Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 14: If a Mate, Our Prayer Is Faithful

Your past is a part of life that cannot be separated." Rey looked deeper into Asma, convincing the girl of the seriousness she had. "Married to me, Asma. Be Reyhan Aditya's wife. Are you ready?"

Rey's earnestness, making Asma speechless. The heart refuses, but the mind accepts. What the hell's going on? Why become a sense of tightness in anxiety. After the honesty was revealed, in fact the man remained on his decision.

But will everything be good? What if the past comes back. Can Rey forget the truth about her flaws? Dilemmas. On one hand, he was moved by the man's treatment, but fear shackled the body.

Rey's gaze was so sad. Can't escape, let alone escape reality. "I accept, but if you ask me to be a wife in front of my parents. My honesty, don't shake your decision. Then, I won't change my decision either."

It feels so relieving. The reception sounds beautiful like a symphony of nature. Without delaying any more, Rey pinned her choice ring to Asthma's ring finger. The village girl who will be a companion for the rest of her life.

"Both your parents, they already know and I've asked permission to edit you." Rey stared at Asma, occasionally glancing at the hand she still held. "Prepare. We're getting married today, right after the ashar prayer."

Deg. What the fuck? Just proposed, then just got married. Is that guy sane? Asma shook her head unable to understand the contents of a Reyhan's mind. It's really confusing, like repeatedly kneading bread dough.

"Honored master. The stars are still in the sky, and shine when night falls. Then, why is your fantasy beyond me being a novelist?" ask Asma while releasing her hand from Rey's grasp.

Rey does not care about the proverbs or proverbs that exist in this world because at this time. He only knows one thing. Asthma will be his wife. That's what Bagas said. The village girl did not look at treasures, let alone looks. But just want certainty.

In fact, every woman in the world only wants certain things from their future priest. Not a sweet promise, let alone a boneless prank. Who wants to live with nonsense? There aren't. Just once, there was one man who set the heart without a doubt. So maybe it's a way of life.

Asma thought, Rey's speech was just a joke. At first, he felt calm until the man took him away from home. Who would have thought, the prospective husband took him to a hotel that turned out to have been booked specifically.

Hotel Patra was Rey's choice, but the one who set everything up was Bagas. Her enthusiastic best friend made a lightning marriage arrangement. Not only the man because both Asthma parents took part in giving advice and also rejoiced.

Rey delivers Asma to the room that will be the girl's place to prepare. Where in there, the fairies and fashion organizers have stayed. Hotel room number fifteen was in plain sight. Again, the village girl.

"Asma, I know this is sudden." Rey sighed, realizing her over-attitude. "Think once more, if your heart objected. I'm not going to forbid you to cancel our marriage. Only one thing I wish for, just once open your heart to me."

Not just trying to convince. Rey insists on keeping her heart and giving her freedom. Honestly, there was a fear that continued to gnaw at his heart. But when did that fear become his?

Blowing wind that drives away the heat. Her heart was drowning in the beauty of the word that washed away. Let nature decide. Fate and soul mate who will be the life of the future. Both separated.

Asthma enters the room, while Rey walks down the hallway. Her footsteps were so light, the entire burden that had been bothersome for the past week simply disappeared. All good, and nothing to worry about anymore.

His arrival was warmly welcomed by Bagas. Where his best friend just finished arranging the decoration. "Assalamu'alaikum, Rey. How's everything, all right?"

"Vaalaikumsalam. Thank God, Asthma is in her room. Is all the preparation done?" ask back Rey warmly welcomes the hand of the friend.

For a moment, the two hugged to share the happiness that became a new spirit and hope. Warm embrace of the sense of brother, well indeed they both have become brothers. Although not blood. Bagas quits the hug, and invites Rey to sit on the sofa in the waiting room.

Enthusiastic eyes looked at him trying to find out. Is happiness real, or just for status. Rey realized, Bagas is very caring for Asthma. Not as a friend, but as an older brother who betroth his sister to his confidant.

"Do I have to put my signature on the stamp?" sindir Rey made Bagas laugh, "I will not play with sacred relationships. It's purely my decision, if you doubt. Take Asthma away, and never come back."

Convincing the person is like questioning self-doubt. Subconsciously, people ask back with the same question. In fact it is only the result of a reaction of the merging of emotions and the path of the mind.

Bagas patted Rey on the shoulder, "Bro, there are times when we are stubborn. As long as I know, Asthma can deal with her own problems. I'm not worried about that, but that doesn't mean you can simplify everything. Be a responsible husband."

"You know, women are the most complicated creatures. They say, simple woman, but basically. Every woman always put emotions first, feelings that cannot be described. Unlike us, as a man who always prioritizes reason. You know, what I mean?"

Is correct. However, he does not want to be a husband who has dominance. Let life teach the meaning of relationships in emotions that have reason. Time passes so fast. The sound of Adzan Ashar sounded so sweet. For some reason, it felt so soothing to his heart.

Rey embarks on a divine destiny. Not just about feelings. He wants God to celebrate a marriage that will take place some time. In his quiet room with the afternoon sunshine breaking through the bedroom window. The man was bowing before the Creator.

Ashar prayers are different than usual. After the greeting, Rey cupped both hands shut her eyes trying to release all the burdens of life. "O Allah, forgive me my sins. Guide the servant to step forward to fulfill the nature of a man on this earth. Ridhoilah our sacred pledge. If Asma bint Rashid is my soul mate. Let me love him for you."

"Amiin," Asthma assures the do'a that she proposes, then wash the face with the hand that is now decorated with beautiful henna.

Both pray without knowing. If their little hopes soar flying toward the Creator.

Love is not about words. Except for the divine decree. When God does not bring prayer together in the Bible. So fate is not a match. Every human being is created in pairs. Believe this. The soul mate will not be changed.