Allow Me to Feel Tired

Seeking certainty.

Coming home in a state of heart that was remembered as broken, made Fia only able to become a very quiet person. Not much sound, carrying out his duties as usual as a Muslimah and also a wife. Waiting for her husband to return home and hoping to get an interpreter of what she witnessed today.

Until the clock shows eleven o'clock at night, the figure of an Abi does not come home. Making Fia's heart even more out of shape, stripping will not help to make himself calm. Diverting all the burden of his mind by washing his limbs with water, performing his two rakaat sunnah prayers. Sitting pensively staring blankly at the fabric she was wearing, felt tight in the chest that she held tightly.

He wanted to complain about all the burdens he felt today to His Lord, but he felt ashamed to complain about the disgrace of someone he should have cared for. Without Fia realizing, the fetus in the womb also felt what was experienced by his mother. The fetus moves so actively, as if to say that his mother is not alone.

"I'm sorry Mother, son, for being too selfish. Mother to forget you, we better rest. Let's hope Dad is okay, Mommy hope wherever Dad is. May it always be in His protection."

Fia's hand rubbed the surface of her stomach that had grown slowly, cleaned the equipment she used and immediately rested her body well.

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He found himself too tired when both eyes were open. Fia immediately fulfilled her obligations that were almost out of time, in a fragile state. Staring at the room was so silent and there was no one else but her, where she wished for her husband's presence as a remedy for her current fragility.

From inside the room, there was a loud noise. Fia immediately tidied everything up and went out to the bottom floor, slowly he went down the stairs to get to the floor where the commotion occurred.

There were her two in-laws and her sister-in-law, Yasmin. They were having a bad-mouth dispute with Abi, but the corner of Fia's eyes found a stranger standing next to her husband. Soraya, the woman has now set foot into the mansion.

From the noise it can be concluded, if Abi brought Soraya to live in his mansion. It was met with opposition from both her in-laws and her husband's sister, but what made Fia inexhaustible was. Abi was very defensive and risked his entire soul and taste for Soraya, without thinking about her current status.

"Remember Abi, whenever you never agree you're back with this woman. Don't forget son, your status has changed and soon your baby will be born. Think of it all Abi." Mia was so emotional when dealing with her son.

"But ma, actually Soraya it's not like what we've been accused of all this time. He left because he did not want to involve us in the cunning sense of Nick, even Soraya let himself be the months of hatred from everyone. Please forgive me and let Abi come back with her."

"Leg, this marriage happened just out of misunderstanding and not because we loved each other. For the child to be born later, Abi will be fully responsible for all his life ma."

Everything fell silent, the hand that caused the sound shook violently. Both eyes turned red, the anger was visible on the look on the middle-aged man.

"From this moment on, you're no longer the leader of the company. Please enjoy all the things you have done, and remember. Only yours can be used, the rest will papa pull. Do as you both will." Surendra poked both of his palms very strongly.

Hearing what Surendra said, made Abi shocked as well as Soraya. But not to Mia and Yasmin, they are really very disappointed with Abi's behavior and attitude at the moment.

"And one more thing, Fia, we'll take it from here. Don't ever see or contact him before you realize all the wrongs and fix them." Surendra.

"Pa's." Abi tried to defend himself.

When the emotion has mastered a person, then it is feared that something will happen that is not, wanted. The hand was already hovering in the air, ready to slip apart to land on the face of the son.

"Pa, no!"

Accelerating her footsteps and holding her stomach slightly cramped with her hands, Fia approached Surendra. Abi seemed surprised to know that Fia was there, but her body movements stopped when her sturdy arms had circular hands there.

"Son, you?" Mia approached Fia.

"It's okay ma, just pray Fia is healthy always."Fia's smile as her heart wound grew bigger.

"Mom, ma. Fia please, do not let us all be dominated by emotions. Fia knows we're all disappointed, but don't let it get any more complicated."

"Listen that's Abi, whatever you've done all this time to Fia. He never wanted to make you worse in all of our eyes, hear that, woman!" Surendra raised his voice and pressed a little of his words on Soraya, using 'woman' as a substitute word.

"Ma, pa. Can Fia talk to Mas Abi alone?"