qiara knocked on Kala's room.
“Kalandra, are you sleeping? Buna can enter?”
There's no answer. A few steps Qiara moved away, the door of Kala's room opened. It just finished praying.
“Buna can enter?”
Kala nodded and widened the door for Buna.
Rooms are decorated with super hero figurines from small to the equivalent of collection objects still feels comfortable. The masculine atmosphere with dark gray and blue colors mixes harmoniously with the warm mahogany wood floor.
There is a kitchenette in Kala's room.
“Buna want hot choco wear marshmallow?” Kala offered her favorite drink and Qiara as a child and lived in Australia. Long before Qiara married Devan.
“Bby. Our drinks, yes, Kal.”
“U-hm.” Kala then mixes hot chocolate. Sprinkle a pinch of salt to accentuate the flavor and put some marshmellow on it.
“His dark chocolate brand was like when Kala was a kid. Nitip equals Hayyan.”
Qiara. “When do you remember?”
“Walau Kala has not known Aya?” Qiara asked while raising an eyebrow.
Kala nodded. With his spoon took a star-shaped marshmellow and chewed it.
“Even you bought a marshmellow of our time. Buna didn't think they were still producing.”
Kala smiled.
“Kala, you want Buna and Aya to get married, huh?”
“If Buna asks that, Kala so feel like a child. It should be for the rest of Kala not even a time, yes ..” He said with a hanging tone.
“Mafin Buna.”
“Don’t. Buna don't apologize. It's not Buna's fault for such a deep love for Daddy. Once upon a time if Kala had a wife also a peeper who was like Buna. Bucin.” Kala laughed wide.
“Origin you are also Bucin .. if only he is bucin his name is bullshit.”
“Buna! You talk dirty!” Kala pretended to go to Bunanya. The two laughed together like before.
“When I had hoped to have a complete parent,” he said while playing marshmellow in his drink with a spoon.
“Culun yes, Kala is already an adult,” he added again.
Qiara stroked her son's curls.
“Maafin Buna, Kal.”
“It wasn’t mean to be, Buna. I will live. Qadarullah ..”
They were both speechless, dissolving in each other's thoughts while occasionally sipping hot chocolate.
“In shaa Allah, Kala will keep the promise to always take care of Buna.”
“Makasi, Darling. Wedding chips, so more and more take care of Buna.”
“Waaaah, Kala's soul mate has not yet seen his hilal.”
“When have never had a crush on that girl? Fellow doctor, for example?”
“Have a crush on girls but males. Far and jauuuh.” Kala chuckles.
“Not serious, anyway. It's only right to see you, Kala likes it. But don't talk about it,” again.
“Away? The Indonesians? Who is SMA?”
“Neg. Ah already. The Kala people also just like it. Not to the thought of how.”
“Who the hell, Kala? Oom Dicky's nephew, Fatimah? Which pilot is it? Must be him, right?”
“Waaaak? Very easy Buna nebak.”
“Maa shaa Allah, Kala. Yuk to Indonesia, we ta’aruf. Buna is very fond of her.”
“Eh wait, Kala is not married yet.”
“Whispering! Tomorrow Buna phone Aunt Hanna.”
“Buna yes, Allah. Don'tdon't. Later Kala who advanced by himself.”
“Pret!” Qiara grabbed her hape.
“Buna please .. Kala is not sure yet, Kala can not menggelupain .. eh maap it Buna ya yang like that.”
“Kalandra Akira Thoriq's Son! Dare you suck Buna, yes.” Qiara put down the mug and then hit her son with a pillow.
“Buna, this is hot choco. What about his son?”
“It was also from earlier that you already screwed sruput. Want to volunteer?” Qiara beat her son with a pillow.
The mother and child's uproar made Kala's siblings who had not slept directly storm his sister's room.
Seeing her mother was hunting their sister, the Triplets immediately took each pillow and joined to gang Kalandra with a pillow.
Zee and Abby were laughing.
“Abby, phone Aira, say Kalandra want ta’aruf same Fatimah,” Qiara's decree.
“Seriousness?” Abby snickered, her eyebrows raised.
“Enggaaaak! Oy this triplets why follow anyway?” Kala who had only avoided his mother's attack now turned to take a bolster pillow to fight triplets.
“Buna, beware, let me free these three ticks.”
Zee laughing. Abby had been gossiping with Aira about Kala secretly putting her heart on Fatimah.
“Zee, dear Mas Kala, right, please shut up Mpok Abby. That's why he can tell a long story about Mas Kala and Fatimah.”
“No want! Come on Azka attack continue. Zee help with curliness.”
Qiara stared amusedly at Kala who was starting to get overwhelmed while occasionally staring resignedly at Abby who was already sitting on the sofa. I don't know what kind of gossip flows between him and Aira. Without
caring for the struggling men and Zee in their midst, thousands of scenarios about Kala and Fatimah flow in the talk of two women who are almost the same age.
A message came in.
“Qia, do we really want to help?”
Not for a minute, Qiara immediately called Thoriq to report on the amazing development of their child. Leaving Kala's room that was already like a battlefield.
“Yes, try Dicky phone later. Ask if Fatimah is still available or there are candidates. If according to Aira, no one has been serialized. Btw he now holds a jet plane, loh.”
“Maa shaa Allah. It's beautiful, accomplished anyway. Mas, inget no really Kala ever said he wanted to be the same girl as Captain Marvel. Duh-Moga Fatimah has a crush also the same Kala, yes.”
“Mas while W. A. Dicky. They're in a frenzy again. He said, there was someone who asked for the same taaruf Fatimah but was rejected. Fatimah is hafidzah loh, memorize 30 juz. And he's now a senior pilot.” Thoriq read a message from Dicky.
“Mas, there's a message from Hanna here. Yes, he also agreed that the same Kala. Just ask Fatimah and Kala. Btw we are not what are the soul mate-dohin Kala?”
“Everything depends on Kala and Fatimah. If they want us to continue if not what. No pressure.”
“Qia excited, Mom. We can be ghosts. Pabaliyeut is not our genealogy?”
Thoriq. “The beginning of the problem from Mas yes, which makes it complicated. Well this is Qia, make life more alive ..”
He chuckles and then dissolves in conversation until the early hours of the morning. Qiara's children had fallen asleep lying in Kala's room.
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Sorry I was late. Qadarullah family thor again in sick so must be a nurse first.
Last Friday Thor went to IGD, God all beds are full. It's sick season again. It could be because the weather is not fixed.
Healthy everything ..
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