" Yes I Can...."
Extra Part
Cry broke. It didn't feel like he was alone for a year. For fear of slander, harassment and abuse he decided to remarry in his heart there was still his first love the deceased mas Fitrah. The first love that became halal. Widi is still crying. Feeling weak Widi was sitting in a chair looking for a comfortable position.
" maaaass..."Widi runs to hug Fitrah. Fitrah returned his wife's embrace. Widi's cry broke to all intents. Then Fitrah whispered
" Sweet thank you for all the prayer you sent me, thank you my grave feels roomy and I feel full. I have been happy with your prayer, now think of your happiness and our son you should be happier, marry Farhan has long since he loved you he gave up for me, promise me dear...."
Widi was crying harder, her nose and eyes were sore. Squeezing his arms around Fitrah's body.
" Well I love you.don't go let's gather like you used to, my kids are grown up do you not want to meet them.hiks hiks.mas..mas...."
" Dear.I love you and love our son too but we can't be what we used to be, we've promised different mas you should be happy with mas Farhan mas not willing if you touched someone else...."
Fitrah took off her embrace. Kissing long forehead Widi lovingly. Then his wife's face. Widi stared back at her first love with tears.
"KAAASS...MAAAASSSE ...."Widi yells at Fitrah.
Huh.hah....Widi woke up with nothing to lose as if running for miles with sweaty temples. His consciousness and memory returned. Widi remembers her on the balcony looking for a good position and falling asleep. Widi cried again remembering her dream that seemed real.
Widi recalls how grateful she was to marry Fitrah, how grateful she was when Fitrah chose her. If Widi knew that Fitrah would leave so soon she would be better off serving her husband. Be grateful for having a husband and still being a whole family. We don't know who God calls a wife or husband first. While the couple is still alive do well if he has been called will not be able to repeat the time to do better again. There is only regret.
His consciousness recovered a second time. Rise from his seat into the room. Closing the door saw the clock was already at 02:00 p.m. Long asleep on the balcony, he thought. Widi went into the bathroom ablaze performing qiamullail (midnight prayer) again praying for Fitrah. After the Widi prayer always pray Fitrah now that is all he can do for Fitrah. Sometimes in the name of Fitrah. The last thing Widi did was perform a badal hajj (carrying out the intended hajj for someone who has died) intending for Fitrah. That's the only worship that Widi intended for Fitrah.
When Widimasuk went to the room he did not know there was a pair of eyes staring at him. Stare compassionately, lovingly and affectionately. He promised to make Widi happy and make her happy, to be a father who is always there for his son and wife.
Papa...? Farhan chuckled as he called himself papa. The one staring at Widi was Farhan. That night he could not sleep his mind was only Widi so he decided to just pass the Widi house but before reaching the front of the Widi house from a distance he saw Widi was staring at the sky and then crying. Farhan turned off the car engine staring at Widi from a distance. Farhan knew at the time that Widi must have been thinking about Fitrah.
