Akad Shackle

Last Night

"I'm sorry Mas if finally all my family knows what is happening in our household" Rahma spoke with a downcast face, now they are sitting opposite after Budi's conversation with Anggara is over.

Anggara looked at Rahma with a hard-to-understand look,

"Rahma, can I be more selfish?" ask Anggara without responding to Rahma's words.

Rahma looked up, looking at the sad face of the man who was still legitimate as her husband.

"I know I was wrong, since the beginning of our marriage I was the most guilty party. I used our marriage for my own sake. I hurt you from the beginning and to this day I continue to hurt you. Even I may be the meanest husband who ignored you alone facing your toughest days of losing both your parents" Anggara spoke in a raucous voice, it seemed like she was holding back with all her tears that ended up touching her cheeks as well, she turned her face away.

"I know I'm very selfish to let you keep getting hurt like that. But..." Anggara lowered his head, he could no longer hold back the tears that kept flowing down his cheeks, he said,

"But I really don't want to lose you. If I could turn back the time I wanted to start everything with you, only with you" sobs stifled sounding bitter in Rahma's ears, she could not hold back her tears that escaped just like that.

"I'm sorry Mas, one of the reasons why I'm willing to stay in this marriage is because of my parents. Now that they are gone, before them none of them knows what our home really is. Rahma spoke softly, however much she was disappointed in Anggara but Rahma tried to keep talking calmly and firmly.

Anggara nodded his head, he knew the reason. He realized how big his mistake was, but somehow his little heart still wanted to try to maintain his household with Rahma.

"I know it's Rahma." he said grudgingly,

"Then let me back out of this marriage, I can't afford to share you with another woman. I also don't want to be the third person in your relationship with your second wife. Although legally and religiously I was the first to be your legal wife, but in reality I am the new person present in your relationship. After this I wish mas more calm and happy living a household life with him. Isn't this what you wanted long ago? I pray that you will be a sadinah family, mawaddah warahmah, a heavenly life" Rahma took a deep breath, there was relief in her heart after saying all that.

Unlike Rahma, Anggara looks so sad to hear all that the woman who is still legitimate to be his wife. He stared at Rahma, Anggara rising from his seat toward Rahma. Without warning, she hugged Rahma and cried shedding all her feelings in her arms.

A week of time Anggara asked to stay with Rahma. Both his parents came to Garut to worship, Rahma's father and mother-in-law also apologized to him with what had happened between them.

After the discussion of Anggara and Rahma at that time, Anggara finally collapsed. He is willing to release Rahma on the condition that Rahma allow him to accompany her for a week in the house left by her parents.

Anggara helped Budi and Yusuf to clear up the family business that must be completed after the departure of both Rahma's parents. He even ignored the protests of his second wife who said that a week was too long for him to stay in Garut.

"Thank you for giving me the opportunity to be with you in your final days to be lawful to me" Anggara spoke softly staring in Rahma sitting right in front of him. This is the last night of Anggara's existence in the house, the last togetherness also with Rahma as his halal partner.

In order to prove his sincerity in loving and loving Rahma he was finally willing to take off the woman he had married a few years ago even though in his small heart he was not willing to let go of the woman who had made him fall love through marriage, he hopes that one day he can return to match with Rahma somehow, let God manage it.

One week in the house Anggara sleeps in the living room and Rahma sleeps with her nieces. It was only tonight that he had the opportunity to be in his wife's room after by gathering his courage he asked Rahma directly to be able to sleep in his room because there was something to talk about.

"Huuhh.." sounded Anggara throw his breath rough, farewell words always make his chest feel tight.

Time is getting late, the chatter of two people who decided to split well is still continuing. What will be done after parting is one of the fun topics of their chat.

"May I be honest?" asked Anggara on the sidelines of his chat,

"Of course, shouldn't it be like that in the past" Rahma replied in a satirical tone.

"Darling, I love you so much. I hope tonight never ends. If indeed the fate of our separation is inevitable, I hope someday I can be with you again" Anggara said with a sad face, there is great hope in his eyes. I hope he will be back with Rahma.

"Here you go, let's live well after today" that's the only thing that came out of Rahma's mouth before she finally closed her eyes because of the drowsiness that attacked.

Anggara looked at Rahma's dark face, they slept facing each other. Rahma embraced the bolster as a barrier between them, although her status was still as Anggara's legal wife. He has apologized if he is no longer able to carry out his duties as a wife in bed after Anggara's confession about his second marriage. Anggara also accepted Rahma's decision as a consequence of his decision.

"Darling, are you asleep?" Anggara ventured to rub his wife's cheek, and,

"Heum..."

"You look more and more beautiful, thank you for giving me the opportunity to be your husband even if it's just a wound I've inflicted on your heart" Anggara spoke again, though he knew that his wife had barely heard him.

"Heum..." Anggara smiled at Rahma who still answered her words even if only with the word heum,

"Darling, can I hold you?"

"Heum..." Rahma still responded, Anggara smiled, she shifted her body making them closer,

Anggara pulls Rahma's body into his arms, one hand is made into a pillow and one hand is coiled in Rahma's body. Anggara kissed the top of Rahma's head wrapped in a headscarf, she inhaled in the scent of a woman's body that soon was not halal for her.

"Darling, you're fattening?"