For the Sake of a Consecrated Word (You Ignore the Wife's Child)
#S2 From 1
There is no easy path in life if we keep looking to the past. Because what we are going to live is the future not the past. Let the past be a memory and a lesson. The future is where we achieve our dreams and goals.
That's how He feels right now. As everyone shunned him, he gradually began to change. He wants to make his future more meaningful. When his ex-wife and son hate him for his past behavior, he wants a new relationship with the closest person but still the rejection he gets.
From then on, Dika changed into a better person. And fix himself little by little. He always followed the five-time prayer congregation in the mosque and the mosque while working. From there Dika began to gain valuable lessons from the speakers. Especially when they talk about the house.
Dika promised himself, if he was still given a mate. He will be a responsible husband for his family.
Now he lives in his mother's house, out of pity for his old mother who lives alone. Dila is married and lives happily with her family. Lucky in-law Dila is a good person and willing to accept Dila with all his shortcomings in the past. They also often visit Ayu's mother on weekends, so that her mother is not lonely in her old age.
Dika still works at Abhi's company, well, although the salary he receives is not comparable to his salary first, but it is better than he has to be unemployed. He often felt a mental burden. How not, his boss is his ex-wife's husband. And the husband of the person who rejected him was the assistant CEO. If he thought about his embarrassment, maybe Dika sudaj came out of the company a long time ago. But he threw away all his shame and prestige to support himself and his mother.
"Sik, breakfast first. "
Ms. Ayu always prepares breakfast for her second child since there is no free maid at home, Ms. Ayu does all the work herself. Aided Dika. They can now feel how difficult it is to clean their own house. Moreover, the condition of Ayu's mother who is old and can not work quickly.
"But ma'am, this is again a tie masang. " cried Dika from his room.
Shortly Dika came out of his room with neat clothes.
"The mother's son. When you marry again, Dik iar there is a seat for you and this house. I'm old, I can't take care of you. " said Ms. Ayu while they were eating breakfast.
"Later ma'am, there's no soul mate either. Later if God has given a mate, it must also be found. But I promise, never expect the grandiose. Enough to accept Dika and mother as they are. " Dika always warned her mother about it.
"Yes. yeah... Sis. I understand what you mean. Mother will not be picky anymore, Anyway find a wife who can take care of you and take care of you and take care of mom. Old Sudan mother, mother does not need a rich son-in-law but can not be relied upon. Better your usual daughter-in-law as long as she can take care of you later, son. "
"I forgive mother, who has done evil to you and made it this way. "
"Already ma'am? Let the past pass, and make this all a lesson for us.
Bu Ayu nodded and could not say anything more.
If he remembers the past then there are only regrets. He never felt calm every day, because he was always haunted by guilt for his son and ex-daughter-in-law.
"Mom I'm leaving first huh. assalamu'alaikum. "
"Wa'alaikum salam. "
He went to the office on his favorite motorcycle. Even though it's an old bike but he likes to use the bike, and does not feel embarrassed in the slightest.
When on the trip accidentally Dika hit a young girl who holds a cake in her hand, to make the cake carried by the woman fell apart.
"Well, I did" cried the girl, crying. Moreover, the cake he just made and just wanted him to rent.
"Sorry mbak, I didn't accidentally, the brakes on my bike seemed a bit problematic, I'm sorry. "
"My cake how mas. This I just want to go around selling cakes. " Said the girl with her sobs.
"I'm changing, how much? "
"One hundred thousand. "
Dika directly gave money to the girl, but when the girl would stand she felt distress, because maybe her legs sprained.
"Okay." he said until accidentally holding Dika's hand.
"You're all right? "
"It's okay mas, maybe a little sprain. It will also heal. Thank you mas. "the girl then left Dika and her cake scattered because it was not worth eating
Dika who did not have the heart to see him the road stumbled even chasing him.
"Wait, let me drive you to your house. Come onl. " Dika handed over her arm so that it could be made as a handle.
"Have it, don't refuse. I hit you and made your feet like this. Come on... " Dika forced the girl to come with him. And finally the girl also complied and wanted to take Dika with her duck motorcycle.
"Aren't you late? "
"It's okay I'll let my boss. Tell me where is your house? " ask Dika to the girl.
"That, mas. entered that alley. I don't have a house, I'm just contracted there. "
Dika nodded in understanding.
Arriving in front of the house the girl was referring to, the astonishing sight she saw. The owner of the contract evaded all his belongings from the house.
"Pardon mom... What did you do? "
"I want you out of my house right now.How many months have you not paid the contract? "
"Sorry mom. But I still have no money to pay for the contract" said the girl in a clear manner.
"Yes, because it's better that you leave my house. And this stuff of yours, just leave it here, make compensation because you don't want to
kontrakan. "said the owner of the contract with his sadist.
"But ma'am, that's where I'm looking for a fortune" said the girl could no longer stem her cries.
Dika who saw him was just stunned, not unexpectedly early in the morning like this he was treated with a heartbreaking scenery. Wanting to help even he could not afford. because the rent money must be a lot, because of which he was horrified the girl was sitting there for a few months.
Dika finally approached aligning himself from the girl.
"Let's get out of here, "give Dika
"Where are you going? I don't have anyone else but I don't have a destination" said the girl.
"Then come with me first, we'll think of a way out. "
"But... "
"Not much but. Come with me. Just bring what you need to bring. Because I only brought a motorcycle. "
The girl followed Dika with her legs still limping.
"Whose name are you? " ask Dika as they are on their way to Ayu's house.
"Humaira, commonly called Maira" replied Maira.
"I Dika, greetings yes. "
"Yes mas. "
Arriving at Dika's house, Ayu's mother was surprised because Dika returned, and went straight into the living room with Maira.
"Don't you go to work. huh? " ask mom Ayu curious.
"i hit the mother" said Dika while pointing at Maira with her chin.
"This woman you hit Dika with? "
Dika nodded.
"Are you okay, son? " ask Ayu ma'am who is worried.
"He's fine ma'am. Only his legs sprained, and the cake was a mess. " Tell Dika casually.
