Destiny Love Rianti

7. The Hammer of the Trial

THE HAMMER OF THE COURT

Exactly three months ago I left home, leaving behind all the sweet memories with mas Galih. I left without a trace at all. And Galih, don't ask any more, he never asked me and the kids at all. He never even looked for my whereabouts. He has been hypnotized by the beauty of Amira, his new wife.

For a while, I hitchhiked to live in Brenda's house. All the needs of my life and the children are borne by it. I once refused and wanted to immediately find a contract, but Ms. Brenda did not heed my words.

[For what my treasure has mounted this Rianti, I have no children, all my brothers have their own lives, all my life wishes have been fulfilled. Let me help you Rianti. Especially Fatih who is still in Elementary School, do you have the heart to see him drop out of school?] Said Brenda at the time.

"Let me help until your son is born Rianti, after that you can make a decision that you think is good."

I only fell silent a thousand languages heard the words of Ms. Brenda at that time, inevitably for a while I had to hitchhike live in her house, Ms. Brenda.

There was no money I brought from home. Luckily there are a little savings Fatih stored in his school. Well, Fatih every day did not bring snacks to school, he only brought provisions and savings of twenty thousand.

It's not because I'm stingy or anything, it's just that in Fatih's school there are rules like that. Fatih started saving from TK, if it is estimated that his savings are tens of millions. Hopefully the savings are enough to pay SPP Fatih money every month.

As for the meal we were fully borne by Mbak Brenda. His abi children never sent a living for his three sons. Never even once did he reply to all the chats I sent him about the living money for the children.

The last chat from him, just saying that he will take care of all our divorce affairs after the child in my womb was born.

Fyuuh, please,

What a taste it is. It's not nice to have to continue hitching a ride on Brenda's life, even if she does so sincerely.

Every day I always stalking stories WA belongs to Mas Galih. Many photos and videos of his collaboration with Amira milling about there, it seems he indulged his new wife with a treasure that is partly my right. He was so royal, always buying branded luxury goods to Amira.

There is a painful wound in this heart. But I assume that Galih is part of my alms to Amira. Wouldn't if we gave alms the best we could, it would be repaid ten times better than what we gave up? I believe God is fair. All the trials He has measured before He drops them on His chosen servant.

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"Ri, Rianti?" Call Mbak Brenda from outside the room.

"Well mbak?" I answered while opening the door.

"Prepare well, today we go for a walk, all shopping for the needs of the baby," said Mbak Brenda while looking down on my stomach.

"But Ma'am, I...."

"Ahh, it's Rianti, Mbak knows what you want to say, the cost problem again right? Rianti, I'm your brother, so my job is to help you" Brenda said.

"Let's get the deck ready quickly, don't forget to call the funny Mbak ponbakan," he continued while berlanggang go to his room.

God is fair, He does not let me bear the burden of my own sorrow.

I did not linger, I immediately got ready with the children. After feeling ready, me and the children immediately went out to meet Mbak Brenda who was waiting for us in the yard.

"Om afiiiiss." Shouted my second son with a running step towards the tall man who was talking to Mbak Brenda and followed by my two sons Fatih and Syafiq.

It seemed that the man was so happy to welcome my three children in his arms.

Doctor Hafizh, a handsome gentle warring man. He was a widower without children. I don't know why he's a widower, I've never asked him more about it.

Ever since I decided to stay at Brenda's house, she and the children have become very familiar. He seemed to love children. All the wishes of the children he fulfilled, from the desire to play horses to play the wars he did without burden. That's why kids love it so much.

Because of this closeness, he became more frequent visits to the house of Ms. Brenda. I let the kids be with him, maybe the kids miss Abi in their lives.

"Doctor, when's it coming?" I asked Doctor Hafizh.

"It was only a few minutes ago Ri," she replied as she threw a smile at me.

"Oh well Ri, if outside the clinic do not need to be called a doctor, call mas Hafizh or Hafizh just well," he continued.

"All right doc. uh mas Hafizh," I said a little awkwardly.

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Days change day, weeks change week and months change month. My twins are four months old now. They are born healthy with a normal BB through the SC process. Syaqila Azzahra and Syahzeena Arkarna, the names I gave to my two angels. They are identical twins, yet both beautiful and charming.

A week after their birth, Abi instead asked the circumstances of his two daughters, but instead sent a brown envelope containing divorce papers from the Religious Court. He doesn't even know the sex of his son, nor do the twins he knows. I never said it because he never asked. For me it's no use either, but it's never gonna melt.

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Geck... Geck... Tok

The court hammer has been tapped, a sign of the end of the relationship between me and Galih mas. I am truly a widow now. Sadness instantly rang out in the heart.

My ark had completely sunk, the captain chose to jump and move into the new ark without looking at me again. Now I am drifting in a sea of despair without a handle, trying to swim with the rest of the energy.

Unable to hold the clear circle that had previously stagnated in the eye pelupuk, he fell without having to wait for the command. Meanwhile, at the end there appeared mas Galih laughing freely with his friend, he looks so happy even though he is not currently accompanied by his new wife.

Life must go on. Happy is not that I depend on myself. I must be strong, for the survival of my five children.

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The trial process is over. Step into the car park with Mbak Brenda and Mas Hafizh. Arriving at the parking lot, I saw that Galih was hugging amira who just got out of the car. This scene makes the heart more poignant, I think Mbak Brenda who seems to hold the anger with her hands clenched and beside her Mas Hafizh holds her brother's hand firmly.

"Miaaaa," cried Mbak Brenda loudly.

I looked in the same direction as Madam Brenda, where a woman who was being embraced by her husband gaped with eyes looking right at us. That woman is Amira.

Brenda stepped foot into a pair of happy people. Me and Hafizh are simultaneously following where Brenda went.

There was a fear stroke on Amira's face. I don't know if I don't understand any of this, I just keep following Brenda. While Mas Hafizh was trying to persuade his brother to go home soon, but Mbak Brenda did not listen to the words of Mas Hafizh.

With a quick step Mbak Brenda approached Amira. Getting closer and closer. Till....

Plaaac....

One slap landed perfectly on Amira's delicate cheek. I was surprised so was Galih. Amira was just crying a little beside Galih.

"Female basis******you well, you left your husband for someone else's husband" said Ms. Brenda with a reddened face and hands ready to hit Amira.

Seeing that I could only close my mouth that was a little gaping, while Hafizh chose to just duck.

"After my sister sacrificed everything for you, she was even willing to follow your faith. But what you're retaliating for, is just a wound that you intentionally inflict on his heart." Brenda continued speaking with a hand that almost swung towards Amira. Luckily, Hafizh caught Brenda's hand.

[What is this? A sister? Which sister is it? After all, sister Mbak Brenda there are only two people, mas Hafizh and deck Kirana. What Brenda means is.] I whispered in a heart full of question marks while glancing at the Hafizh mas who had been silent earlier.

"Based on the matre woman, the actor, the cheap woman you are Amira," cried Mbak Brenda with a tone that was getting higher.

I can't say a word. Only able to speak inwardly.

"Enough, enough. Once again you hurt my wife, I won't hesitate to report you to the police." This time mas Galih opened his voice with a tone no less high than Mbak Brenda.

"You think I'm scared huh? Just so you know Galih your wife is a matre woman who only pursues the wealth of rich and stupid men like you," said Ms. Brenda with a sharp look towards mas Galih.

"Haaalaaah, you think I believe. Amira is a good wife, your sister alone is not able to make her happy, so she prefers to run into the arms of other men," said Galih.

"You just wait for Galih, we'll see how loyal he is to be with you if you fall poor!" This time Ma'am Brenda pointed to Galih.

Not even Brenda continued the words, her delicate hand was immediately pulled by Hafizh mas to immediately leave the place. I followed his second step from behind with a slight throw of sight at the Galih mas who was calming Amira into his arms.

The wound was still painful looking at this scene, but tears had dried up to express her sadness. I can't be weak in front of Galih. It'll only make him more arrogant if he sees I can't move on from him.

I have children, my greatest treasure that will never run out in the dining era, while what mas Galih he has, millions and even billions of treasures that we will not know how his fate, he said, either it was lost in the eating of termites, or God took the pleasures of the world from it again. I do not know, all I know is pray that my rights in his property will not be taken by Allah SWT.

A little running I followed the two brothers who had been in front of the car we were riding in. Without asking much I immediately took a sitting position behind Hafizh mas who was in front of the steering wheel. Beside him was Mbak Brenda who was just silent with breath that was still hunting like she was holding back anger.

The trip this time was quiet, there were no jokes of laughter that we used to do, no chats that we used to throw, he said, there was only the sound of the roar of passing cars and the occasional honking sound that broke the silence.

I leaned my head against the perfectly closed windshield, floating daydreams into the future, as if strategizing for my future and the kids. Drizzling drops slowly wet our car window glass which makes the atmosphere cooler.

I looked at a rearview mirror in the car, there was the face of Hafizh mas who looked sad. My mind started to wonder again.

[What is the relationship between Mas Hafizh and Amira? Is Amira his ex-wife? But why they split up] my heart was getting so unreasonable that it was not aware that there were a pair of eyes that returned my gaze from the same rearview mirror.