Heaven on lara
Chapter 21. Make peace with the situation

Since then, Zoya's eyes have not been closed. In fact, Zoya is eager to reach the dream realm because all day, she feels very tired. Zoya just flipped her body feeling uncomfortable.

Finally, Zoya chose to sit, her back she leaned on the headboard. Zoya drew and exhaled repeatedly. Since Ghaida's arrival this morning, Zoya's thoughts have always been on Ghaida's words.

Flashback.

"Assalamualaikum." said Ghaida for the first time. "Getishalight." Everyone in the room replied to Ghaida's greeting. Ma'am Maya has looked at Ghaida cynically. While Mr. Rama who saw the face of his wife, he shook his head the sign that Maya should not act like that.

"I'm sorry, Sir, Ma'am ... If my arrival makes you uncomfortable, "Ghaida has just apologized, Maya's mother has moved on and pulled Rama's hand to leave Zoya's house. "Come, Pa! Let's just go home. I don't want to waste my energy facing him,"

Zoya breathed tired. He's gone awry having to put himself where. "Azhuu, Ma. Mama can't say that," Mr. Rama advised his wife gently. "Zoya, Ghaida, we go home first ... Please talk to both of you," said Mr. Rama who is not on anyone's side.

However, Ghaida was also Zada's wife. He deserves good treatment. Because so far, Mr. Rama saw the behavior of Ghaida is also good. Although it was not able to eliminate the disappointment that seeped in his heart.

"Ngapain has to say goodbye to him anyway, Pa? Not really," Maya's protest did not accept. Zoya smelled her smile. Bu Maya is like that nature if you do not know the nature of a person.

"Assynolajet. We'll say yes,"

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Ghaida and Zoya simultaneously. The two are still flinching to see the departure of Maya and Rama. Zoya cleared her throat when Ghaida had been silent. Zoya knew that Ghaida's arrival was definitely not without reason.

"Mdoc Zoya ... Sorry if my arrival made, Ma'am so uncomfortable," said Ghaida lowered his head. Zoya shakes. "Not at all. Is there something you want to talk about?" ask Zoya casually.

Ghaida cleared her throat before starting the conversation. "Sir, should Miss Zoya stay with Mas Zada? I feel very guilty because it is precisely Ms. Zoya who has to leave. If indeed my presence makes Ms. Zoya uncomfortable, I will leave the house" explained Ghaida at length and with a calm nature.

Zoya is glued to the spot, with difficulty Zoya swallows her own saliva. "Don't say it like that, Ghaida. This is indeed the life path I have chosen," Zoya replied feeling unwell.

"Then stay with us, Ma'am. Please help me ... Help me out of my in-laws' prejudice," said Ghaida, who began to tear up. Zoya jerks. He realized that Ghaida also had feelings. Feelings want to be appreciated and perceived existence.

Zoya looked at Ghaida guiltily. 'Am I being too selfish?' zoya wonders. Seeing Zoya still flinching, Ghaida cupped both hands in front of her chest and spoke. "I beg you, Ma'am. I didn't mean to be in this position either. If I may choose, I want to be the only wife of a husband. But, this has been outlined by God. I can't escape because God's soul mate, death, and sustenance are arranged,"

Ghaida sobs that Zoya wants to embrace her. Zoya sees the fragility there. Without feeling, Zoya's tears also fell as if she felt what Ghaida was feeling.

Zoya throws her ego away. He closed his body to Ghaida to give her peace.

Grep.

Zoya hugs Ghaida from the side. Ghaida was flinched when a warm hand hugged her. But when he realized who did it, Ghaida increasingly shed her tears. As she was electrocuted, Zoya burst into tears in her honey arms. Sounds funny, but that's the truth.

After the crying of the two subsided, Zoya loosened her embrace and looked at Ghaida. Zoya wiped away the tears on Ghaida's cheeks. Zoya smiled warmly, hoping that her smile could make Ghaida smile as well.

And sure enough, Ghaida smiled and cried again. But this time, her cries were no longer tears of sorrow. Rather, haru's crying and happy. "Sir, may I regard you as my brother?" pinta Ghaida pleads.

Zoya smiled and nodded. Without feeling it, her tears fell again. He had not expected that he and Ghaida would be in this kind of situation. "Can. You can consider me your brother,"

Off Flashback.

Zoya rubbed her face rough. In search of tranquility, Zoya chooses ablution. It would be better for Zoya. Not long after, Zoya returns from the bathroom. Zoya lets the rest of her wudhunya water drip. There is no desire for Zoya to wipe it with a towel.

Zoya sits on the balcony of her room. Reflect on everything that has happened and replay it in memory. Zoya let out a long breath. He got answers from his prayers.

Zoya picks up the phone lying on the table. She looked up her husband's name on the call log. Tut, tut, tut. Right on the third ring, Zada who was across there received his call.

"Assalamualaikum, Mommy?"

Zoya shook her head even though Zada couldn't see her. It's just reflex. Zoya sighed before speaking again. "I'll be home tomorrow, Mom,"

There was no sound from across the street, leading Zoya to check her phone screen for fear that her call had been cut off. But that didn't happen.

"Hallo, Mum? Mas Zada is still there, right?"

"Ha—hallo, yes. It's still here. So glad to hear you're coming home. Right now, Mas will pick you up, "Sounds the joy of Zada's voice across there.

Zoya smiles. "Tomorrow, Dad. Today, I must be tired. As for tomorrow's weekend, tomorrow's no papa,"

"Alright, Zoya. I'll come get you. I am coming, Ya Humaira," Zada kekeh across there.

Zoya chuckles and feels happy to see the person she loves feel happy because of her. "Yes, Mas. I'll hang up on the phone. See you in the morning. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

After Zada answers her greeting, Zoya decides to call. Zoya puts her phone on the table. The air at night feels cold to hit Zoya's skin until it pierces into the pores.

Zoya smiled at the star-studded sky and was illuminated by the moon night. "Mashallah ... What a beautiful universe your creation. Hopefully, this is the best decision I've made, O God," Zoya's monologue is hopeful.

Zoya chooses to make peace with her current state. As much as possible, Zoya will always be grateful that God is still giving her life and abundant sustenance.

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