Aqila Love Story's
Season 2 Chapter 20

“May tonight be the last night for me to cry.” ~Aqila Kanaira Princess Cullen~

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The night wind is able to wave leaves on tree branches, the curtains in the room also move. The dangling hair child was seen swinging along beautifully covering part of his face. Tears flowed freely on both cheeks. Even the cold of the night did not make him move to get into the room.

Right now all he wants is one thing: calmness. He has given everything to God but why the pain in his heart still stabs. Not because he was left married but because his best friend did not believe in him. Even to the point of putting a foul word on him this. Is that how he is before Rossa's eyes.

Remembering what happened a few hours ago made her cry again. He had been holding back so as not to cry on the way home. But somehow when he got home and went into the tear room he could not hold anymore.

Let him cry tonight, asking God that tomorrow he may begin without tears. Tired for sure, sick yes, disappointed especially but for the sake of friends nothing can make us angry at them. Even if it hurts our own hearts. Really no?

The sound of knocking on the door did not break Aqila's daydream. Aqila remained silent in the balcony seat. Even without blankets and hijabs. He only wears sleeping pajamas and his hair is unraveled.

The rubbing on his head made him look up. His brother Adel was right next to him. Immediately Aqila squandered the brother's hug. Yeah maybe he needs a hug right now. He cried, but without saying anything. Adel himself did not want to force his sister to talk to him.

“Cry dear if it makes you calm,” said Adel slowly.

Aqila still continued to cry even to the hiccups. For almost 30 minutes she cried and eventually the crying subsided. Aqila broke her embrace and wiped the tears in her eyes.

“Listen to sister La,” pinta Adel.

Aqila looked up at the sister's face.

“So I may not know how to be in your position, baby. But what you know is that God will not give us more tests than we can. If now God tests you through your friends and loved ones believe that someday there will be wisdom behind all this. It could even be that God is telling you if he is not the man you are dating,” exclaimed Adel.

Aqila was silent. Waiting for the next big brother's speech.

“Now what you have to do is sincere and steadfast. Keep everything as it is, baby. Let's just say this test is a seasoning of flavoring gravel for your life. Your life is only once a pity so enjoy our lives as long as we are still given the pleasure of breathing with god.”

“Iya kak,” says Aqila opens her voice.

“Smart child. Come on now come in and rest. At 3 o'clock you wake up for tahajud. Ask Allah and confide in him for what you should do next,” said Adel.

The two women went inside. And Aqila closed the balcony door and the curtain. Aqila herself lay in bed and put on her blanket to cover her body.

“Do not forget to pray.”

Cup.

Adel kissed Aqila on the forehead and said his greetings while closing the door of Aqila's room. After Adel's departure, Aqila stared at the ceiling of her room. The brother's words rang in his head.

Over time his tired eyes began to close and wade through beautiful dreams.

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A handsome man was contemplating while leaning on the side of the bed. The man closed his eyes to repeat the incident a few hours ago.

The woman's voice was firm. Eyes full of sadness and disappointment. Even the frail body that needed a hug was reflected in his eyes.

Khali's been made crazy, how can he be made to think with just one girl. Even in his whole life he's never been like this. This is her first time. It seemed like he had to hurriedly ask his majesty the king who was none other than his brother.

Dizziness, indecision and doubt all decorate on his face. This is, after all, the first thing for a Khali to a girl. Khali walked towards the bathroom and took ablution. After that he rested his tired body in bed and started flying the cotton island. Dreams that are only temporary illusions.

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In the bridal chamber.

Rossa sat quietly pensively on the sofa in her room. The woman has not changed her clothes. His mind was on his best friend.

He felt disappointed and regretful for hurting his best friend. But all of that was closed by remembering the chatter of the two of them. His name alone stubborn people want to be selfish and win by themselves.

Rossa still blames Aqila's presence, because she had to fight with her husband on the first night. It seems love has changed Rossa's entire life. A friend he loves can turn into an enemy when he is angry and jealous.

Rossa's daydream stopped because of the sound of the door being opened.

Chequek.

Rey gushed herself and went into the room. The smell of alcohol inside him made Rossa who was in the room smell this pungent aroma.

“Mas drunk anyway,” says Rossa.

Rossa approached wanting to help her husband change clothes but his hand was immediately brushed off by Rey.

“Do not touch me,” hardik Rey.

“Why mas? We are not husband and wife. Naturally dong I hold you,” said Aqila.

“Unfortunately in your dream. Never get close to me and remember I don't love you,” circus Rey.

The man immediately staggered towards the bathroom. Maybe he was drunk but he was conscious. Rey took off her clothes and cleaned her face. He came out of the bathroom wearing only a bathrobe and immediately took his nightgown.

Rey didn't look at Rossa at all, and she didn't even want to help Rossa change clothes. Rey immediately went back in to change clothes. After he finished he walked slowly towards the bed and closed his eyes.

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Rey is tired. He also wants to see Aqila tomorrow. His mind was fixed on Qila alone tonight. She wanted to leave but because of the threat of her mother she couldn't budge.

Rossa herself clenched her hands as she saw Rey growing more and more indifferent to her. A furious glint in his eyes saw even his hatred for Aqila began to grow. Rossa felt that she had been lied to and betrayed by her best friend. He could only believe what he saw without knowing what was happening.

“Review until you take Rey from me. I hate you,” growled Rossa in heart.

Rossa walked towards the dresser. He began to clean his face violently and quickly. He hated, was angry and wanted to vent on Aqila but he held it. He remembered once Aqila's slap on his face was very hard. He thought his cheeks would be red. And sure enough when the make up was erased on his face looks hand stamp on his cheek.

He walked by stomping his feet towards the bathroom. When he finished, he lay on the bed next to Rey. He looked at the man's face and wanted to touch him. But he doesn't dare, Rossa is afraid Rey will be mad at him. And inevitably Rossa chose to close her eyes.

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