Degrees of My House

CHAPTER 88

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"Why didn't you say you already had a wife, Ibra?" sofia to Ibra.

"If at that time I said I already had a wife, would you and Kiyai Rozak stop at nothing to hold my Papa accountable?" ibra.

"At least if you say that you have a wife, I won't accept you, Ibra" Sofia said, staring at Ibra. His hands continued to rub his distended stomach.

Ibra laughed at Sofia's words. "Then you're gonna marry my Papa, right?" ibra looked at Sofia sharply.

Sofia just silently shook her head at Ibra's words. The tears she had been holding back from earlier flowed just like that on her cheeks.

"Patience, Ib. She's pregnant" Kevin told Ibra.

"Where was your wife when you married me?" ask Sofia.

Ibra closed her eyes for a moment before answering Sofia's question. He was sick when he remembered his mistake to Dee. "Dee was in prison at the time" replied Ibra who was able to make Sofia shocked.

"In jail?" ask Sofia.

Ibra. "Because of my stupidity, Dee had to go to jail and accept all the pain she shouldn't have. Because of my stupidity too, my son had to have a childhood that hurt him so much" Ibra said with reddened eyes.

Sofia closed her mouth not believing what she was hearing. She felt like she was the most hurt woman, but now she knows that Dee suffers more from her.

"What kind of man would hurt your own wife? I have never seen a man more cowardly than you, Ibra. Although married without love, but it will still hurt Dee. Really bastard!" sofia said firmly to Ibra.

"You think I'm happy to hurt Dee? You think I'm happy to see the suffering of my son and wife? that so?" said Ibra who has been provoked by emotions.

"Calm down, don't add to the problem with your emotions. We are here to solve everything" said Kevin mediate Ibra and Sofia who are both provoked emotions.

The three of them were silent, engrossed in their own thoughts. Ibra with all her regrets, Sofia with all her guilt to Dee, and Kevin cursed her stupidity that could not stop it all.

"Please divorce me, Ibra!" sofia said suddenly to Ibra.

Ibra and Kevin stare at Sofia in shock at the woman in front of them.

"You sure?" ibra said.

"I'm very sure. I'm a woman, and I can feel the pain of knowing a husband we love and trust has another wife. Polygamy is permissible in Islam, but not all women are able to accept it, Ibra. And I don't want to add to the wound in another woman's heart" Sofia replied confidently.

"But you're pregnant with my son, Sofia" Ibra said.

Sofia nodded. "I admit, despite having been your wife for half a year and we were so rare to meet, I've started to have feelings for you, Ibra. But luckily this taste just grew and I can still handle it. You take it easy, I'm pregnant with your child, but we've never had Ibra's body. You certainly do not forget that I was pregnant because of the IUI process" said Sofia. Right now she really feels like a woman who seizes the happiness of another woman, and she doesn't want to add to the sin because of that.

"After the child is born, I will divorce you" Ibra replied confidently.

Kevin just fell silent as he continued to look at Sofia's expression. There was a pity in her heart seeing Sofia who had to make sacrifices while pregnant like this. But on the other hand there is Dee who is more hurt if he knows all about it.

The three of them turned their heads and looked at Wijaya who was walking closer to them.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Kevin, Ibra and Sofia together.

"Pa," said Sofia standing up and greeting Wijaya's hand.

Wijaya just smiled back at Sofia's greeting.

They all sat together in the living room of Kevin's apartment. Currently the living room was a witness to the tension of all of them.

"Sofia, forgive Papa's mistakes at that time," said Wijaya regretted his carelessness.

*Flashback*

Seven months ago, Wijaya was driving at a high speed when he got word that Reina's condition was declining. Meeting that was very important immediately he left once knowing the situation of his wife.

From different directions, a man drives his big motorbike at medium speed. When faced with a deflection, Wijaya was surprised to see the motor in front of him hit the motor without being able to dodge. Accidents happen without being prevented. Wijaya's car hit the road barrier, but thankfully the condition is still okay. Unlike the motorcyclist who was lying with blood flowing from behind the helmet he used. Indicates the severity of the hit between the Wijaya and dirty car.

Wijaya got out of the car and saw the man. Without thinking, Wijaya immediately asked the help of the people who were there to help him bring the man to the same hospital where Reina was treated. At the Hospital, the doctor immediately handled the man. Wijaya bore all the costs of his hospital, until three days after the man was declared dead.

"Mas Ardi!" shouted a young woman hugging a body that had been stretched rigidly covered with a white cloth. Wijaya who saw that became guilty.

"I'm sorry" said Wijaya clenched her hand to all the Ardi family who were there. Wijaya is not only alone, there is Kevin and Ibra who accompany him.

The woman who was crying hugged Ardi stopped her crying and turned to look at Wijaya. "Can't you be careful with your car? Not only do you have problems to be hasty, other people also have. But why are you being selfish and making my future husband a victim. Why my husband's future?" the woman said to Wijaya.

"Sofia has, son. Maybe this is the destiny we have to accept. Let it go, son," said Ms. Ardi to calm Sofia, her future daughter-in-law.

"But Mas Ardi, Ma. We're getting married in a week, hysteria," Sofia's tears broke again given her wedding which will be held in a week.

Everyone in the room felt the sadness of the woman.

"Swimming, Son. All must have a silver lining" said the middle-aged man with his Muslim robe.

"But Abah"

"There must be a way, son," said the man.

"I'm sorry my Papa, Mr. Kiyai," Ibra told the middle-aged man.

Mr. Kiyai just nodded at Ibra's words.

Two days later Ardi was buried. But Sofia still looked glum and kept silent. What about the wedding? What about Abah's good name? What about the invitation already? How did he face everything? All those questions came to Sofia's mind.

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