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SYDEN MY LOVE

SYDEN MY LOVE

Syden Adiba

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💚SYDEN MY LOVE 💚 Hope and happiness are slowly disappearing... now only sadness, despair and anger remain. No matter how much you try to distance yourself from feelings of despair, sadness, anger and selfishness, it still hurts. Although I was far away in Russia, I kept the honesty and loyalty of my love, but Adit blew away all the loyalty and honesty of my love with his camouflage. I am far away in Russia and Adit Indonesia. God, I'm trying to avert my ears and eyes… Amidst all the news about Adith's exploits, she is changing housekeepers who work at her mother's entertainment establishment. I scolded him politely and gently, even though he asked… Sir, I am facing two choices… keep a normal relationship or end it? I was heartbroken when I heard Edith's request... Edith wanted to go to Russia with me without the knowledge of my parents who live in Pakistan and I asked her to go to Indonesia for a registered marriage. Yes...will it be a problem if I decline Ada's request? How can I track an Adit request? Abu and Am always spoke with love and tenderness… Abu and Um are so happy that I am a trusted child of God in Abu and Um's life. Sir, I would rather be upset with you and your mother. I can't stand the horror of the women Adit has relationships with and I better end my relationship with her. I can't lie to myself… During this time, the destruction of my heart coincided with the destruction of all my faith in Edith. When I was very tired, Saidon, a Russian Muslim at the time, came to me and whispered to me. Adith afflicts you, but I am Cido who wipes away your tears of sorrow, I am Atiba. I've loved you since we both studied at the University of the Philippines. We parted for a long time, but now we see each other in Russia. Oh my god, the sedan is already on its way.. This is slowly falling in love with him. I saw sincerity and true love in Sidon's eyes. Masha ALLOH, it was Saidan who revealed all the lies of Adit... Adit is still married, the couple is not divorced, Adit does not work in a political party in Indonesia, but Adit is unemployed and lives as a drunkard. Have fun with many female performers in your nightclub. God, thank you... God, if yesterday I cried because of Eddie's breakup, now I know Eddie and I'm sorry. Alhamdulillah, God brought Rowena, my friend, my internal project team and Rowena's husband, Morgan, a psychiatrist. Yes, this Russian couple always. I was with me in Russia for five years. They both consider me their younger brother and are interested in living and working in Russia, even though I have no relatives in Russia.

Chapter 1 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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