In the Name of a Mate
Chapter 42: Dibuly?

"My past mistakes could have an impact on the future. As it unfolds, perhaps many will move away and I fear that you are one of them" Layla looked at Qais who said that line with a look at the cloudy cloud that slowly spilled its weight. Light drizzle falls soaking up the barren ground at midnight. Making the air cooler and make a soothing lullaby rhythm for earthlings who rest from their fatigue

"I believe Kak Qais did that because there was a reason behind it. Just like The Devils thing, at first I probably thought the same as most people who know you. Just a bunch of bad kids, whose hobbies are making a fuss and looking for trouble. At first it was like that, but the more I came to know that there was a reason behind the name and your attitude like that, even if sometimes your actions can't be justified"

"You just need an outlet from the pain, right?" Qais heard it, he looked at his wife deeply and subconsciously wiped away the water dripping in the corner of his eyes. Since she was with Layla, I don't know how many times she has shed tears, something she has never done since the last time at her parents' funeral

"For the umpteenth time, I feel unworthy of you. I don't know what good I did until God brought me to you. Being with you is a destiny I am most grateful for"

"Do you know what prayers I often say when I remember prayers?" Layla shook her head in response

"I used to pray only when I wanted to, not because of obligation. And I always ask for prayers to meet you, it sounds silly indeed if I pray for the little girl I met thirteen years ago"

"But the truth is like that. When we first met in the alley back then, I thought God was making my way easier. I pray more and more and more and ask him even though sometimes someone skips every five times" Qais told me with a slight chuckle at the end of his sentence

"I've happened to hear, somewhere like this 'the only way to change destiny is do'a'. Because that sentence makes me often seduce God to be betrothed to you"

"In the name of the arranged soul mate even since man has not been born into the world, I ask Ila who is my companion"

"It was my prayer after the prayer or when I thought to myself remembering the creator" Qais said, making Layla close her mouth in disbelief

"But where does Kak Qais know my name?"

"Because when my mother called you back then I heard it, Ila"

"So, when it happened that night, it was too evil for me to say I was lucky, but I knew it might be God's way of answering my prayers"

"But I was lucky, maybe I wasn't thinking. But now I realize that I am also lucky to be loved like that by Kak Qais"

"Then you?" Qais asked back to make Layla raise an eyebrow a little because she did not understand

"Then do you love me too?" Instead of answering the question, Layla looked at her husband

"I'm sorry, I should have realized that..."

"Do you need words to say?" Layla's question cuts off Qais's speech

"meaning?" Qais asked back like he did not want to misunderstand

"Me too"

"Also what?"

"Sir Qais do not pretend not to understand" upset Layla because as if Qais deliberately teased herself let alone her face at this time must have been flushed

"It feels very happy, finally I can know if my feelings are reciprocated" Qais replied still with his laughter, it felt so happy that it was difficult for him to express

"Oh yeah, you know why the dowry is 99,500?" Ask Qais

"Because that's the only money that Brother Qais brings?" Layla remembered her dowry back then which was only less than five hundred silver. And that was all that was left to Qais

"If tomorrow we also go to the grave of Kak Qais's parents can right? After the grave of the mother trus there"

"Maybe, I haven't been there in a long time"

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The morning routine runs as usual, the former rain overnight leaves the morning air that feels cooler than yesterday. Layla's habit of going down before entering the campus area is still done even though Qais forced to drive her to the front of the engineering faculty. Without realizing it there was someone behind the black car who saw that and clenched his hands

"Ila, you think Brother Yusuf is good, right?" For the umpteenth time in a week, Nessi kept asking Layla the same thing every time she saw her best friend set foot on the campus

Layla's answer will remain the same

"I'm saying this doesn't mean defending him because he's my brother, but I see this as a woman's point of view. I think he's a good man, his parents' upbringing was never wrong"

"Convince your heart Nes, Istikharoh first"

"But Ila, I suddenly felt insecure when I met her mother, why not tell her from the beginning that she was an ustadzah"

"You are not nanya" Layla replied casually without seeing the cloudy face of her best friend

"Eh, does that mean you've met?" Layla's face turned bright

"Hemm, I met you at the supermarket last night"

"How do you keep responding?"

"Obviously, he's a nice guy"

"Even if that means he has accepted. Just convince your heart to accept him" replied Layla by circulating her gaze around

"Nes, may you please anterin my bag until class, I want to go to the bathroom jerkily" Nessi nodded and walked in the opposite direction

When she was done with her business, Layla intended to open the bathroom door but just stepped out, she was surprised that someone had flushed her body with water

"His appearance was a holy pretentious, her behavior was nothing more than a seductress" the man's lips made Layla look up

He turned his memory when the familiar face went into his head, he remembered now, his name was Queen, he was known as a prima donna in the faculty of business. While the two people standing at the back, he did not know at all

"You mean what did you say like that?" Layla asked with a slightly quivering tone. Not because of fear but because of a little cold due to his wet body

"Don't pretend to be your fool, what's your goal in approaching Qais hah?" Without feeling the Queen pulled Layla's hijab to almost miss if not detained the girl

"Listen carefully to the saintly pretender, Qais is mine, only me and what is mine will never belong to anyone else"

"PLAKK"