First Wife Heart Wound

Setiqueness

Hanum standing at the door was fifteen minutes, since his arrival from the house of inspiration. His hands hesitated just to knock on the door.

Tok .. tok .

Hanum ventured, putting on a fine face as if nothing had ever happened in his life.

The first beat was silent, there was no answer from inside the house. But when Hanum wanted to knock back on the door, suddenly the door opened from the inside and displayed the figure that had been the pedestal.

"Mother!" lirih Hanum's.

Bu Surti looked at Hanum with nanar, the body of the only daughter looked thinner! from the last they met and in his right hand carried a large suitcase. The old woman's heart melos, why her daughter became like this now and unwittingly the tears came down by themselves without being prevented.

Bi Surti spread his arms, welcoming the day of the arrival of his only daughter accompanied by sobs of restrained crying.

Hanum was a little surprised to see her mother, but did not want to delay shedding tears. Hanum welcomed the mother's embrace with tears beginning to flow.

"Ma .. Affort Mother Son, sorry!" bu Surti said.

Hanum was stunned, "Why is Mom apologizing?" ask Hanum.

"If you didn't approve when inspiration asked you to, maybe your fate wouldn't be like this!"

"It's not Mom's fault, it's already Hanum's way of life!" hanum lirih.

Bu Surti breaks his arms and brings Hanum into their house. Ardi who saw all that was just silent while tightening his two hands.

Ardi also felt guilty if first what he saw, while shopping with his friends, he talked with his brother maybe the fate of his brother would not be like this.

But again the rice has become porridge, as hard as he tried if God had determined his destiny, it would not be changed.

Bu Surti looked at Hanum, "Then what are your plans, son?" ask Bu Surti.

Hanum shook his head, "No ma'am yet, can Hanum spend iddah time here Mom?"

"What are you talking about, this is your house too, son!"

"Hanum wants to wait for the divorce papers and the iddah period is over. After that Hanum will find a job to find busyness, so that Hanum does not continue to dissolve in sadness."

"Yes, so is good. If your status is clear there will be no gossip later in the community Nak." said Bu Surti.

"Yes, Mom and for a while Hanum will help at the orphanage only Mom, help take care of the children who are there!"

"Do what makes you happy, I will support everyone" Ms Surti said. "Now that you rest, your room is already cleaned."

"Thank you Ma'am, then Hanum rest first huh?"

When Hanum wants to move, Ardi appears suddenly and pulls the suitcase that his brother will carry.

"The ardi!"

"This suitcase must be heavy Ma'am, let Ardi take it!" he said without seeing Hanum.

Hanum was full, his sister was getting bigger now. Hanum knew that Ardi would also be hurt to see his brother treated like this. But looking at her so patiently made Hanum, shedding tears.

Hanum followed Ardi as he said, "No questions for Ma'am, Ar?"

Arriving in the room, Ardi turned his head and looked at the older brother. "Nothing, I just want Mbak to be happy whatever decision Mbak has made" he said as he stepped out.

Hanum was moved, his sister apparently understood without having to explain and it made the work in his heart slightly reduced. Hanum had thought that his mother and sister would be angry and leaned in with many questions, but when Hanum came to want to rest, the two most beloved people gave him the freedom to tell stories without being asked.

Ardi walked into the living room, to meet the mother who was still quietly crying, after her brother entered the room.

"Mom!" ardi Tegur.

The mother looked over and looked at the boy. "Your sister's resting Ar?" ask Bu Surti.

"Then you rest too, I'm still sitting here."

"Ardi will accompany Mom here!" Ardi sat down beside her Mother and gave a tight hug on that aging body.

"What's the fate of your brother now Ar?" asked Bu Surti on the sidelines of his crying.

"Mother Hanum is a strong woman, Mom, so don't worry, I promise I'll make Mommy Hanum and I happy."

"Hm, do all the best for your brother Ar, we're all he's got right now" Ms Surti said.

***

After requesting the completion of his divorce papers this morning, Ilham rushed to the court office to process his divorce with his wife.

Ilham saw the message sent by the wife, ah precisely the ex-wife. His eyes warmed up again as he read what his ex-wife had written. "I'm saying, take care of yourself. Sorry if while being a wife, I can't be the best wife for you yet! if you have time to go home. I'm still preparing your favorite meal as my last form of service."

Reading every sentence his ex-wife wrote, Ilham's tears kept dripping with regret, starting to enter and perch in her heart.

Many pairs of eyes saw an inspired person crying in front of the religious court office. And now he regretted the stupidity he had done in his life.

Until the ringing sound of the phone made him aghast and slightly wiped away the remaining tears that were still dripping from both eyes.

The second wife's name filled the screen of the cell phone she was holding. With a heavy heart, I picked up the phone.

"Where are you?"

"Why?" reply Ilham.

"Aren't you at the office today your desk is still neat?"

"I'm still at my mom's house, today I'm allowed not to enter the office!" reply Ilham.

"Then I how, you've been ignoring me for two days, since the last meeting at my mother's house?"

"I'm sorry but can we talk about it next time, my head hurts for now."

"Go home once, do I and this kid miss you?"

Inspiration gave up, when the conversation ended with the child being called again, the heart of Inspiration returned to melt. "Well tomorrow I come home, now you're home first huh? I still have some business with my mom that's not done" Ilham said, ending his call.

"Hm, yes, that's it then but promise you'll go home tomorrow?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Clique

The connection was cut off, Ilham again walked on foot to his car, which was in the courthouse parking lot.

Ilham wanted to return to his parents' house for a while, before deciding to stay forever with Amel. But the car he was driving accidentally turned and entered the residential area where he and Hanum lived.

The car stopped right in front of their house first. Ilham sighed tiredly, "Why come here!" said resignedly.

Finally Ilham decided to enter, it has already been until if you have to turn around the direction to return to his parents' house, it will take a long time because the traffic jam will soon begin, which will soon begin, considering it's the weekend.

The house felt lonely, when Ilham set foot on the porch of the house. There used to be greetings and hugs that welcomed her, when she returned home after working all day.

The spoiled words of his most beloved wife, again filled his imagination. It was as if it remained in its place. Inspiration walked back and found the food that had been served at the dining table, accompanied by a note. "Eat if you go home, if you're stale throw it away, it's still in the refrigerator and stay on the heat again."

The tears of Ilham spread again, still as attentive as his ex-wife until when he left was still thinking of him.

The inspiration of sitting down and eating, with tears constantly flowing considering how foolish he was, had made such a good wife walk away from his life.

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