(REALLY) THE CONVERTED SOUL MATE?

JYT CHAPTER 67 - A Better Relationship

Virly is busy in the kitchen with a special menu. He wanted to make a good impression to welcome Kuncoro who would become his sister-in-law after marrying Berliana.

What a complicated relationship.

Kuncoro is the first son of Mama Hilda. Meaning Big Brother to Virly.

Then there is a plan to marry his adoptive sister Berliana, who grew up with him as a child.

Virly will call Kuncoro what? Brother or sister? Obviously this is going to be a complicated relationship.

But once God has the Power.

No one can fight against destiny. For the Lord must be the Good One who wants His people to understand the true meaning of life.

Just like Hilda. His days are back to normal and the household with Sapto is now starting to calm down as it changes itself in a better direction.

Hilda calls Gunawan on Sapto's initiative to ask for her son's Kuncoro's mobile phone number.

Gunawan was surprised to hear the sound of Hilda being loaded with speakers her speech in front of Sapto the husband.

Hilda doesn't want any more misunderstandings. He is no longer young. Looking for a companion who understands and can cover all the problems that come across, not as easy as turning the palm of the hand.

Hilda understood how much God loved her.

The love at a young age that made him misstep to get the problem of life runyam until now is a test that He must live and face with a sincere heart.

Everything has happened.

Time has made him accept the destiny God gave him.

A romance that ran aground because there was no parental blessing, a relationship that was too far to violate the rules of religious law and the state, making Hilda feel her life restless all the time.

Moreover, sins and mistakes that can not sustain his baby until finally no longer know where the Son is.

"Allo, assalamualaikum..."

...[.Salam waalaikum... Who am I talking to?]...

Hilda felt her whole body tremble violently.

"It's Me, Hilda! How are you, Gun?"

...[.Good. By yourself, how are you?]...

"I'm good too. O yes, I deliberately asked for your mobile number to Mas Sapto. My intention is to apologize to you about the last time we met!"

...[.Ja. I'm sorry too, Hilda. Sorry for all the wrongs I've done to you before]...

"May I ask for Kuncoro's phone number? What's... Does Kuncoro still hate me?"

Hilda shed tears.

His lips were trembling, his hands were shaking.

Sapto immediately grabbed Hilda's cold, sweat-soaked fingers.

The two eyes of the old husband and wife looked at each other.

...[.Kuncoro has never hated you. In any case, he admits you are his real mother. Which has brought him into the world with great difficulty and a gamble of life]...

Hilda's tears are falling.

Gunawan's remarks about Kuncoro further made him more guilty.

Remembering the early days they began to know each other because Kuncoro who often came to visit Virly every Sunday night.

"That kid is a good kid! Hik... Thank you, for educating him to be such a noble-hearted tough guy!"

...[.I'm actually not the one who took care of Coco from childhood. There's a kind family who took care of and raised Coco]...

"Thank you so much for everything. I.., I don't know what to retaliate with. Hik hik... I'm, sorry Gun! Also in my mother's name. Please forgive us all these very wicked and bad-hearted!"

...[.Nevermind, Hilda.. It's all over. And we're still going to keep in touch to get Coco married to Berliana. Do you approve of it? Will they bless their relationship until the yellow janur curves and Coco say kabul ijab?]...

"Yes. Me and Mas Sapto waited for that day to come. We'll be preparing for the big event of our sons and daughters."

Sapto smiled happily. His wife began to be able to control herself and speak fluently as usual.

His heart was sure, the relationship that was once bad and very painful was now slowly changed into a family relationship that was owned by God.

"Yes already. Please send me Coco's personal number, Gun. But if you're worried Coco's upset, you better call her first. Tell him, I asked for his WhatsApp number."

...[.I'll send you the number. But one thing I want to tell you. Sometimes Coco numbers are often inactive for even days. So do not panic if one day you chat him, but there is no immediate reply. Not that the kid won't reply to your chat, Hilda. But he was focused on his work]...

"Yes. I get it."

...[.All right, I'll send the number]...

"thank you. Covered phone. Assalamualaikum..."

...[ Salam waalaikum]...

Hilda clasped Sapto's hand tightly.

Sapto is like the wingless angel God sent for him.

Hilda is very grateful to have a husband Sapto.

While Gunawan is smitten in front of his work laptop screen. Hilda's voice that used to be very much He missed, just echoed on his cell phone.

"Hilda's...! Hhh ..."

Gunawan soon realized that he still owed a promise to send his first son's contact number to Hilda.

Immediately he sent and Hilda immediately opened it on her cellphone after a notification notification came in to give news.

Hilda saw the name Gunawan pinned, BROTHER COCO.

So all this time Coco was my flesh and blood. And I have absolutely no thoughts in that direction. Hhh... We used to be very close and familiar. We even had a photo together at an event at his workplace Mas Sapto!

"Ma,"

"Hm?"

"Papa still nyimpen photos I'm with Kuncoro at the family gathering company where Papa used to work?"

Sapto frowned.

"Looks still!"

Sapto tried to open a photo gallery on his phone.

"It!"

Hilda stared at the phone screen without blinking.

There was a ripple of longing in the clear of his eyeballs.

At that time they took pictures with the daughter and son of Sapto's friend. And he pulled Coco to take a picture. If it's not wrong, Virly was going to the toilet and too long to wait for Virly to participate. Sapto took a picture of the four of them.

"May I have it delivered, Pa?"

"certain. Would you like to take and print the picture, right?"

Hilda smiled shyly. Sapto knows his character.

Now he has a picture of himself side by side with the son who is greatly missed.

Kuncoro Adi Pangestu's. What a good name. Now embedded in the heart of Hilda's innermost heart.

"Thank you, Pa! You are,"

"Std... Don't say much more! We are a couple of husbands and wives who InshaAllah will support each other until one of us is taken by Almighty God!"

Hilda rubbed Sapto's cheek.

"Until the end of the day, and until we are reunited in the afterlife!"

"Aamiin..."

Hilda is in love. Falling in love for the umpteenth time with Sapto's husband.

His memory returned at the beginning of their meeting.

"Yes..."

Just then the young Sapto turned his head, a somewhat disheveled-looking woman called out to him.

"This. Letter's down!"

Young Hilda, who had just two months of childbirth and lost track of her son having to stress, depression leads to psychiatric disorders.

Hilda is being treated at Sapto's parents' Hospital. And that afternoon, Hilda saw Sapto drop something from his pants pocket.

A letter.

And Hilda who was not totally insane took the letter that fell, then half ran over to Sapto.

Hilda's breath gasping, made Sapto feel pity and invited Hilda to sit on a hospital park bench to rest.

"This is a letter. I saw this fall out of his pants pocket."

The shocked Sapto immediately glumly looked back at the stamp-stamped white envelope from the kangaroo country.

A letter from Gabriella, her boyfriend who is continuing his S2 in Melbourne, Australia. And that's their relationship's death certificate. Gabriella breaks her love for Sapto.

Sapto breaks up instantly, throwing all the flavor on Gabriella and turning to the pursuit of Hilda's love.

Patients with moderate mental disorders who are depressed because of the death of lovers who have tarnished their honor. That's what Sapto heard from Rihanna's mother.

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