CUTS

Our Faith is Different...

The blessing they predict will be easily obtained in fact inversely proportional to reality. Shinta asks Dika to follow Dita's beliefs but the princess actually utters a sentence that makes Shinta like returning to her past.

“Ma, I want to follow Mas Dika's belief.” Shinta smiled cynically.

“You want to repeat your past? Do you know what the end result is?” Sinis Shinta to his daughter.

“Therefore I want to make a different ending with Mama. For that, please bless us!” Pinta Dita's. At this moment, he was firmly grasping Dika's hand.

“Have you guessed that Faisal will definitely influence you to convert.”

“Ma, Papa Faisal is not that shortsighted. Even the state alone gives the right for every citizen to adhere to their religion. I just want to follow the beliefs of the people I love. Is that wrong?”

“Or Mama want me to repeat the actions of Mama and Papa first? Do I have to make another Dita with the new Mas Dika Mama bless?”

“DITAAA!!” Hardik Shinta to his daughter.

“Together, we can argue even if he's a parent if it comes to true belief!” dita continued to make Shinta more angry.

Dika squeezed Dita's hand while shaking her head slowly staring at the girl.

“Pardon Us, Aunt.” Shinta looked at Dika.

“I beg, Auntie. Please bless us.” Said Dika as her eyes looked at Shinta's eyes.

“What do you like about princess Om, Son?” ask Toni gently. He already knew how his wife's life journey used to be. It's only natural that Toni doesn't want that to happen again.

“I'm not a perfect human being, Om. And Dita too. But I will try to be the best husband for Dita. We learn from each other and accept.”

“If you dare to move faith, Mama will remove you from the inheritance. Return all facilities from Mama! You can live without it, right? The love! Eat it love!” Shinta got up from her seat.

“Go from here! You chose that guy, didn't you? Before that, leave all the gifts Mama!”

Tiara could not prevent her mother from expelling her sister. After Shinta's departure, Toni approached Dika and hugged her. “Jaga Dita ya! If you hurt him, Om will destroy you!” his whispers made Dika's guts shrink. Dad's threats continued Dika not kidding for him.

“Papa not angry?” asked Dita after breaking her father's embrace.

“If you are happy why should Papa be angry? Get married and be happy! If you have children later, Mama will definitely melt too. The card you gave me, you wear it! Don't let Mama know.” Toni put her index finger on her lips while smiling a little.

“Thank you, Pa. And sorry for disappointing Papa.”

“Papa will be disappointed if you choose a random guy. But looking at the man of your choice right now, Papa believes he can make you happy even if you don't have a lot of money. At least he's a responsible and loyal man. If he hurts you, don't hesitate to contact Papa and always tell us. Papa and your sister will surely miss you.” Toni hugged her daughter again before following her in the room.

Tiara and Doni came to them. Tiara's eyes were already teary-eyed about to cry. “Sister, your responsibility has made my wife cry. The doctor said, he should not be sad so that the milk coverage for our child is not disturbed.” Doni said embracing Tiara.

Dita sneers at Doni and hugs Tiara. “Congratulations yes, Brother! We keep on communicating! Don't forget to invite us to your wedding.”

Dita and Dika went into their respective rooms to clean their clothes. Tiara and Doni wait for them in the living room with the baby.

In her room, Shinta was expressing anger at Faisal over a phone call. Toni could only sigh when she heard the swearing that came out of his wife's mouth.

“Already expected, you will definitely influence him to follow your religion. Very cute you, Fais! You made my relationship with Dita tenuous. You took it from me. You're not human, Fais! You animal!”

“Shin, watch your words! I'm silent doesn't mean I accept all your insults on me. I never asked him to follow my beliefs. Even if she finally chooses to follow the same beliefs as her future husband is not good. You don't repeat the same mistake, Shin. You used to want to follow my beliefs, too, right? But your parents didn't allow us to sin. Don't let Dita experience the same thing, Shin. Let them be happy. I won't make him suffer like we used to.”

“I won't let you take control of my son, Fais. He's my son!”

Tutttts

Downstairs, Dika and Dita who were dragging their luggage suddenly stopped.

“Dita! You will never leave this house!” Dita and Dika turned to the mother who had just come down from the stairs.

“What does Mama mean?” tiara was confused. Shinta was still walking until the distance was getting closer to the child.

“Ma!!”

“What? You want to argue with Mama? Is it because now you have another parent's house that you dare to oppose Mama? Remember, that man does have the same blood as you but Mama is fighting to give birth to you. And you, if you're a good man. You must know how a child behaves to his mother, right? Do you want to see Dita defying me just because of your love?” Shinta stared intently at Dika.

“Mas, come. We've promised to live together without anyone's help.” Dita was clear but Dika was still staring at Shinta until she finally sighed then looked at Dita with a very soft and sweet smile. But to Dita it was the most bitter and miserable smile she had ever seen from Dika's face.

Dika gently holds Dita's hand, “Dita, Mama you're right. To give birth to you, your mother must risk her life. Ask Tiara how difficult it is to conceive and how painful it is to give birth. Later, if you can feel all that then you will prostrate to your Mama because of her very heavy struggle when giving birth to you. Don't argue with him just because of me. Be a good boy to her, I will always pray for you. I went ya!” Dika took off her grip and smiled looking at Shinta and Toni. While Tiara was already crying in Doni's arms.

“I'm sorry, Om, Aunt. I say goodbye first.” Dika carrying his bag and then came out of Tiara's house with the same feeling as Dita.

“Log in!” shinta's sharp gaze was reciprocated with the hateful look her daughter gave her. He immediately brought his suitcase back to his room.

“Wait!”

“What else?” Raung Dita made them gasp.

“Your phone, money and credit card!” Dita threw all that on the floor. He doesn't care about his broken phone. At this time, his hatred for his mother has passed through the crown.

Dika does not fly directly to Surabaya. He chose to visit his friend's place of business first while in Jakarta. He still has time off. It's a shame if it has to be passed just like that.

Dreet...

“Assalamualaikum, Om.” Sapa Dika upon receiving a call from Faisal. After talking to Shinta, Faisal suddenly felt worried about his daughter. But when he wanted to contact Dita, the girl's phone died.

“Where are you again? What about Dita? Is she with you now?”

“Twe're at his house, Om. Aunt Shinta forbade him from coming with me. After that we do not communicate anymore.”

“Sorry yes. All this because of me. If only I had not incised a wound in the heart of Mama Dita surely now you can be together.” Sesal Faisal's.

“All happened, Om. We can't repeat the past, can we? I wish Aunt Shinta would make peace with your past but it seems impossible.”

“Ya, Om think so too. Maybe the wound that Om incised can not be healed to make Mama Dita so hate Om that it has an impact on your relationship. Are you going to come back here again?”

“It seems not, Om. My cut is still three days away. The day after tomorrow I will fly directly to Bali.”

“Alright then. Again, Om sorry yes!”

“Already, Om. There is nothing wrong just destiny that is not on our side.”

After ending his conversation with Faisal. Dika returned to pensively himself until a pat on the shoulder resuscitated him.

“Love rejected duku act!” said friend Dika.

“Not because of rejected but different faith.” Said Dika imitating one of the song stanzas.

“You thing, I don't have a solution Mas Bro!” Answer Dika's friend lightly.

“Sama.”

While in her room, Dita who was crying had not yet left the room even though the day had started at night. He did not want to see his cruel mother. While staring at the ceiling, Dita remembered something. He still keeps the mukena giving Dika when he joined the lecturer mess at that time.

He got up from his seat and went to the bathroom. He was seen thinking for a moment then took water and began washing his hands then gargling and washing his face, arms scalp, ears to feet. Yes, Dita is practicing ablution ordinances that are usually done by Faisal's house people. Even when he followed his sister to the village of Dika. As they played on the river, the five men compactly took wudu and then congregated prayers while Dita chose to pay close attention to their every move.

“Gosh!”

 

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Yesterday's up early but the flu was long. It doesn't know if it can get away fast.... Happy reading...