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The Part 26

PoV Gus Abdi

"Where did Hilya come from?" Khalid asked as we were sitting on the terrace of the pesantren mosque, he had just finished performing the dzuhur prayer.

He was the son of Kyai Hanafi, a distant brother on my mother's side. Because of the order of the nasab I called him 'Khalid' only, his age was also younger than me.

"Here." My answer was short while smiling.

"here?"

"Yes. The first time I saw him was a year ago, when he came with his family here to give thanks. Then ramadhan yesterday he also saw here." My light. Khalid looks mangosteen.

"How far did you know Hilya?." Ask her. Since then, I was curious about the two of them in general, considering Hilya's attitude that seemed awkward when meeting Khalid.

"Former mas." Speak with confidence.

"former?" I was stunned to hear Khalid's reply.

Is it possible that Hilya meant her first love was Khalid?

"Yes. We used to be close at school. Until I graduated and moved to boarding school, we didn't call each other anymore. Thought I used to have a long-distance girlfriend wouldn't be easy, Mas, so I decided not to contact her until I got back. After all we both live in pesantren, the use of mobile phones is limited."

Hearing him say the word "lover" this chest suddenly felt tight, because it was addressed to my wife, Hilya.

"Now you have met again, right" I said stale.

"But unfortunately now Hilya is your wife Mas." Khalid grinned.

What does his word mean? Does he still love Hilya so much that he looks disappointed when he learns the fact that Me and Hilya are married.

"Welcome to Mas, until you have a beautiful wife and also sholihah like Hilya. She is also a smart girl and her attitude is sweet. He is the kind of child who obeys his parents. When I shot him, the answer was that he was not allowed to date his parents. So it used to be our relationship without status."

He said with a smile engraved on both corners of his lips. Surely he is now flashback of the times they both used to be.

"That's not ex-boyfriend yo?!"

"Former close friend Mas, used to be TTM," he said in self-defense.

"Although he was not allowed to date but it seems he still can not stay away from me. Hehe," he continued.

I threw my face away, uncomfortable with it. He made me feel jealous on purpose. He told me as if he knew Hilya the most. Ck, did she forget that I am her husband now?!.

"Qodarullah, you can meet again here. It's a good thing that I married her," I said in a joking tone, but actually my goal was just to tell her that Hilya was no longer her TTM, but she was my wife.

We both smiled satire.

"Does sampean still love her?" I asked him, even though it was visible from his gurgle but I wanted to make sure he came back.

"According to sampean?" He asked back with raised eyebrows.

"If you look like you're still in love with my wife." I intentionally mentioned the word wife so that she immediately realized that her love was now illegal for her.

Khalid did not answer, he was just a satire.

"Why refuse to be betrothed to my sister Mas?"

"Feeling cannot be forced Lid, I do not want Wafiq to live a household life with a man who does not love him."

"But love can grow as time goes on right? Witing trisno songko kulino street."

"That shawl didn't apply to me. I prefer to marry the woman I want, so that I can sincerely live my household later. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we married the person we love and also loved us?"

"Yes, it's true, '" said Khalid.

"But ever since she refused the match, Wafiq turned quiet and indifferent, when at first she was a jolly girl." Connect again.

"That's because his heart has not accepted God's destiny. Try to advise your sister to be more legowo and nerimo with everything that is predestined by Allah swt. Like a puppet play, man is only His puppet. He should have known the science considering he had years of studying in the pesantren."

"That's because he loves you too much until Mas. He's loved sampean since he was a kid."

"But I don't love him gus. Do I have to sacrifice my feelings?"

My words don't accept.

"I'm sorry, but please marry my sister. Pity him. Many men have come to propose, but none of them have accepted. I'm just worried that she'll never get married except by the way of Mas." Khalid begged.

"Is sampean out of his mind? I'm married to Lid. How can I marry your sister. Are you also willing that your sister I marry for mercy?"

"No problem, I believe love can grow over time. Wafiq is also willing to be pitted, he said, as long as he can be together with the sampaan Mas."

Like lightning striking in broad daylight, I was struck by Khalid's words.

"From the first time we heard the news that until now had a mate and marriage series, Wafiq locked himself and cried in the room all day. He also invited Abi and Umi to deliver another proposal to the sampean family, he was willing to be made a second wife."

"No! Can't! Never in the least bit of my mind to have a polygamous intention. I also do not want to hurt the wife I just married Gus, even we have not inaugurated the marriage, how could I have thought to polygamy!" My sulut.

Khalid fell silent, he did not answer my words again just now.

"Yes, already. Let's go back home. Everyone must have been waiting." Invite me as I get out of my seat and leave the mosque regardless of Khalid again.

I really can't accept Khalid's request, besides Hilya definitely won't be able to accept it either. I don't want to waste the girl I've been craving for all this time. Now that I am with him, I will not let anyone separate us unless God Himself wills it. However, man cannot escape the destiny of the Almighty. As hard as it tries, as hard as it tries, if it is already Kun fayakun then it happens.

*

In my heart, was Hilya still in love with her ex? When viewed from the words of Khalid earlier it seems they were very close.

Some people say that first love will last forever even if first love is not true love.

One reason is, the intense sensation of emotions that arise when falling in love for the first time, forming what is called “flashbulb memories" aka “flash memories" in the world of psychology, jay Dixit, Psychologist at Psychology Today. The term is used to describe our first memories as human beings.

"Even though remembered forever, it does not mean that love is still enthroned in there. Shit, gus. Mbonten needs to be discussed again." Hilya said when I asked her if she still had feelings for Khalid.

Although I do not believe one hundred percent, but I still try to make a hushnudlon to him.

*

I took Hilya to her boarding school to say goodbye to her.

But it actually makes me regret it, I should not just come if I would know the facts that make my chest more crowded.

"Alhamdulillah sir, the genengan came here. I happen to have something important to say." Kyai Yahya said as we were just welcome to sit down.

"Enten Yi's nopo?" Ask Abah Hilya.

"Look, there are those who want to propose to the genengan pak princess, insyaallah his son sholeh, pious, smart and handsome. He is also Kyai's son. His name is Gus Khalid, alumni here too." Kyai Yahya said that made my heart seem like it wanted to jump out.

"Pangamputene Kyai. Hilya sampun wonten jodhone," replied Abah Hilya.

(Sorry Kyai, Hilya has a soul mate).

"Oah, sampun wonten. It's a pity that this is a very good son sir. I knew him very well when he came here. The achievement is also good, soon he will take education to Egypt, but previously he said he wanted to marry before leaving."

"Lha but he said they both liked each other, just waiting for the blessing of the genie just like that." Call Kyai Yahya again.

"Nopo ngggeh Yi? Hilya never told me that she already had a view, she was just fickle when I got married. This is her husband" said Abah Hilya, who pointed at me with a gesture of her thumb.

Does this mean Hilya received my proposal with only half her heart?

"Husband?" Said Kyai Yahya who looked surprised.

"Njeh, they have married the Yi series, just to formalize it soon," replied Abah Hilya.

"Masyaallah, sepuntene ngggeh kang, kulo did not know that until this her husband mbak Hilya. Jenengan did not say from earlier Mr. Umar, so sung kulo kalih mase niki. I think this mas brother mbak Hilya. ", said Kyai Yahya, it seems he felt bad for discussing the matchmaking of Hilya and Khalid in front of me whose status I was the husband of Hilya.

"Mboten nopo-nopo Yai," I answered briefly.

"So like this Yai, the purpose of our arrival here is for 'mamitne' Hilya Yi. Hilya wants me to take her home again because she's getting married. Thank you for letting me leave my son and for guiding him so well while Hilya is here." Abah Hilya.

"Sami-sami. Insyallah daughter genengan has become a sholihah woman, hopefully she can also be a sholihah wife for her husband."

"Aamiin ya robbal 'alamin." Sahutku and Abah Hilya.

***

Hilya must have also heard the news about Gus Khalid who wanted to marry her when she came to his Mother's ndalem.

My mind wondered if Hilya had regretted knowing too late and regretted marrying me already?

I remember Gus Khalid's request yesterday, he asked me to marry his sister too even though he knew I had married Hilya. What could have been the purpose of having me and Hilya split up so that she could be with Hilya? Although I still hushnudlon but that prejudice still fills my brain at this time.

I harbored my jealousy in my residence, and it seemed that Hilya knew about it.

"Don't be jealous, Mas!" The protest when I ignored it.

Actually I'm not mad at him, I just feel jealous and prejudiced that he still has feelings for Khalid.

I vaped my teeth at him, accusing him that he still loves Khalid. Maybe because I was too emotional to vent my jealousy that made Hilya cry sobbing.

I regret that I made her tears fall. My heart ached when I saw him crying in front of me.

"Sampean is still in love with her?" I said with a trembling tone.

Hilya shook her head slowly, grabbed my body and she cried in her arms.

His body language shows that he still wants to be with me, though from the look in his eyes it is seen that there is still a residual yearning for Khalid.

"I really love you Hilya." I kissed the tip of his head lovingly.

I really love Hilya, she was my first love and will be my true love, I will make sure of that, I will fight for this love. Khalid can't just take it from me. It's good, I got Hilya first, she's my wife now.

I intend to corner his love in the third night, so that my wife does not turn away from me, so that her love is entirely for me only by the permission of God.

Tonight I woke up early in a third of the night. I looked at my wife who was still asleep in the cradle of her dreams. I looked at her shady face, then a soft kiss on her forehead, tucked in guilt for making her cry this afternoon. I deliberately didn't wake her up tonight.

I went to take the water and then perform the night prayer. After that I sat cross-legged facing west while turning prayer beads and reading wirid as usual I read.

But tonight I added another wirid that aims to captivate my wife, the epic of love. One of them is Surah Yusuf verse 4.

“Idz qola Yusufu li abihi ya abati inni roaitu ahada ‘asyaro kaukabaw wasy-syamsa wal qomaro roaituhum li HILYA ASSYAFA'AH sajidin."

I said Hilya's name and prayed to Allah that my wife would love me more and would not turn away from me. Kutiup my wife's crown without touching it so that the wudluku stay awake. After that, I sat down cross-legged and got back together.

It should be underlined that the science of love is very different from the science of pellets. Do not confuse the two because they are clearly very different.

This message of love encourages us to be closer to God. God is the only place we can ask for help. For indeed Allah is the One who turns back the hearts of men.

What I'm doing is not wrong. I captivated my own wife for the wholeness of our household. I myself want to fight for my love lillahi ta'ala because of worship to Him. Because I myself am convinced that Hilya is my soul mate.

My confidence grew stronger as I dreamed of seeing the beautiful moon before asking for it.

*

The next morning I say goodbye to my wife going to school because today there is a halal bi halal event. I left my wife at her parents' house because I thought after the event I went straight home to my in-laws but it turned out that later tonight the principal had a dinner together and invited all the teacher council.

I called Hilya to tell her that today I might be home tonight.

Actually he told me to stay at my parents' house, but I didn't want to. How can I stay away from him. Just a few hours apart had made me imagine her sweet smile.

Ba'da magrib when I was about to leave for the event, we had an uninvited guest. Khalid's Family.

Kyai Hanafi, Umi Salma, Khalid and Wafiq.

I will be detained by Abah to stay at home to honor the guest who is also still our brother. At that moment my heart became worried, had guessed the purpose of their arrival here.

*

"I'm sorry but kulo mboten saget" I said as Kyai Hanafi made her point to ask me to marry her daughter, even if she had to be a second wife.

I saw Wafiq bowed in tears, leaning his head in his mother's arms. His mother's hand rubbed his daughter's shoulder.

Actually, this heart did not have the heart to see the woman I had considered my sister cry like that. But how else, feelings cannot be forced.

"It's okay if you haven't loved him yet, the most important thing is that you can still respect him as a wife later," Umi Salma persuaded.

"Pangampuntene Abi, Umi, especially Wafiq. Kulo mboten tego kalih kulo Hilya's. Sepuntene."

(Sorry Abi, Umi, especially Wafiq. I don't have the heart of my wife Hilya. Pardon us).

"If your wife allows it, will she change her mind?" Ask Kyai Hanafi.

"Sepuntene" I answered briefly. I really can't be forced.

"Look, how about I find a mate for nduk Wafiq. I'll find the best husband for her." Abahku's proposal to mediate.

Wafiq looked shook his head, he still lowered his head.

"Finally thank you, but it's not necessary. Without being sought, there are already many good men who come to propose to Wafiq, but he is still heavy on Gus Abdi." Kyai Hanafi said, making me feel more guilty.

"Is that how much you love your wife Mas Gus?" Khalid spoke up.

"of course. We both love each other and nothing can separate us but Allah swt" I told him with the intention of slightly insinuating Khalid.

Khalid did not answer.

Kyai Hanafi was heard exhaling a rude Breath and said, "Yes already, if you don't want to be forced. Wafiq is a girl, it is not appropriate that he pursue men." Kyai Hanafi spoke to his wife.

Umi Salma rubbed her son's wet cheeks, trying to straighten him back up.

"I'm sorry, dek, I already consider you as my own brother. My feelings are only for my brother and sister, nothing more. Marry another man, I'm sure there are still many better men than me who are willing to love you as sincerely as they are. Open your heart" I said with regret.

"They're both hard. Husband and wife if the nature is equally hard, her home life will not be harmonious, because one of them is not willing to give up," said my mother, making me feel supported.

It is true, Wafiq is indeed the stubborn type of woman as well as me. If we were put together in a household heresy it could be that we would not be in line.

In contrast to Hilya, she was a very obedient wife. When I'm angry, he always breaks my heart. He always obeyed whatever I asked without refuting a bit.

"Yes, already. If indeed Gus Abdi could not accept Wafiq as his wife. We apologize profusely for being selfish. How else, Wafiq just keep ngeyel." Kyai Hanafi said before they finally said goodbye.

Abah and Mother also apologized to them for my unwillingness to accept their proposal.

The same thing happened again, two years ago when I rejected my match with Wafiq. The difference was that I was not directly seated in front of the Wafiq family as I am today.

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