Bismillah I Chose You

Part 30 | Out of Control

"Anger may control your soul and body, but do not let it enslave you out of control and even hurt the heart of someone who is very loved."

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It was seen that a middle-aged woman and a large pregnant woman were sitting and staring at the television screen before her. The pair of in-laws and son-in-law were very close and familiar, occasionally they laughed while watching the unfolding show. Since her pregnancy reached the age of the third semester, she prefers to stay at home while watching television. Activities that used to be very unwelcome for women, but now it is very much liked. It looks like the baby will descend the nature of the father who is so fond of the flat screen.

"Mah Shandra wants to eat siomay who is in the front minimarket" she said with a face pleading with her mother-in-law. With a big smile the middle-aged woman said, "Sure, honey, this is your first request since pregnancy."

Shandra's pregnancy was never fussy and troublesome, she did not experience morning sicknes and cravings seemed like this time the woman felt. Of course it was welcomed with joy by the mother-in-law, he was very much looking forward to it.

"You wait here, let Mamah buy first," said Fatimah with a thin smile, but the pregnant woman seemed to shake her head in disapproval. "Shandra wants to eat there, Mah," she told him.

"Yes, come on" asked Fatimah gently and rose from her seat. Shandra slightly smiled her smile and warmly welcomed the hands of the mother-in-law, the two women of other generations walked by hand.

"You take anything, dear," as far as Fatimah when they reach their destination. "Know white is the same siomay, Mah," he replied after he sat in a chair near the seller.

"You want to buy snacks first in, you wait here for a while," said Fatimah, who was taken by her son-in-law. Shandra was busy enjoying a plate of siomay that was so tempting and made her so addicted.

But in the midst of eating, Shandra was surprised by the arrival of a middle-aged man who was so presumptuous as to hold her hand. "Take me off!" shandra firmly with her eyes blazing sharply. He would at least like to be treated that way, even more so by strangers.

The middle-aged man in all black clothes was without any cues drugging Shandra, and carried the pregnant woman into the car. The people who saw the incident were only able to remain scared, they did not dare to interfere or intend to help Shandra. Fatimah who just came out of the mini market is shocked by the noise of people who are gathering around the sellers of siomay. The feeling became uneasy and soon the twilight-aged woman stepped her feet there.

"What's this?" his question became the center of attention. The siomay seller who still clearly remembered Fatimah's face immediately said, "The daughter of the mother was taken by a man in black."

Fatimah's body immediately stiffened with her heart pounding violently. "Where did he bring my daughter-in-law?" jubilant with a trembling voice and a face that began to turn pale from worry. Everyone who was there just shook their head slowly, it made Fatimah more overwhelmed with fear.

With the middle-aged woman's broad steps running into her son's apartment, she had to contact the son immediately to have his son-in-law found. His mouth was unceasingly speaking istigfar in order to calm down. What the hell is going on? Why is that man so desperate to kidnap a pregnant woman like his son-in-law.

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Fatimah shuddered in horror at the anger her son showed. Only this time did the son speak in a high tone and scold him. But he cursed him, because he was wrong in this.

"That was Shandra's first wish, Mamah could not resist it" Fatimah said in a weak voice.

"But it was Mamah who bought him and did not let Farhan's wife out." The emotions in him can no longer be controlled, but his mind seems to ask him to stop blaming his mother.

"I'm sorry Mamah, Han," he said with a slow puff. He also felt failed and negligent in looking after the son-in-law, he realized that. Farhan was seen softening when he heard sobs from his mother's lips. Taking a deep breath and exhaling it violently, the activity he did repeatedly. "I'm sorry Farhan's out of control, Mah" he said with gentle intonation.

Fatimah approached her son who was still standing back and forth in front of her, without him hugging the sturdy body of his son. "The friend who should be apologizing is the same as you, because you can not take care of Shandra well," he said with the head he rested on the chest of the field of the son.

Farhan just kept quiet and tried to calm the mother's cries by gently stroking her back. He had to act immediately before it was too late. His wife and future son are in a state of emergency, and desperately need his help.

"You wait here, pray Farhan can bring Shandra in no less than anything" he said, kissing the back of his mother's hand gently and peeling it long enough.

Fatimah more sobbing made, he kissed the forehead of the son with a prayer that flowed beautifully from between his lips. "You will pray for you, son. Bring home your wife and child-to-be back here, and may Allah make all your affairs easier" said the woman who brought the body of the son back into her arms. It was so hard to let Farhan go, I don't know what was holding his heart.

"Mamah is afraid of you why, son," he said, who was very reluctant to let the son go. Farhan returned warmly to his mother's hand. "Farhan will be fine. Mama don't worry" said the man to calm the mother.

With a heavy heart Fatimah unraveled her embrace, she could not be too late with unwarranted anxiety. His son-in-law is in danger and must be rescued immediately. "You don't want to know you have to go home in one piece like now, with Shandra beside you," the woman asked with a slightly forced smile. Farhan simply nodded and raised both corners of his lips in response.

▪To Be Continue▪