Hold on or let go!

The Eps 27

"How was my mother's operation doc?", asked Alby to dr.Sakti.

"Alhamdulillah, the operation went well", replied dr sakti.

"Alhamdulillah!", muttered Alby.

"Sorry, where is Shabia?", the eyes are looking for a woman who once troubled her heart.

"Em..Into the toilet dock."

"Owh ...Then, excuse me, Alby. In a few hours, he could be transferred to the ward."

"Thank you doc!", said Alby nodding his head. Sakti also passed from in front of Alby and the two people who are not in his know.

"All the costs I've been responsible for. So, sooner is better than your wedding?", asked Hartama without thinking about Alby's feelings.

"Master, I know I owe you one. I obey your wishes. Why did you ruin all my plans. You were suddenly here and told my wife. Why are you doing this sir?!", said Alby in frustration.

"Who do you think are you trying to set me up? I can come to this hospital anytime. Sixty percent of the hospital's shares are in my name!"

Alby squeezed his hair until he was standing in front of the operating room door.

Mang Sapto approached Alby and sat down in front of Alby.

"You are patient. God willing, Bia is a strong woman. He will understand your position. Everything's gonna be okay in the future."

"But Alby has hurt and disappointed Bia mang!", said Alby softly on the sidelines.

"Don't waste Bia's sacrifice. Look now. Your mother was saved. It's hard, but I'm sure you can get through it."

"Bia's heart must have destroyed Mang!"

"I don't care how your wife feels. All you have to know is that you just have to make my daughter happy. You let Silvy down a little. Not only will your mother's life and yours be ruined. But also your wife. Even to the ends of the world, I will not make you calm. So, be nice. Especially my daughter. Two more days of your marriage will be titled. Sapto! We're back! And you're Alby, don't try to run away from that marriage. I can do anything to destroy you all!", after saying the threat, Hartama walked away from Alby and Sapto.

"Mamang can only say, who is patient Jang. God will not burden his people beyond his means."

A warm pat landed on Alby's shoulder. Sapto is nobody, but for him Alby's situation is very difficult.

"The evening went home, Jang. You take care of yourself. Once you're calm, talk to your wife. He'll understand."

"Yes mang."

"Well, yes, assalamualaikum!"

"Getishalam."

After the death of Hartama and Sapto, Alby chose to sit on the bench.

He grabbed his phone. Trying to contact Bia. But unfortunately, Bia's phone was in the bag and the bag was next to her.

Oh God, where are you going?

Alby lowered his head, covering his face with both palms.

Why is it like this, God, why???? Shouted Alby in his heart.

On the other side....

I chose mushola as my escape. To whom else would I complain if not to the power.

Why is this so painful. My husband sacrificed my feelings for the sake of my treatment. Even if he wanted to, I could even give all my property to him.

But why would he choose to sell his pride to a stranger he did not know at all!

You idiot! You stupid A! For me in my heart. I was still crying in between my prayers after prostrating earlier.

Why is Mr. Hartama so willing to do it to my family. He doesn't think about other people's feelings. The selfish man only thinks of his daughter. Does he not think that his situation is reversed? What if her daughter's husband is taken by someone else???

Does power and money make her free to do anything???

O Allah... This chest pain is O Allah.

I do not know how long I have been here, until I realized that the time of the dhuhur prayer arrived. People came to do the four rakaat.

I did the same thing. I set up my four rakaats, following the priestly movement ahead.

I released the mukena facilitated by the hospital mosque. A little bit of fixing my hijab before I stand up.

"Bia, are you here?", asked someone suddenly. I looked in that direction.

"doctor Sakti? You're in here? Berati, Mak's operation is done?", I asked.

Sakti looked at the eyes of the woman he had loved a few years ago, maybe even now still.

"It's been about an era maybe Bi. You were here?", asked Sakti who could not be separated looking at Bia's eyes.

"Eum.iya doc."

"Alhamdulillah, the operation went well Bi. Prayers granted. No, don't cry like that."

I tried to smile.

"Thank God, thank you doc."

"Don't call the doctor when I'm not on Bi's duty."

I looked up at the man in the blue sea shirt with his arms folded up to his elbows.

"Then?"

"Call 'mas' is better."

I nodded small. ''Yes, yes!"

"I want to go back to my room. You want to go to the operating room again? But I'm sorry, your mother-in-law hasn't been able to turn her back. Later if you have moved to the ward, you can just meet him."

"Yes mas. Thanks again."

Sakti nodded after that he left me in front of the mushola.

I took my breath deep. If I go there, I'll make sure that Aa is there too. I belom able to talk to him. It might take some time.

I slowly stepped my foot into the operating room.

As I got closer, I saw Alby sitting on the bench with his palm covering his face.

I grabbed my bag on the bench next door. Feeling my presence, Alby looked up.

"Neng!", Alby stood up and tried to touch me. But I pulled my body back.

"Sir, we need to talk, baby!"

I didn't understand it.

"Please!", said Alby pleading.

"I brought it back here to see how Mak is. Not to meet you!", I said. Yes, here I am. I can be gentle. But when my heart aches like this, I can just say ketus let alone rough.

"Neng..!", said Alby.

"Please continue your marriage with your employer's son A. I chose to retreat, I couldn't share. So, I better give up. Take it easy, I'll take care of Mak. Until he's completely healthy and can be independent without my help."

"Shabia Ayu! Listen Aa. Until whenever Aa would never divorce you!", Alby held both of my shoulders.

My tears escaped again in front of my husband.

"Why? Why A? I told you, I can't if I have to share. Polygamy is allowed, one of the shari'a and it is sunna. But I. I can't live his A. I am not a strong woman like them who is capable of living such a life. My faith is still shallow A. I can't. Can't!"

Now I'm sitting on the bench. My shoulders are shaken as is my broken heart with all this.

Alby sat down at my feet. Putting his head on my lap. I heard a prank from his mouth.

"Aa don't want to be like this either. Aa just loves you. You heard for yourself what Mr. Hartama did. Aa has absolutely no intention of beating you up. Aa love is with you. It's just you Shabia Ayu!", said Alby drowning his head in my lap.

Stupid me, my hands just reflexively rub A Alby's head.

I looked up at the ceiling of the hospital hallway. What am I supposed to do????