SYDEN MY LOVE

Chapter. 1

I repeated Bismillah Hirohman nirohim over and over again in my mind. As evening approached, I was walking alone through the town of Khimki. The cold wind felt like it was piercing my bones, and I was shivering from the cold. I received this jacket. My steps faltered and my legs began to shake. I stopped on the side of the road and leaned against the wall of an empty house. I closed my eyes and didn't care that my nose was bleeding. A bell chimes in the middle of the city street, announcing 9 o'clock at night. Yaa Allah, if I had the right to ask, my lips would definitely ask... Why do I need this? How can we avoid all this? O Allah, what a stupid question is this? I heard a faint voice calling my name from far away...

"Adibaa..." at least...".

As time passed, the screams grew closer and louder. Rowena, this beautiful Russian woman, my best friend is choking...

" hi Adiva...I looked everywhere for you and found you here."

All my words were stuck in my throat and I could only stay silent and stare at my best friend Rowena...

"Adiva, what are you doing here? My nose is bleeding and I can't stand the cold air.

"Now, let's go to the cafe and have some coffee to keep us cool, Adiva."

Rowena helped me button my jacket and held my hand as we walked towards her cafe. I entered a cafe with few customers. Thankfully we decided to sit by the window. We were greeted by a waiter who ordered coffee creamer and chicken sandwiches. We chose a window seat. Rowena took a napkin and wiped the blood under my nose.

"Adiva, you can't stand the cold but you insist on staying outside. We Russians are not as reckless as you. What's the problem, Adiva? "

I looked down silently. Rowena whispered...

"Adiva, I am Rowena, your bestfriend and business partner in Russia. I have the right to know what your problem is. Adiva, I ask that we always be honest with each other. Don't you think so? Where is the integrity of my friend Adiva?"

As I looked into Rowena's face, my mouth slowly responded...

"Bismillah, Hiroman Nirohim, Rowena, there is an Indonesian living in Indonesia who promised me honesty and loyalty while I was in Russia. It turns out he has thrown honesty and loyalty in the trash.

When the waiter heard my order, I glanced at him as he placed two chicken sandwiches and two cups of hot coffee creamer on the table. The waiter smiled kindly and walked away from our table. Rowena drank her coffee and looked into my eyes... -

"What do you mean, Adiva?".

"Rowena, we promised to be loyal and honest wherever we were. In fact, she herself broke all the promises. While I was in Russia, I always remained loyal and honest. ."

Adiva?

I closed my eyes and answered slowly...

"All the women he had relationships with gave evidence... Screenshots of their Messenger and WhatsApp chats show recordings of phone sex calls and even sex videos of me and Rowena. I always try to ask him politely but he avoids it and doesn't want to admit it and instead sees me as a possessive and jealous woman. I gave in and tried to control my emotions, but his behavior became more and more violent. Oh my god, Rowena... `

`I just can't stand this treatment of me,''

Rowena whispered as she hugged me...

"Cry, Adiva, my friend...If you want to cry for comfort, Adiva."

My mouth slowly responded...

"If I could cry, I would have cried since yesterday, Rowena. It is foolish of me to love or love a man who does not care or want to love me, Rowena.

When I looked out the window, I saw several people walking. Rowena touched my hand and asked...

"What is this man's name, Adiva?"

"Adit. His name is Adit, Rowena.

".

Rowena handed me a sandwich and coffee creamer...

"Adiva, let's eat the sandwich first and drink the coffee creamer. Then I'll take you home.

, I just realized that I haven't eaten at all since my office meeting this afternoon. Alhamdulillah, a coffee sandwich with cream and chicken, filled my stomach. The waiter cleared some tables, the wall clock read 11pm, and it looked like the cafe was about to close...

"Rowena, this cafe is closing. Go home."

"Yes...I'm going home."

Put on your jacket, Adiva. Please stay at my house, and tomorrow we will go to work together.

Hmm... Merci, Rowena. I have to go home, so I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. When we stepped outside, the cafe owner smiled and shouted...

"Smile, ladies."

We smiled and waved. I can't lie to myself, but Russia is really nice, even if the wind is very cold. Rowena looked at me...

"Adiva, if you are not comfortable in your mind and heart, don't force yourself to continue the relationship, because it will definitely hurt you. Be yourself, Adiva."

"I really don't know what to do, Rowena. Adit seems willing to change his wife, but he still refuses if I want to end our relationship, Rowena.

"Adiba, there is no other solution but to pray.Adiba, Allah will help you.

"Yes, Rowena."

I didn't feel like I was in front of the house. As I opened the front door of her house and invited Rowena into her home, I saw Rowena's husband Morgan shaking her hand from a distance.

"Hi Adiva, I went to your house to pick up Rowena, but your house was locked and the two of you left."

Rowena laughed a little.

"Adiva, I'm sorry, I didn't have time to come to your house. Insha Alloh.. next time I will perform at your house. Don't forget,... don't forget to pray. Okay, I'll go home first. .

Rowena hugged me and kissed me on both cheeks. A Russian couple waved to me...

"Assalam Mualaikum, Adiba"

«waalaykum salam, Rowena and Morgan... Thank you.''

I entered the house and locked the door to the living room. I immediately took a shower with lukewarm water, took a bath, and performed Isha prayers in my room. Alhamdulillah, after Isha's prayer... I, my heart, my spirit are calm and comfortable. About Allah... I couldn't lie to myself. I had two options for her. Either you want to maintain your relationship with Adit or you want to sever your relationship with Adit. All this time, I did my best to close my ears to all the bad news about Adit's actions and also turned a blind eye to all the bad realities that had ever existed. I have tried to maintain her relationship with Adit in hopes that Adit will change for the better, but Adit has shown a desire to seek solace in many women, and she intentionally commits even worse behavior. took. I wonder why...I lost respect for Adit??

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Chapter. 2

If I tried to talk politely with Adit, he would definitely evade me, distort all the facts, and even trap me in faraway Russia. Adit insisted that I go to Indonesia, enter into an unregistered marriage with him there, and take him to Russia. Yaa Allah, how can I fulfill Adit's wish to have an unregistered marriage in Indonesia without knowing about the existence of Abu and Umm in Pakistan? Why does Adit insist on unregistered marriage?

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My cell phone alarm went off at 4am, and it was time for my morning prayer. Although getting up in the morning can be a chore when the air is cold, you still need to take a shower and cleanse yourself. I had no choice but to jump out of bed and go to the bathroom. Thankfully, the hot water coming out of the shower also got rid of my drowsiness. Morning prayers will help i feel better. Hmm...I go to work at 8am, so I still have time to sleep. I mean...I want to jump into bed and bury myself under the covers, but my phone rings. I looked at the private phone number and saw that it was Aisha and that her sister was spying on the phone. "

"Hello, Adiva,"

I heard an Indonesian woman say, and I realized I was wrong.

"You're amazing, aren't you? Adiva, will you go out with my boyfriend ? You are a cheap woman, innocent and pious in style, but cheap in action. main character.

"Your dog, Adiva. Cheap sluts have no self-respect. She should prostitute herself instead of dating my boyfriend."

Slowly my mouth answered,

"Assalam mualykum. Who are you? Could you kindly and carefully explain?

Oh my god, his voice gets even louder...

"Your dog, you pious bastard, Adiva. Did you sleep with my boyfriend, the slut Adiva? You speak calmly, but your attitude is an asshole, a bitch, Adiva. How much did my boyfriend pay you, Adiva, whore, whore? "

Masha Allah, I felt like my head was going to explode, so I closed my eyes and slowly my mouth reacted...

"Bismillah Hirofman Nirohim, Adiba is not that low. Don't be so harsh. Sorry, but Adiva might know your boyfriends name, sis? What's your name, sister? ".

The woman screamed even more hysterically...

"Adit is my boyfriend but Adiva is a bitch. Please ask Adit for my name. You bastard, stay away from my girlfriend Adiva, she is a whore. You're a bitch, dog. "

The phone was hung up. Astaghfirullah al adziyimmm... Oh Allah, I want to destroy everything in this room, but it's no use... Anger never solves problems. I opened the bedroom window and leaned against it. The cold air coming into the room no longer bothers me. I still remember that woman's curse very well. Ah, this feeling of pressure in my chest... I want to cry, but the tears just don't come out.

Astaghfirullah al adzim yaa Allah... When will Adit change for the better? I want to call Adit and ask him about all this, but it's no use... Adit will absolutely stick to his habit of skirting and distorting every conversation, even when he's clearly lying. Oh, Allah... I'm lazy to go to work today, but I have an appointment with a client. You cannot unilaterally cancel an appointment with a client for no apparent reason. I looked at the clock on the wall, but it didn't seem like it was already 7:30 in the morning. Time passed quickly and I had to keep going, even if my head was a little confused with incoherent swearing. woman on the phone. Oh, oh, I should have focused more on work. Get out of the house and scream as loud as you can...

"Hello, Kimki."

Several people turned to me and waved.

"Russia is the best. Russia is the best."

I waved at him and burst out laughing. It's a 15 minute walk to my best friend Rowena's house. A house without fences with a beautiful green lawn. I knocked on his door...

"Assalam muaykum, Rowena. It's me, Adiva."

I heard Rowena's screams coming from inside the house...

"Waalaikum salam. Adiva is coming. The door is not locked."

When I opened the door, a delicious smell wafted out. It wouldn't be Rowena if her mouth didn't scream...

"Adiva, let's have breakfast together...I made your favorite iced coffee creamer for the dining table."

I saw Morgan, a Russian, with a good-natured smile and say,

"My wife Rowena is not only beautiful, but also a great cook, and she screams from the kitchen. Let's have breakfast together, Adiva.''

"

I saw Rowena pull out a chair and sit next to her husband, Morgan. Rowena kissed Morgan on the cheek and said...

"I love you, sweetie."

I add cream to my favorite iced coffee. Morgana said...

"Dear Rowena, it's unusual to see your friend Adiva bowing her head and looking troubled. Now, I have to go to work first. "

Morgan was seen getting up from his chair and kissing Rowena on the forehead.

"I love you, my wife Rowena. Don't take me first, come with your friend Adiba"..

"I love you too, Morgan."

I saw Morgan come out and open the living room door...

"Dear Rowena, it's time for dinner, please invite your friend Adiva. Okay, Assalamu Aikum."

Rowena and I responded to the greeting at the same time".

"Waalaykum salam, Morgan."

Rowena handed me a plate of garlic bread...

"Eat, Adiva. This is your favorite kimki garlic bread. I just put my head down, drank my iced coffee creamer, and ate a piece of garlic bread. Rowena whispered...

"Friend Adiva, where is your honesty?".

I shook my head. Slowly my mouth responded...

"Talking nonsense is annoying, Rowena."

"Okay, I'm not forcing you to share your problems. After you finish your drinks, it's time to go to the office, Adiva. I saw Rowena holding her jacket, carrying her briefcase, laughing and throwing her car keys at me.

"You drive the car, Adiva."

Alhamdulillah, just 45 minutes later we arrived at the office door and a security guard came to the car to greet us politely.

" good morning. I'll help you park your car in the parking lot.''

I looked at Rowena and nodded. I got out of the car and handed the car keys to the security guard.

"You're welcome, sir. Then, please leave your car keys in the office lobby. thank you".

The guard smiled and got into the car. When Rowena and I entered the office, an employee waved a piece of paper and said...

"Both of you are scheduled to meet with clients at 9 o'clock this morning. Please be sure to bring the files I prepared to your office, Ms. Rowena."

"Yes, thank you".

Wall clock... It's already 9:30, but there's still time to recheck all your files. At exactly 9 o'clock, I received a call from the office lobby staff...

"Our client has arrived, Miss Adiva. Should I take you to the conference room? ".

"Yes, please. I look forward to seeing you."

" thank you".

Customers will soon... Mr. Siden, a handsome Russian man with brown eyes, entered the conference room.

Chapter 3

Rowena stood up and said...

"Please come in, this is Adiva from my work team. I will explain later, Mr. Syden."

I smiled gently.

"Please allow me to introduce myself, Adiva. Excuse me, but so as not to waste your time...we should start now, sir. Syden. "

The Russian looked at me and said...

"Adiba... Adiva, I know you and I believe we have met.They responded politely, but... ".

"You may have seen me at an office event. If you don't mind, we'll start now, Mr. syden".

alhamdulillah, the 3-hour meeting with the client ended successfully. I got my files and laptop back. I felt like someone was watching me, and I happened to see Mr. Seiden looking at me.

"Adiva, I think I know you."

"Mr. Syden, I'm sorry, but have i really forgotten where we met?"

Excuse me...I have your permission to leave this conference room."

I immediately stopped and stopped opening the door when I heard a voice:

"Adiva, have you forgotten me?"

We went to college together. "

I completely forgot... Was Mr. Syden a friend of mine from college??

"Adiva, my name is Syden. We studied together at the University of the Philippines. Remember, I was two semesters older than you. I turned around. The man was standing in front of me".

"Yes, that's right. I went to the University of the Philippines, but I completely forgot that Mr. Syden is two semesters older than me."

Mr. Syden looked at me carefully, and I looked at Rowena. Mr. Syden calmly said... `

`I invited Rowena and Adiva to dinner. I didn't want them to decline my dinner invitation.''

Rowena smiled..

"``I would be happy to accept your invitation to lunch as a guest.''

Astaghfirullah al adzim, O Allah... Surprised by Rowena's reaction, my mouth reflexively reacted slowly...

``I'm sorry, but I'm too busy this afternoon to accept your invitation to lunch, Mr. Siden.''

I went to open the conference room door and was about to leave when I heard Mr. Siden say this.

"Is it appropriate to decline a client's invitation to lunch, Adiva? Adiva, your refusal is very polite."

God, my head feels like it's going to explode when I hear Mr. Sidon talk. I turned around and saw Mr. Seiden, and both of us held back our emotions. With a friendly smile and a deep voice, I answered...

"I apologize if my words or behavior were rude, Mr. Syden. Okay, I accept your invitation to lunch."

"Okay, let's have lunch at Osterio Mario, Miss Rowena, and Adiba. I'll just go get my car, so let's go now."

Rowena closed her laptop...

"Yes, Mr. Siden.Please allow about 20 minutes for preparation."

Mr. Sidden nodded..

"Please, I'll wait here."

Oh Allah, to be honest...I'm really in a bad mood today with my Indonesian boyfriend, Adit, who is now Mr. syden It was this Russian guy, Siden, who insisted on inviting us to dinner together. My plan to call Adit was cancelled. Rowena patted me on the shoulder.

"Don't dream, Adiva. Twenty minutes have passed. Mr. Seiden is waiting for us to go to lunch. "

I nodded and walked over to Mr. Siden, who was sitting by the door with Rowena...

"I'm glad you're ready."

Let's go, get in my car.

The three of us left the office and headed to the parking lot. When Mr. Syden got into the car, Rowena opened the front door and gently pushed me into the back seat. I turned to Rowena and he whispered, smiling.

"Please sit in the front next to Mr. Seiden. I will sit in the back."

Rowena got into the car and closed the door...

"Mr. Syden, I sat in the back because I wanted to call her husband, Morgan."

Sitting next to you is Adiva.

God, why is Rowena bothering me even more today when she clearly refuses to sit in front of me? I was forced into the car and sat next to Mr. Syden. I closed the car door and fastened my seatbelt. I happened to see Mr. Seiden looking at me. God, I really hate it when Mr. Case sees me.mr Syden., I smiled, trying to contain my irritation..

. ``I was about to go to lunch, but Mr. Seiden kept looking at me."

"I know you're upset, but you're hiding your frustration, Adiva.''

Oh Allah, I want to get out of the car, but they will laugh at me, it's better to be silent. Mr. Syden started the car. I turned to Rowena. He was smiling behind me. I said this while suppressing my irritation...

"Morgan, I think I called your husband, Rowena."

Rowena held back a laugh and quickly called her husband. The journey takes only 35 minutes and ends at the Osterio Mario restaurant. When I got out of the car, a waiter greeted me and showed me to a nearby table. After ordering food and drinks, Sidon pulled out his cell phone

.

"Adiva, what is your mobile number?" .

It would be a pain to give Mr. Syden my cell phone number. She replied casually...

"I'm sorry, but I don't remember my cellphone number, Mr. Syden."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Sidden said...

"Mr. Rowena, please send me Adiva's cell phone number now.''

Rowena took out her cell phone and sent my number to Mr. Cale. Syden. Rowena said...

"I sent Adiva's mobile number. please confirm. Syden. "

Oh my god, I'm so frustrated. I saw Rowena smile at me. The waiter came to take our food and drink orders. I saw how delicious this food was, but I lost my appetite and I could still hear the woman swearing on the phone in the morning. It was very unexpected... I saw take my plate. Saiden looked at me...

"I feed you so you can dream while you eat, Adiva."

I took the plate from his hand.

"You don't need to feed me, Mr. Syeden, because I can feed myself."

Rowena said politely...

"I'm sorry, Mr. Syden... . Would i like to go to the bathroom for a moment ?

Mr. Seiden nodded and continued eating. Rowena took me to the bathroom...

"Adiva, I know how you feel about your boyfriend Adiva who is in Indonesia, but I respect our client Mr. Syden. please. Be professional as a career woman, this is Russia. A career woman who is stupid enough to mix up her personal life with work will definitely not be used at work, as she will be considered unprofessional and unqualified, Adiva."

I just remained silent and looked down. O Allah, please help me to be professional at work. What my friend Rowena said is also true, Allah.