ANTERIOR

ANANTARA - 38 What Does it Keep Forcing?

With a broken heart, Aisyah still had to let go of her son. He continued to try to be strong, seeing Ali who was stretched stiff with a white cloth that covered his body up to the head.

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi Raji'un,"

Ayesha's lips trembled, enduring the pain in her heart. Seeing his only son who had left him first, he went home to his owner.

"Why did Ali leave Umma Nak so soon?" ogre.

One hand Aisyah carried, trying to grab the white cloth covering her son's head, slowly pulling the cloth, trying to look at his son's face one last time.

Tears continued to melt on his cheeks, he sobbed feeling the heartache more than anything.

This is certainly very painful for Aisyah, losing her son at a young age, let alone the cause of Ali died because he wanted to save her.

Aisha felt very guilty, she had blamed herself, but she realized that this had all been the destiny that God had given her.

"I'm sorry Umma well, can't be a good mother to Ali, yet,"

"Ali must be happy up there, hopefully we can meet again in the paradise of Allah, well son.", Aisyah looked at the pale face of Ali.

I hope Ali hears all of this.

After completing various data at the Hospital, Aisyah was finally able to bring Ali home.

Where's Adam?.

Of course Adam was there, accompanied Aisyah to take care of everything in the Hospital, until finally being able to bring Ali back home to carry out the funeral.

All the time they took care of this and that, Aisyah just kept silent not intending to ask or look at her husband.

Aisyah tried to be patient, appreciating the funeral procession of her son. He doesn't want to ruin or talk about it right now.

When he was about to return home, Aisyah quickly contacted both her parents, giving news that greatly hit both parents.

As well as her two in-laws, Aisyah did not forget to tell them also about the sad news coming from her grandson.

Suddenly everyone went straight to Aisyah's house, held a funeral for their little grandchildren. What an unexpected thing, making the two families very hard hit for the loss of his sweet grandson.

Sobs were heard at Aisyah's house, many residents who came to mourn Ali's departure.

Because it was night, the family chose to bury Ali the next day. That night, Aisyah's house was full, visited by residents and relatives who intend to serve also condolences.

Throughout, Adam and Ayesha did not exchange words at all. Adam intended to break up the cold war between him and his wife, but Aisha seemed to have been very angry and furious with him.

Every time Adam tried to come closer and talk to her, Aisyah immediately avoided, reluctant to listen or just look at her husband's face.

Finally, Adam could only sigh, trying to be patient with Aisyah's attitude.

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The next day, after the funeral was over, Aisyah came home with the embrace of Ummi and her mother-in-law. The three of them tried to strengthen themselves together.

Meanwhile, Adam could only see the back of his wife who still did not want to talk to him.

"Mas, have you done it? We go home yuk, I cape really," cried Erika.

Adam frowned, looking at Erika with a slightly furious look, he could have asked to go home at a time like this.

"Erika, I just lost my son, can't you understand a little?" Adam looked at her.

Hearing that, Erika now lowered her face, a little annoyed by the reply from her husband. In fact, Erika wants to go home quickly because she feels scared and uncomfortable, she feels surrounded by the shadows of Ali's face that continue to disturb her.

"I-I just don't feel well Mas, yes, I'm sorry," Erika refused to provoke her husband's anger.

Choosing to surrender and follow the footsteps of Adam who walked back to the house that now makes him always shudder in horror, imagined the figure of Ali lying limp in front of his car.

Erika quickly shook her head, wiping out all those strange thoughts.

Aisyah's steps came to a halt, when she saw a car parked in front of her yard.

"Why son?" Ummy asked.

It was strange to see Aisyah who was now stunned staring at the car in front of her.

"What's up, baby? let's go inside, "please take her mother-in-law, who is strange to see her daughter-in-law.

Tears that had not been completed, now back to drip, doubts that yesterday had stuck in his heart, are now increasingly strengthened with a proof that can no longer be denied.

"Dad,"

Aisyah turned her head, turned her body, looking at the man who had called her that.

"Whose car is this?"

The first words Aisha spoke after two days of cold war.

Adam turned his head, bringing his face to look at the car that Aisyah meant. He slightly frowned, seeing clearly the car that of course he knew who the car belonged to.

"Is this Erika's car?" ask Aisha again.

"Damn it!" erika in her heart.

"Yes, this is my car that I gave to Erika, so why?" reply Adam finally.

Aisyah chuckled, but it sounded heartbreaking, leaving Adam, Ummi and her mother-in-law confused.

"Stupid! why could I forget and bring that car here!" erika is self-defeating.

"What if everyone finally knew that I was the one who hit the boy!"

Erika's hands were wet with sweat, even her body was now sweating coldly. He was terrified, anxious if only everything would be revealed.

"Why Nak?" ask her mother-in-law.

Aisyah was still silent, turning her gaze towards Erika with a bright look.

"This car, I clearly remember, hit Ali's body in front of my eyes!" sahut Aisha. Making everyone there round their eyes in surprise.

However, in contrast to Adam who now exhales again heavily.

"Aisha, I beg-" Adam raised his face to look at Aisha, "It is enough, don't accuse Erika any more that it is not-no," he said in disbelief at Aisha's words.

"Until when you won't believe me!" Aisha kalut.

How many times did Aisha tell the truth, it seemed like Adam would never believe it.

However, now Erika can feel a little calm, seeing Adam who continues to believe and defend her.

"Dad, a car like this isn't just one out there, there are a lot of people who have cars exactly like this!"

Adam slightly ruffled his hair, he felt Aisyah had gone too far, accusing Erika with a very unreasonable thing.

"I SAW IT CLEARLY!" peekik Aisha.

"I saw that woman!" Aisyah pointed at Erika who was still silent.

"I saw him sitting glued in this car!" Aisha yelled to convince Adam.

"He made Ali die!"

"The woman that I defended was a murderer! he killed our son!"

Aisyah continuously cried out with tears in her eyes, trying to make everyone believe.

However, whatever the power, it seems like Adam has been blinded by his love, to the point of not being able to see the pain behind Aisyah's eyes.

"Aisyah, it's Nak, it's not like this," Ummi Aisyah broke up the dispute between the two.

He also felt sad to see his daughter who now looks very hit with the departure of his grandson.

"Here, don't fight like this, Istighfar Nak,"

Aisyah took her breath, trying to calm down as what her Ummi had said. However, she still looked disappointed at her husband.

Aisyah walked forward, approaching Adam, looking at him with a sad look in her eyes.

"Aren't you going to believe me?" tanyanya still looked at those two eyes.

Adam was silent, confused as to what to answer.

"Aisha, I beg you not that I do not believe" he said. "But don't keep accusing Erika like this, none of this makes sense" Adam continued.

Aisyah lowered her head, took a breath, digesting the reply from Adam.

"It doesn't make sense?" reset Aisyah.

"Until now, Mas will never believe," Aisyah still lowered her face.

Aisyah turned, brought her face back to look at Adam, she smiled but, a smile that now increasingly sliced her own heart.

"Then, why do we keep forcing Mas?"

Aisyah spoke with both hands clenched, trying to forcefully pronounce the words that came out of her mouth.

"You mean what Ayesha?"

Adam was confused not to understand the meaning of Aisha's words.

"For what reason do we continue to force all this Mas, if in fact," Aisyah bit her lip, "we are no longer in line," continued Aisyah.

Adam choked, understanding what Aisha meant. He chuckled in disbelief, hearing what Aisha said.

"You mean, you want us to split up?" Adam asked. With a frown, and a tone of voice that seemed unacceptable.

A falling tear is the answer to the question Adam asked. Aisyah fell silent, looking at her husband with a face she could not understand.

Adam squeezed his heart, felt the pain in his heart, heard the split words that were now coming out of his wife's mouth.