"Share Love" 1 Heart 2 Ayesha

Chapter 43

"We're over, I'm going home now ..... All the divorce papers I've handed over to the lawyers so we don't have any more business, thank God I didn't get back at you about the drugs you gave Humairah."

Aisyah looked at Alif with a sad face, her lips pale as if she was sick. They meet at the house that Alif and himself used to live in.

"I'm sick, don't you pay a little attention to me? Sit down, we can talk quietly," Aisyah pleaded with her face.

"I'm here just to get my personal belongings, it looks like you need some rest" Alif said calmly.

"I'm sorry Alif, I regret what I did..... Can we fix this relationship? The three of us, me you and Humairah.... I'm sorry, I don't want us to end up like this" said Aisyah who had been crying, her face paled and pleading as she grabbed the man's hand.

Alif brushed it off slowly, he shook his head.

"I'm sorry, there's no point in fixing this complicated relationship, I regret having been carried away by obsession until you've also been hurt in a marriage that we shouldn't have forced, I'm sorry Aisyah."

"I'm so disappointed in what you've done, you can even make the same mistake with Humairah when she was a child until she grew up, even though my wife miscarried not because of the medicine you gave but you were intent on hurting the Humairah that you had been willing to share with. I have no right to repay you because I am not always right about this, nor am I just as bad. Let it be a sin that we will each bear," continued Alif again.

Breathing deeply then Alif continued his words.

"Let us be together, let us forgive each other and live better than we were together. Rest you're sick, I'll be home now."

Aisyah shook her head, "I beg you not to leave me, we can make up. I'll apologize to Humairah, it's a pity I want to fix everything, I'm sorry Alif, come on give me a chance I'll change and won't be selfish anymore, I won't rule you anymore as I have."

Alif is still shaking.

"I'm glad to hear it, you should be aware and sorry. But sorry Aisyah, I can't.... I love my wife, Aisyah Humairah only, you can fix yourself with your new husband later, you can change for the better not to be with me, let's make peace not to hurt each other again," alif said again.

Aisyah shook her head, she was on her knees begging and crying so that Alif would not leave her, but Alif still had the same answer.

"Don't you feel sorry for me?"

"You should bow down and beg God's forgiveness, not at my feet. It's no longer about this pity about my heart, my life.... I'll go, don't make things difficult, everyone will get used to it."

Alif left Aisyah regardless of the woman who was still on the floor, crying over her disappearance but also laughing while grinning she muttered, "Aisha Humairah, you've never let me be happy even since you were a kid until today you've always been a shitty shadow."

*****

Days passed, Humairah was healthy as ever. Undergoing his routine as a student who has finished tutoring and will mentally prepare for the thesis trial that has been scheduled today.

Alif is still the same, still faithful to persuade his wife who has not also withdrawn the remark to want to separate from him, he said, he tried to be a patient man in waiting for the decision of Humairah even took almost three weeks he waited for Humairah who was busy completing his script.

The woman's smile expands as she exits the thesis courtroom, he held a bachelor's degree in economics when Lola and her best friend Aji threw the title at Humairah who had finished with the perfect predicate for the final task of his college.

"It's my greatest happiness, thank you both for accompanying me to this point," she said heartily receiving a warm hug from Lola and receiving a bouquet of flowers from Aji.

Humairah turns to Imran's father who is also waiting with Lola and Aji.

"Papa," said Humairah to the figure of the middle-aged man wearing the glasses.

They hugged, "What's it like to be a scholar?"

Papa Imran fell silent, Humairah smiled again, "I'm just kidding papa, of course I'm happy, very happy...... I have decided to accept the scholarship, I beg you.... We talked about this last night, don't be sad I went for better."

"And your choice?"

"Kuala Lumpur" replied Humairah steady.

Papa Imran smiled, he was used to doing business in Kuala Lumpur to feel relieved if he released Humairah there, he would often visit while running his business in the Malay-speaking country.

"In addition to being happy, can papa let alone?" the man full of charisma, they hugged again.

Until Humairah turned her head to the figure of the man who had just come carrying a huge bouquet of flowers towards her as well. He still greeted Alif with a smile.

"Am I late?"

Humairah received a bouquet of flowers given by her husband, the woman turned to Father Imran.

"All right, you can talk."

Papa Imran leaves them and heads towards his two daughter's companions, inviting them to chat not far from Humairah and Alif standing at this time.

Lama Alif and Humairah just throw each other a gaze full of meaning between the two of them. Alif grabbed the tiny body tightly hugging him.

"Goodbye, dear" said the man.

"Thank you" replied Humairah without returning Alif's embrace.

"Humaha."

"I'm sorry, now or later it will be the same. I still want to split up, I'm receiving a scholarship and if there's no obstruction I'll probably take the entrance test before graduation next month."

Alif shook his head, "Darling me please give me another chance, you may continue college wherever I will not forbid, but not divorce Humairah.... I don't want to, come on baby don't make me crazy Humairah" said Alif with teary eyes.

"I'm sorry Alif, this is my life choice I hope you respect my decision, we divorce does not mean breaking the strings. We can still be brothers."

Papa Imran approached them.

"It's lunch time, let's eat together in this moment!" ask papa Imran not to want any tension between the child and his ex at this time.

Finally they all had lunch in a restaurant, Humairah sat next to Alif as usual, Aji and Lola find it awkward not to get used to eating lunch with people like Papa Imran and also men like Alif before.

They can only talk to each other in sign language, Lola and Aji see once Alif's face is not okay when they eat, the man just stirring the food on the plate.

Alif began again, he was still discussing the divorce as if begging for help in-laws, until papa Imran replied also in a calm tone, "Excuse papa Alif, papa will not interfere with your problems. As a parent, you certainly want the best, but Humairah has the answer that he thinks is best to still choose like this, try to understand, do not force the will that will not be good."

Alif was silent, Humairah continued, "I don't think it's good we're discussing this while we're having lunch, respect Aji and Lola this is our personal business," reply Humairah who ate his lunch quietly.