Divine Destiny

Divine Destiny
#38



..."*Which path should I take...


...Really makes me confused...


...This test has me deadlocked...


...to think well...


...Want it to feel like I'm giving up...


...But my little heart says no"...


...*qolayuby**...


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In a room someone still at home with his sleep makes the mother so anxious cheerful face that always seems now so pale as a corpse, no smile, no laughter, no babbling, no babbling, no spoiled behavior that exists only a lean body is helpless.


"Emmmmz" a small mutter finally came out of the little lips of the girl who had fallen asleep precisely fainted.


"Your son is awake. "the mother Fatimah's words are seen from the look of her face which is overcome with frustration and sadness .


Mother Fatimah helped Rahma to wake up and send her in bed.


"Drink first son" mother Fatimah thrust water to Rahma and immediately welcomed by Rahma.


"Thank you mother.


"Eat first well.. from the morning you have not eaten" said mother Fatimah while taking a bowl of porridge that had been made by the mother of Fatimah.


"Thank you, but let Rahma... " Rahma doesn't feel good to trouble her mother.


"Gak papah nak.. let the mother bribe.. kan kangen mother has not bribed you for a long time." kekeh mother Fatimah would not want Rahma nodded resignedly.


"Aaaa.... "


Bribe after bribe Rahma swallowed even though it actually tastes bitter but still Rahma swallowed it because she did not want to see her mother sad.


Finally Rahma breathed his porridge was finished he swallowed even though it had to withstand the bitter taste and nausea.


"Mother Rahma came home mommy yah.". "granddaughter Rahma while looking down scared.


Mother Fatimah just stared at my youngest child turns out she is still her proffer.


"No." asserted Mother Fatimah.


" Bun Rahma ta... " Rahma paused her speech because the pain came again when she recalled the shadow of Azam helping the pregnant woman.


Mother Fatimah holds both shoulders of her calves making Rahma look up to see her mother who is staring at her seriously.


" Are you sure son that Azam did the deed"


Degs....


Rahma was confused to answer what because she was alone was still confused between believing or not. But the news was Rahma knew from her own best friend who so Rahma believed.


Seeing the inertia of his son Mother Fatimah understand this situation"listen to mother son.You have become a wife who must obey your husband, whatever the exam that befalls you you should be able to solve it yourself because the mother can not interfere in your problems... although frankly the mother is angry and sad to see the mother's child like this and wants the mother to bring you home but it can not be the same as the mother has brought you the lack of sin out without your husband's permission mother does not want it it happens.. solve your problems well not with emotions because it is not good... but if not then the mother will wait for you at home if indeed Azam returns you to the mother... "


Rahma could only silently digest every word that her mother said there was peace and pain at the same time but Rahma was reluctant to let out a voice to reply to her mother's words.


"...Emmmz. was Farhan's brother saying goodbye because he had to be a campus" said mother Fatimah to divert the conversation when she saw her son was just silent not together.


Although Farhan lecturers at the Rahma campus, they rarely met because Farhan taught in different buildings.


" Mother should go home first.. "


"Can't you sleep here." said Rahma begging to make Mother Fatimah smile while she was out again.


"Remember said the mother must solve the problem you do not continue the emotions because it is not good." again the mother Fatimah smiled her son nodded obediently.


" Yasudah mommy came home.keep yourself well... "


"Cups.. "


"Assynoltom... "


"Waalaikumsalam." replied Rahma.


Rahma just stared at her round back until it disappeared behind the door.


Will Azam come home to persuade her and explain everything now Rahma will just wait and try to prepare her heart.


Indeed Rahma could not lie to herself that she missed the husband's embrace, the atmosphere of jokes, romantic, ignorant and all that was in Azam.


But again the ego dominates Rahma making Rahma reluctant to admit .


Minutes kept turning into hours, and the clock turned into days until it had been a week Azam still had not returned to explain making Rahma continue to think badly about Azam " are you really cheating on me ? it has been one week that you did not go home "inner Rahma screamed imagining Azam smiling, making out and living happily with another woman makes Rahma even more crowded .


If true it happened like the fate of Rahma next lies if Rahma does not want Azam to come home.


"Hik... ailing Mas... Is Mas really going to throw me away ? why would Mas do that to me. Mas want revenge because Rahma did not love Mas. until Mas dua.... " rancu Rahma continued to cry and banged her tight chest.


Bad thoughts continued to be about Azam until the sound of knocking on the door made Rahma aghast in shock and hurriedly wiped away her tears.


Rahma went straight to the door who was the evening-afternoon who was visiting could be Azam the husband if it was true what Rahma's attitude should show, immediately angry or just giving a normal expression waiting for Azam to explain the advice of the mother really affects Rahma's emotions.


"Cabitel... "


Rahma opened the door with a worried heart saw a person smiling kindly who was sitting in a wheelchair and the person standing behind her made the monk widen his vision both eyes back glazed but very difficult for Rahma to move both her legs .


"Wssalamualaikum... "


"Waalaikumsalam M. ma. mah." replied Rahma slightly jolted in her daydream by the soft grip on her hand.


"Bruck.... "


Rahma immediately hugged the mother of Zenab precisely her father-in-law and immediately kissed the back of her two-in-law's hands and invited her in.


The silent atmosphere of the three humans was no one talking they were sitting in their respective places in the living room.


" Your mother and father already know your problems." said mamah Azam makes Rahma look up at her in-laws.


" What is sick mom ? why is there in a wheelchair and pale face mamah. "said Rahma diverted the conversation because not able to hear the fact that Azam really! make mama Azam understand.


" Mamah motorbike pleasure but. do not papah soon recover"


"Astagfirullah.pardon Rahma mah Rahma did not know" said Rahma felt guilty.


"It's okay, kid... "


Silent.....


Back to silence again because Rahma was confused to say what else while Azam's father was just silent not one bit to talk.


" Mamah know for sure you are disappointed who your real husband is as well as your mother and our father are both so disappointed as parents because they only know that Azam has a large enough company we both know there is news in the media"


Jamb....


Rahma's heart melos hear his father-in-law's speech how can parents themselves do not know their own child's work turns out Azam lied not to himself tenyap including with his own parents Azam lying, Azam lying,making Rahma's feelings sick .


" Come to Merlinda's hospital your husband is sick ..mamah same father went home first.. Assalamualaik.. "


Degs....


"The waalaikumsalam " left Rahma alone again her father-in-law's speech continues to re-spin in her brain memory Hearing the husband sick and treated makes Rahma territorial but the error was lost immediately replaced tightness and pain if imagined caring Azam is not himself but someone else.


What should Rahma do now, whether to visit her or let it go as if Rahma didn't care really Rahma was really so frustrating.


But Rahma was also a little confused why her mother and father-in-law did not discuss the matter of Azam's affair they both came to tell her that Azam was sick and asked her to visit only that was nothing more than her in-laws knew that problem or really don't know.


There were so many questions in Rahma's head but none of them were answered.


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