FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

THE WEAKENED SESSION 2 CRISTIAN

"Father Chris!"

"Yes, Dzakki? You haven't slept?"

Dzakki.

Chris looked at the gentle face of his nephew. Dzakki is getting older. Also his two sons. The situation increasingly made the three boys become more understanding.

"Sleep! It's late at night!"

"When do we go back to Jakarta, Pa?"

Christian can only rub Dzakki's cheek.

"Patience, huh? You don't have a problem living here, do you, Dzakki?"

"Not complicated. But Dzakki's afraid of missing a lesson, Pa! And.. It looks like the situation is starting to be safe now! That's brother Velli crying. Velli kangen her school friends. What... are we gonna keep settling here, Pa?"

"Papa understand how you feel, Dzakki! Patience, Son! We'll go home later. Sure is! Trust Papa Chris!"

Dzakki looked at Christian's face. Her little fingers pulled Chris's hand. And instantly Chris was surprised at the frame that just flashed in his brain.

Dzakki divided his vision.

"We can go home, Pa!" said slowly.

Dzakki understands the fear that is in Chris' soul. Even he had to down accept the bitter reality, if the wider community so hated his family is strange but real it.

He was also afraid that if they returned to the capital, they would be wiped out for a while.

"We can start a new life again, Pa! With new feelings, and new efforts. Yes khan?"

"Hehehe... Aye, right! Dzakki is smart, but can Papa Chris sigh for a moment? Papa is also an ordinary man. Papa can be fragile and fall. Papa Chris is so scared, he can't get up like he used to. All have been destroyed and destroyed because of the Will of God. Papa understands that! But. here Papa gets a real calm. Money, possessions are not a benchmark for us to live happily. Simple food, all that makes it sober, actually makes us stronger individuals, who are not too ambitious in pursuing dreams...until we forget ourselves and hurt others out of envy is also spiteful."

Dzakki listened to Christian's heart.

The boy deliberately kept silent and did not answer. Intentionally making Chris remove all his colleagues until there is no more disappointment left.

Dzakki wants Christian to return to the fight with his leadership spirit to organize and support their extended family with full support.

Christian was completely helped by the light conversation between himself and Dzakki on that ten o'clock night.

Until finally he can relax his body and mind with a calm heart because the burden begins to decrease.

.............

Kukuruyuuuk

Kukuruyuuuk

The rooster crowed alternately. Signs of the morning.

Four o'clock in the morning...

Kiya and the ustads and the santri slowly woke up from a deep sleep.

So did Christian and Mutia, Viona-Roger.

They woke up together while leading their sons who were still in a state of severe drowsiness.

The sound of the Adhan and also the splash of ablution water finally makes them refreshed and encouraged to start religious activities.

...

"Sister...! Viona and I are going to the city first. My wife is obliged to control her to a health midwife. The content is now at the age of seven months. In two months, Viona will be born!" roger said to Christian.

"Yes. Go then! I'll still stay here until my mood calms down!"

Mutia. He wanted to take Chris back to the capital.

His son-daughter school was abandoned even though Verrel Velli received a bonus of religious lessons that were quite encouraging, but many other things also needed attention from him in the capital. His confectionary business he left a month ago.

Chris looked at Mutia.

He felt the aura of his wife's unease.

Chris fingered Mutia's hand. His mind was sad, the palm of the wife was now a little different. It's more difficult than living in the city.

"Roger!..."

"Yes, Brother?"

"Bring my wife and son! I'm putting them to you!"

"Mass? Mas.... told me and the kids to go back to the capital without Mas?"

"Go with Roger and Viona, Lody! Stay there for a while until I get back and buy a house!"

"Mas!"

"Please...! Take good care of our children! I...., still want to stay here for a while longer!"

"But the kids need you. They had to go back to school, after almost a month off without school permission."

"They need you too!"

"Lody, please understand me. This time, I ask for your understanding!"

Mutia went into her room. Crying won't heed Christian's request.

Roger and Viona are confused by the situation. They are indeed determined to return to the city given Viona's growing belly and nearly two months away from delivery.

Verrel approached the mother.

"Ma! It's good to go back to town. We'll be back next week to pick up Papa!" persuade his handsome son to be wise.

"Engga'! Mama wouldn't go home without Papa! Mama will continue here if Papa still wants to be here!"

Christian could only take a long breath.

He chose to go to the rice field to help the santri who were laying rice plants. It is time after last week they plowed the land with the help of some of Abah's buffalo.

Chris gives Roger a message before he leaves, to stay back in town with Viona and Dzakki.

He still wants to stay here for now.

Verrel and Velli weep, seeing his cousin return to the city with his parents. The twins also wanted to return to the city, but had to be more patient with restraint because the Papa who still did not want to leave. Her mother would not leave without her father.

"Yahas! Maaas Chriiis!!!"

Chris heard the loud call of the wife who was seen waving her hands in the yard on the edge of the rice field.

Mutia looked pale. His face was soaked with cold sweat.

Chris immediately walked quickly, towards Mutia by leaving the bamboo saung where he sat contemplating while enjoying the natural scenery of rice fields that were about to be planted with rice.

"Why, Yang?"

"Verrel Velli hasn't been around since an hour ago!" mutia said with a trembling voice.

"Where???"

Chris went pale. His wife immediately cried sobbing.

"Do not know!"

"What...they're with Roger and Viona?"

"Ga, Mum! I was in the room after Viona and Roger went to take Dzakki. Even Verrel Velli was still crying beside me asking to come back to Jakarta!"

Christian soon returns to the boarding school where he lives.

He tried to find his sons and daughters to all corners of the pesantren. Entering the santri class and asking the whereabouts of his children, who knows if there is any knowledge.

However. nil. Everyone answered not knowing.

Until Nyai pulled Mutia's hand while sticking an index finger to her lips.

"Sst... They were listening to the story of Abah in the room, and still!"

Christian breathed a sigh of relief. Almost earlier he blamed himself who was weak until his children and wife almost became victims.

Mutia and Chris could now breathe a sigh of relief. Their daughter's son was sleeping after listening to the banter through the story of Abah which they had considered his own grandfather.

"Yes...! Do you still want to continue to fall with all the problems that come our way?" ask Mutia. Making Chris can only look down lethargic with a stiff and mute face.

"Yes...! Rise up! We've been running away from this for almost a month. Don't you want to defend yourself and your family in public?"

"What... do I need to do that, Yang?"

"Of course!"

"Should we also tell everyone that we are innocent and do not violate the rules?"

"Must!"

"Is that so? Wouldn't if we tried to explain while people do not understand the events that befall our families, it would make us indirectly open our own disgrace? Leave, Yang! I just need time and the goodness of Allah Ta'ala. I'm just, right now, feeling bad!"

"Mas, arise! Be excited!... I believe you can be even better and even better than yesterday! God tests us for something more beautiful. Our degree rise, maybe!"

"Aamiin...! I'm sorry I'm in this weak phase, huh? Please, wait till the day after tomorrow. I will definitely take you and the kids back to the city! Just now, I don't feel like I want to leave this beautiful village. I still want to bring myself closer to Kholiq. How I have been infuriated and lacking in gratitude. So easily my heart breaks just because of this one test, Yang! I am so grateful to have you. Who has always been loyal to me in any situation. Thank you, Yang!"

Chris grabbed Mutia's shoulder. The two hugged with mixed feelings.

Hopefully tomorrow the day after tomorrow their feet will step quietly, towards blessings and on the path of goodness.

That's the little heart of Mutia and Christian.

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