Black Stain My Husband

Looking for Zahra

The night that should have been passed full of joy turned into sorrow. Aidin was unceasingly shedding tears. Regretting his actions all this time. Now you can only imagine something that will never happen again.

Darren approached the brother who looked chaotic. Don't want to blame anyone. Assume it sparks a problem that must be passed. 

"Actually how do you feel about Zahra anyway, Dek? Why is it like this?" The man who soon became a father confirmed what happened to his sister.

Tucked pity for the sister who seemed to suffer.

Aidin. He also did not understand what feelings are currently enveloping to make him continue to worry. 

"If you don't love her, why don't you divorce her" he added. 

"I don't want a divorce from her, brother."

"That means you love Zahra. It's just that your ego is too high and concerned with Amera," said Keysa who participated in sitting next to his sister-in-law. "That's a man, greedy."

"Then, now what are you going to do?" 

At once, Aidin smiled. "I'm going to find Zahra. I'll bring him back. Whatever the conditions of him, I will fulfill, Brother," said Aidin earnestly. At least there is no doubt to make Darren sure, that this time his sister who was installment was already repentant.

"I will always support you. Whatever happens, you and Zahra must unite." Although impressed pushy, Darren still want them together again. Although this time it wasn't as easy as it was. 

"Brother Aidin, you're called a patient." A nun relayed orders from Mr. Herman. Darren followed Aidin from behind, while Keysa accompanied Lilian's mother who was currently resting in the next room. 

Aidin opened the door slowly.  Approaching Mr. Herman who was lying on top of the gurney. He knew he would definitely be scolded all out, but he was also prepared for it. 

Unlike what he thought, it turned out that Mr. Herman greeted him with a smile. Whether it was a sign, Aidin wondered. 

"I'm sorry, Pa," said Aidin Lirih, not daring to look at his pale-looking face. 

"Why Should I apologize. The soul is in God's hands. Maybe you and Zahra are destined not to be a match. Now papa can only surrender to the Power. May you and she be given the best path."

Like a desperate man. Mr. Herman no longer wants to impose his will. Leave that to the Creator. That way he can be calm without burden. 

"But I don't want to lose him, Pa." 

Although his hopes of a united relationship were slim, Aidin remained tight-lipped by the final decision, which was to keep his marriage now on edge. 

"Well, papa will continue to support, as long as you are serious, God will ease your path. Fix yourself, for God loves those who are on the right path."

Aidin nodded his head. 

"Sleep here! Accompany papa, "please ask Herman expectantly. 

Aidin turned to lie on the sofa, while Darren came out to accompany his wife and Miss Lilian. 

It's not Aidin's fault, I shouldn't have kept pushing him. He did that just depressed. 

Being aware of the mistakes that often force his youngest son to do something he does not like. And at this time the man rose up with himself according to his abilities. 

"Wake, Mas. It's dawn." 

Aidin opened his eyes wide. His body felt shaken when he heard the whisper of his wife's soft voice. 

"Zahra," he said, could be heard by Mr. Herman who had been awakened. 

"You're Zahra's dream, Din?" 

Aidin rubbed his rough face. He realized that he was still a little confused. 

"He kind of woke me up, Pa. It's all real." 

"You're too hallucinating. That's a sign you miss him."

"Mama's angry with Aidin?" tanya Darren approached Lilian's bu who looked dumbstruck. 

"No. It's not all his fault. Your father forced her to marry, and she realized that love can't be forced."

Darren came out of the room to buy food. Not long after, the sound of knocking on the door echoed.

"Come in," said Lilian heavily. He still harbors a deep sadness over the passing of the son-in-law.

Aidin sat down in front of Lilian's mother. He rested his head on his mother's lap. Showing how fragile he was when hit by a disaster. 

"Never regret it. Let's just say this is a valuable lesson. My mother will never blame you. It's a test." He rubbed his son's thick hair. 

Aidin. His hand was stretched out, grasping the hand of the mother. 

"Well, will you, Ma. I will fight for Zahra. Only he can make me change better."

"Mama's prayers are with you." 

Aidin left carrying his enormous spirit. Sure if he can find Zahra and bring her back. 

The first time that Aidin went to was a boarding place, where Zahra once lived there.

"Well, Ning Zahra's husband, huh?" greet a woman wearing a flower negligee. It seems like he has memorized Aidin a lot. 

"Yes, Mom. I'm here looking for Zahra." 

"Not that Ning Zahra had gone home, she had only stayed here a few days." 

"But __"

Aidin did not continue his words. There was no way he could have said that Zahra had left the house for the second time. 

"So Zahra doesn't live here?" Designate a simple house that was once a place to stop by the wife.

"No," the woman answered briefly and clearly. 

After saying thank you, Aidin returned to the car. This time the destination is Adinata's father's house. For Zahra most likely went home. 

An hour into the street, Aidin finally arrived in front of his father-in-law's house. He saw the atmosphere of the house that was very quiet from the car. There was no one but the guards in the post. 

"Sir," call Aidin without coming down. 

The man in white uniform approached Aidin who was still focused on observing the luxurious house behind the gate. 

"Does Zahra live here?" 

"Non Zahra never came home. Even Mr. Adinata has sold this house."

Deg 

Aidin's heart is beating incoherently. Recalling when Zahra asked for his help, but was not hounded. His regret grew increasingly seeing the fate of his father-in-law who now does not live where. 

"Do you know where you're moving?" ask Aidin again. 

"He didn't tell me, sir. Since his company went bankrupt, he tends to be closed and sells some of his assets."

I need to find out who bought Dad's company. 

Kambali drove his car towards the office. For he did not know where else to look for Zahra.