Buying Wife

part#41

Every third of the night, I bow down to the divine. Give all my breath, soul and body to Him. It is best for Him to tell stories. Best assistance.

As usual, the atmosphere here was so quiet. And I heard the sound of rain outside. Worth it, the weather feels so cold.

Finished praying and dhikr, I always went out to enjoy the beauty of the night while waiting for the dawn.

It turns out that it is colder outside than in a room that uses AC. The rain has gone a little. I just sat for a while in the chair in front of the room because my phone rang.

To just gulp it felt so hard when I saw the sender of that short message. With a little hesitation but also happiness, I opened it.

[You must be awake, right?]

[I guessed it.]

[Previously sorry to disturb your thoughts and prayers tonight. May you always be quiet.]

[Mahira, live happily. Forget what ever happened between us. It's all over, it's all over. Find the happiness you should have. You deserve what I couldn't give you before. Live in peace.]

I gawked at the message from Pak Putra. It was sad and painful to get the message. What right did he have to tell me to forget what I didn't want to forget. I freed her and married the woman I loved. In the past, he allowed me to love him. Didn't he ever say that ... does he really not care about me anymore? ahh, who am I anyway? I'm not ready anymore, now.

It's just, I feel really disbelieving in what he just said. God, what should I do now?

My chest feels tight. Angry and also angry. I wanted to call and curse him. How outrageous!

I never bothered him all this time. In fact, I always prayed for his happiness. Then her?

For a moment I thought. I'll return the message. However, I must remain calm and not get carried away.

Just as this finger was about to type a message, I was suddenly startled by the sound of knocking on the door, loud and in a hurry.

"Mr, mba. Open the door."

"Mba Kaysha's? nights like this?" I just saved the phone and immediately ran to open the door.

"Why, Mba?"

"There's Mas Aldo's number? please call him right away. Miss Ranti, if these nights like to turn off her phone."

"Yes, ada. Why indeed? what's up?"

"Miss Laila, she suddenly collapsed, just called first."

"Why shouldn't I take him to the hospital first? aldo's house here is far away. Better save him first, my lady."

"Really, really. Come on, let's get Nek Laila to the hospital first."

I went into the room to pick up my phone and my bag. Who knows if there will be something.

I, Mba Kaysha, Mr. Raden and Mr. Udin immediately took Nek Laila to the nearest hospital.

However, once we got there, we couldn't go all in. Only one patient and one guard. We decided, Mba Kaysha who accompanied Nek Laila, because she was the closest to him.

The three of us waited outside. I call Aldo to come to the hospital immediately.

Three times I tried to call Aldo, and in the end he picked up my call.

"Aldo, still sleeping? Al, you came to the hospital that deket the foundation, yes. Nek Laila was brought here."

"What's? why her? is he okay now?"

"I don't know, I'm outside. Only one person can enter. Mba Kay who accompanied Grandma inside. You can come here."

"Yes, I'll be here soon."

"Al, Al, wait a minute."

"Yes, why?"

"You, the mistress be careful, yes. If you can't be alone."

Silent.

"Thank you."

I closed our conversation. I pray in my heart that Aldo will be safe here.

"Mba Mahira, Mr Aldo can be contacted?" ask Mr. Raden.

"Udah, Sir. He's on his way here."

"Oh, thank goodness then. Hope there's no obstacle and she's fast up."

"Aamiin's."

Azan dawn reverberating. Riding on the horizon. Provides warmth amid a piercing cold to the bone marrow. Not long after, Aldo arrived. He was with two friends. He obeyed what I asked? ahh ... Aldo's.

"Where's Grandma doing?" Aldo approached Mr. Raden. Of course, Mr. Raden is the chairman of the foundation who also lives there. Believers of Ms. Ranti. They look serious. Aldo listened carefully as Mr. Raden explained the chronology of Grandma Laila. It was obvious on his face that he was so anxious and worried.

He's ruffled around the waist. Massaging the base of the nose then scratching my head roughly. He really looks scared.

He realized that I was staring at him without pause. Then glanced at me. Soon I had the most face. Avoiding my grog feeling he didn't see.

"Wear this, you must have been cold out here since." He gave me his jacket. Not just giving, she put it on. I was awkward, but I didn't refuse.

"Are you praying the night before you got here?" he asked back. Maybe because I saw me still wearing mukena. "How can I not love you like this?" I immediately lowered my gaze. In addition to avoiding his words, I also felt ashamed because I was seen by people at that time.

"I want to pray at dawn first. Excuse me."

"wait. We pray together. That's much better, isn't it?"

I just nodded without looking. Aldo followed us until we reached Mushola. It was not just us who prayed at the time. My guess that he wanted to be a priest, it didn't happen. There was already someone else standing at the priest's place. It'sit's okay. Strange, why do I feel a little disappointed?

After dawn prayers, we returned to the front of the hospital ER. It looks like today we will run the fast without sahur. Hopefully strong.

"She's my late friend's grandmother." I turned my head as we sat on a sidewalk in a parking lot not far from the ER.

"Name Anggi. He died in an accident. Her grandmother lives alone, which is why I brought her to the foundation. Nek Laila's mind is muddled after in Anggi's stay. I had to work hard for him to get back to normal and .. the result is what it is today."

"At the very least, Anggi has a Grandma who loves him. It's better than my life. Where are Anggi's parents going?"

"They died when Anggi was a child."

"Innavigal ...."

"Well, why is your life? all I know is that Anggi is very sad about his life even though he is so tough and cheerful. He is tough and never desperate. Energetic and always spreading a positive aura to the people around him."

"He's a woman?"

"Yes. Dia–"

"Oh." I interrupted only two letters. I don't know why the intonation of my voice is so unpleasant to hear even this ear. Aldo stared in full search. He may be surprised by my attitude.

"Me and him were just as close as friends. Not more."

"More is no problem. Everyone deserves a past. Well bad of it, the most important thing is how he lives in this time and the time to come."

Aldo was still staring. His eyes narrowed with eyebrows that were almost fused together. I myself am confused as to how.

When the phone rang, he was still staring.

"Yes, Hello .. okay. I'll be there soon."

"Who?"

"Kay, I have to go inside."

"Yes." Yeah."

I looked at the man's back until he was no longer reached by the eyes.

"Sorry ...." Someone approached. He's the one who came with Aldo. Maybe friends. Certainly, yes.

"Yes, why, Mas?"

"You're his wife, Mr. Son, aren't you?"

"Yes?" I asked back. Bummer.

"Yes, I've seen you when I came to the office with Mr. Son."

Yes, I once went to Pak Putra's office. Everyone who happened to cross paths greeted and asked about who the woman who at that time continued to hold the hand of Mr. Son.

"This is my wife." That's how Mr. Son introduced me to them at the time.

"What's Mom doing here? Where are you going?"

"That's .. emm I've not been his wife for a long time."

"Oh, I guess Mom is still his wife and Pak Putra is polygamous. You see, at that time, spitting up a few times his new wife stopped by the office, only if someone asked about Mom, Pak Putra replied as if you were okay.

"Oh, yeah."

"Kok, can I be with Aldo? are you guys ...."

"No, it's not like that. I work at the foundation."

"Well, I guess you guys have a special relationship. Because behind this Aldo looks different. He was wiser and became a son of Soleh. He he - he."

"Alhamdulillah."

"Well, Aldo, not gold, can get diamonds. That's profitable."

I don't know what he meant. This heart was suddenly upset and rumbled. I can only keep my anger in silence. I don't know what he meant to talk like that. I just don't like it when he talks about the wealth issue between Pak Putra and Aldo.

Again I feel so bad. After Pak Putra and Aldo scramble to provide for me who is none of them. And now?

What's up with today? early in the morning already got the message that don't put on the heart, and now?

Astagfirullah .. O Allah.

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