Honeyed

Episode.47 (SEASON 2)

Trust in a relationship is one of the most important foundations. So that a relationship that has been built is not easily shaky and collapsed. Even if hit by a very strong wind. But in fact, no matter how strong the foundation, the wind can sometimes still destroy the building to poranda. Like this time, my marriage relationship with my wife Aisyah. I nurtured trust in my wife, making that trust the foundation of this relationship. But the fact is, household exams are coming, like the wind that keeps changing. Will the foundation of trust that I have made desperately will not be strong enough to sustain this marriage?. Will this wind-like test be able to destroy my marital relationship with Aisyah?. The meeting with my wife's ex-in-law, quite disturbing my heart as well as my mind. It was clear how the story of the past of the woman who now accompanied me. It was painful, it was really unexpected, My ex-husband's mother would say that to me.

"Mas?. How daydreaming?".

Aisha, my wife, approached me who was sitting while thinking about what happened a few days ago.

" Hmmm.engga darling. Sit here".

I noticed Aisyah's body sitting beside me. This woman, who has been with me for almost seven years, has taken care of all the needs of me and my children. Will I be able to let go of her that easily, to come back again with her ex-husband?.

"Mas Fahmi is sick? ".

" No papa, I'll also recover dear".

"But Fahmi's face was very pale. Why?, go to the doctor?! ".

I saw the anxious face of Aisyah. How could a woman this good betray me. Seeing my pale face was like a panic. Is it possible that he still loves Fatih?.

" No need for Ayesha. After all, Mas Fahmi had to go to work. There are still many unfinished trusts. At most this is just an ordinary wind".

"Mas, let's go to the boss. Don't go to work. Aisyah is not ridho if mas in this state still works".

" Shhhhh. don't say that, baby. I know we want to have another child. So you also have to be passionate about making a living. Believe me well, Mas Fahmi's okay baby".

"But mas. Hiks... ".

" Aisha?, do you love Mas?! ".

" Our Fahmi?!. Again sick like this even ask questions that do not make sense".

"Jawab it baby".

" Well, how many times does Aisyah have to say. That Aisyah loves Mas Fahmi so much".

"There's no other man but mas in your heart, right?".

My throat felt choked asking Aisyah that. I'm sure, Aisyah was also shocked to hear my question just now. I just wanted to make sure. That what my ex-wife-in-law said isn't true.

" Athaghfirullah Mas. Fahmi asked that to Aisyah?. No Mas, Asiyah only loves Mas Fahmi. There was nothing else in Aisha's heart, other than Mas".

"I'm sorry, honey, if Mas's question to you offends you".

" Aisha did not feel offended. Because Aisha never did. That is, Aisyah never kept another name in Aisyah's heart other than Mas Fahmi".

"Aisha, you know?. I am so scared of losing you, baby".

" Asiyah what else Mas. Aisyah very much does not want to go far and lose Mas Fahmi in life Aisyah ".

"Thank God. Take care of our kids, baby. Enlarge them with affection and good manners".

" Well, rich people want to leave Aisyah alone. I want to leave Aisyah, right?!. Or do you like other women?!. Hikk... ".

" Where is it, baby. I will not be able to sue an angel like you, dear. The boy was closer to his Umi than his Abi. So Mas entrust our children to women who have bet their lives to give birth to them dong".

"Hmmm... ".

" Fahmi's briefcase is ready, right, baby?. I want to go to work. You're good at home Dad".

"Mas, Aisyah please. At least the permission not to go to work for today only. Mas was very pale, and cold sweat came out all over. Aisyah where it might be quiet to take off the mas working with conditions like this?! ".

" Neither dear papa. Aisyah, don't ever meet your ex-husband again. He was jealous ".

The account had to say so to Aisyah. The day after my meeting with Mother Layla. There's a message coming in on my phone. A message from a new number I didn't know myself. The man sent some photos. And what made me barely able to breathe was, the photo sent to me turned out to be a photo of Aisyah and Fatih being together in front of the clinic where Aisyah checked the womb. Crushed, wanting to be angry but I held it. How I was not broken and hurt, in the photo was clearly Aisyah's ex-husband holding Aisyah's body. Which man is ridho his wife's body is held by another man. I can't be angry, because Aisyah is pregnant with my baby. Let me hold everything. I enjoy every scratch of his pain. Fatih, maybe that's the reason, why Aisyah insisted on checking the USG even though I couldn't drive her back then. So today I asked him, does he just love me?. Or and another heart that is dwelling in his heart. I felt like I wanted to ask her why she dared to lie to me, why did Aisyah meet her ex-husband?, why did Fatih touch her. I broke it again. I don't want Aisyah stress and thinking. She's pregnant, I don't want everything the account wants to ask her. Will affect the fetus that is being conceived by Aisyah.

"Astaghfirullah Mas's. Fahmi is why?. Again sick like this even likes to talk indistinctly. Aisyah also does not want to relate to Mas's past. For whatever, there is no importance. Never mind, Mas Fahmi do not like to think strangely yes. Aisyah belongs only to Mas Fahmi. Okay ".

I didn't answer anything. Just a smile that I gave Aisyah for her statement just now to me. I don't know who I should trust?. As much as I can, I've tried to keep believing in my wife. But why are there more clues that Aisyah still loves her ex-husband Fatih?. It feels very destroyed, even able to make my health also collapsed. Day and night I always think about the fate of my household, what about my children. In any case, hopefully I can continue to be able to survive with this gaping wound. I will still love Aisyah, no matter what my current condition is.

"Yes, I'm leaving, baby. Assalamu'alaikum".

" Mas Fahmi's. Aisha's heart was not calm Mas".

Aisyah continued to whine by continuing to hug my body. What yes, a woman who has feelings for another man other than her husband will do the same thing Aisyah did to me. No, my wife is the best woman. He would never betray me. Hopefully my confidence in Aisyah will not scratch any more disappointment in my life.

"Trust me, it's okay, baby. They leave well. Assalamu'alaikum".

" Wa'alaikumussalam. hikks".

"Where?. Do you still want to hang on to a woman that even other men want to touch? ".

A message came in on my phone. It's the same number that sent me the photo of Aisyah and Fatih. Who the hell is he, why could he have a picture of my wife with Fatih. Why does he know my cell phone number. I'd better call this number. The message was insolent. I can't stay still, Aisyah is still my wife. I must preserve his honor. There must not be a single person who insulted my Aisha. Although the message was true, I did not accept it.

"Tuuut... ".

Phone's ringing, I'm waiting for the owner of this number to pick up the phone. But it's turned off. Who would actually dare to send me that photo.

" sir. tuuut... "

I tried to re-contact. Finally lifted up too.

"Hallo!. Hey, who are you!. What do you mean you sent me that photo!! ".

"You don't need to know who I am. But I clearly know you. You are Fahmi, the husband of a woman named Aisyah! ".

" I definitely need to know who you are!!. You have disturbed my household!! ".

" Fahmi, you should be thanking me. Because of me, you finally found out how the behavior of that wife you love so much is!!. Too bad for your fate, you're tired of work, but your wife is engrossed in having an affair with a man who even that man is the ex-husband of your own wife".

"Shut up!!. Never insult my wife!!. Where are you now!!. I want to meet you!! ".

" Eitts. patience. No need you snatch me like this. Not to be thankful, but angry. It's a shame that a man like yourself is so easily lied to by your own wife!! ".

" Never again do you demean my wife!!. I'll find you soon!! ".

" Just find out if you can!!. Don't take the risk of challenging myself. You are not an opponent comparable to me. I just want you to realize, your wife is not a good woman and loves only one man, and that man is not you who is now her husband. But that man is the ex-husband of your own wife, Fatih!! ".

" Where do you know all about my family business!!. Who are you!!!. Don't be a loser, I won't be afraid of anyone who dares to put my wife down! ".

"Based on a stupid man!!. Still defending his wife!! ".

The phone connection just turned off. My emotions are out of control. Who is that brash man!. How dare he insult and humiliate Aisyah in front of me!. Why does that person know everything. What's with all this?. Fatih, Aisyah and I!!.

" Aarrghhhh...!! ".

I screamed full of annoyance. I've never felt this emotional with someone. Because of that unclear person, I almost hit the person who was crossing. Messed up, everything's so fucked up. I didn't even think about it anymore, my body was weak and not strong. My physical pain, I just ignored it. It hurts more to hear all the strange people say. Is it possible, he was Fatih's man?. To make myself jealous and slowly break down. But what did Fatih do to tell people to destroy me. Why do strange things happen continuously. What is the sign of all this?.

"Dertt.. dertt".

My phone's beeping.

" Hello, Assalamu'alaikum Mas. Mas how?. Arrived at the office?! ".

" Wa'alaikumussalam's. Haven't".

"Where's mas?. It's okay, right?!. Aisyah's worried".

" Just pray, you're safe and nothing happens".

"Mas, let me know if there's anything. Aisyah to Mas's mind continues from earlier. Coming home from our office, take treatment of yah mas".

" Look at it later. If you are not tired".

"Mas?!. It's Fahmi, right?! "

"Who do you think if not Fahmi, Aisyah?. Fatih, does that mean you? ".

" Athaghfirullah Mas Fahmi. Fahmi, how does that speak?. Sorry if Aisyah was wrong. Aisyah just didn't recognize Aisyah's husband at a time like this. Yasudah, Aisyah turn off the phone first. Assalamu'alaikum, I'm sorry to interrupt the timing".

The phone was switched off by Aisyah. I tried to contact Aisyah back. But don't want to be answered. Maybe I've gone too far with my wife. I'm out of control, I'm not okay. I mean, my heart is not broken. Mind fucked. All because of that unknown number. It's good I blocked that number only. To no longer bother myself, nor my family.

"Tuuut".

Aisyah still wouldn't pick up the phone from me. I feel like I've been too mean to my wife. But really, I'm out of control. Too much burden and thought. Why my household has become more and more unbecoming since the presence of Aisyah's ex-husband's family. Was all this planned by them?. I rubbed my face, and massaged a little my head that was getting dizzy uncontrollably.

"O Allah, why is your trial so hard?. Fahmi just wants to live a quiet life. Do not give the exam that Fahmi himself is not able to undergo, Rabb. Fahmi is just an ordinary human being, will not be able if you constantly have to stand in the middle of a terrible storm. If this exam will be able to pass Fahmi, Fahmi please. Give Fahmi extensive strength and patience. Fahmi's very tired".

Doaku.

I drove the car I used to the side of the road. I can't possibly insist on driving under these circumstances. Let it be, a little firm and reprimanded. I still want to live and see the birth of my second child.

"Aisyah, I'm sorry Fahmi".

Gumamku.