Honeyed

Episode.53 (SEASON 2)

An invitation to thank me was accepted. Mother Layla gave me an invitation. I don't know, from the cover there is only a letter of invitation. As for what, I haven't had time to open the contents of the invitation. My hand immediately pulled out a piece of paper that was inside this invitation envelope.

"Welcome to celebrate and welcome the future wife of ananda Muhammad Fatih?! ".

I was very surprised to read the invitation. What does all this mean, whether yesterday Mother Fatih just scare me. Welcoming the future wife?. That means Fatih has found a companion for his life. And I don't have to be indebted for releasing Aisyah for Fatih. It felt so happy, getting this invitation. At least, my family will no longer be disturbed. I still didn't expect, then what did all of your messages mean to me. Is this the answer to all my questions. If it's true that Fatih already has a future wife, it means that I have misjudged Mother and Fatih. At the invitation, it was written that the tasyakuran event will be held this afternoon, at Fatih's residence. But will Aisyah want me to come to her ex-husband's house?. If Aisyah and I don't come after being invited, it's the same as I and Aisyah don't appreciate other people's invitations. Of course, both Mother and Fatih will feel singled.

I put the invitation paper in the bag. And rush the gas car to immediately go home. I happen to have all the office work done. So I can go home a little faster than usual. I still did not expect, Fatih will finally get married after so long choosing to become a widower. I'm so happy to have this news. My Aisha will forever be mine. And that's for sure, the account will never be willing to release Aisyah for anyone. Aisyah is a diamond that I have to take good care of. It's like a dream, but not a dream. Because the invitation is now in my briefcase. Thankfully, the nightmare turned out to be inversely proportional to her reality. Today even Aisyah and I were invited to attend Fatih's Thanksgiving event which will get married again.

"Assallammualaikum Mother, where's Ayesha's mother? ".

"Waallaikummussalam, it's in the TV room. I'm with Wawa".

I left Mom reading a magazine after shaking hands and kissing the back of Mom's hand.

"Darling".

"Have Abi come home? ".

" It's a darling. Said Mom you were with Wawa. Where's Wawa? ".

"Yes was the same Wawa, just entered his room".

" Oh so. Honey, I got an invitation".

"Invitation?. From who is mas?. Who will get married? ".

" From your ex-husband's family, baby".

"I-I mean Mas Fahmi?! ".

"Yes, so there was someone who handed an invitation to Mas, when Mas would get in the car and want to go home".

" then? ".

" This is not a wedding invitation, baby. But the invitation to tasyakuran ".

"Of course?! ".

" Yeah, Fatih your ex-husband gave thanks. Because I'm getting married soon".

"Oh, thank goodness, then".

" Well, how? ".

" How is it?".

"Kok, how's that baby. Yes how?. We're not gonna come at the Thanksgiving? ".

" Kayaknya, Aisyah did not follow Mas. It is the one who represents ".

" Masa Mas came alone anyway?. It's not good with Fatih's family. We will underestimate their invitation. After all, on this invitation is also written your name dear. It's not just my name ".

" Aisha did not want to come. Just say, if we're busy and can't attend the invitation to his tasyakuran".

"Why don't you come?! ".

" Aisha lazy Mas. Especially after the problem of misunderstanding with Mas first. Aisha did not want to have any more contact with them. It'sit's nothing. It's all for our good, Mas Fahmi".

"Mas understand, but not good dear. We've been invited. Even until his invitation. Our time is not coming?. It's called we don't respect the people who invited us. So come on dad. At least to let them know, we're coming. It doesn't take long there. Later in the middle of the event, we take it. Hows it? ".

" Right yeah, just for the arrival deposit only. Don't dawdle. Aisha doesn't want to".

"Yes dear. Mas promise, besides Mas also want to do long time there".

" What time is the show?".

"On this invitation it is written today, about four in the afternoon. Can it? ".

" Hmmm.all right ".

" It's three o'clock in thirty minutes. Take a shower first. Have you taken a shower? ".

" It's. Aisha will be ready for anyone".

I still did not expect, Fatih would finally get married as well. That means, Mother Layla will no longer force and make me feel very indebted to her. It means forcing me to repay her good deeds to me. I prepared, so as not to be late to come to the ceremony. White hem with black pants is my choice. Also Aisyah who wore a similar robe and hijab to me. My hair is neatly combed. No ten minutes, I'm ready to go to my ex-husband's house. Even if I could choose, I would be like Aisyah. Wouldn't want to come on that show. What can I do, I have to come. Because it was Mother Layla, who saved my life. If only, I had not been saved by my wife's former in-laws, who now invited me and Aisyah to attend the event. I'll definitely leave the invitation lying in the seat of my car.

"Where are you going? ".

Mom was surprised to see me and Aisyah already look very neat and fragrant. It is good that Aisyah and I have not conveyed this to Mom.

" We-we want to come to the show Tasyakuran Bu".

"Tasyakuran way?. Whose show? ".

" Old friend of the Mother" . Replied sekena.

"Oh, be careful. Let me tell your daughter later".

" Thank you Ma'am".

Aisha's hands I held tightly. Taking this woman I love so much to the car. Although the distance of Fatih's house is not too far. But still, I can be late if it's stuck in traffic

"Dear of? "

"Yes Mas? ".

" You know what?. Today you are so beautiful, dear"

"Alhamdulillah, eh just today her beautiful Ayesha? "

"Every day my love. It's just, Mas will rarely see you cursing the white-colored robe like today".

" Heheh. Aisyah period at home everyday wear white color. Later there will be a quick dirty dong Mas ".

" Yes too. Hehehe... You have a complaint not to love his stomach? ".

" Thank God, there is no Mas so far. Hopefully good until the birth. Like when I was going to give birth to Marwah first. Aamiin's "

"Aamiineni".

Thankfully, the journey to Mother Layla's house is not jammed. And also Aisha and I did not go astray. Because indeed, this is the first time that I and Aisyah have come to Mother Layla's house. Only use the map on the invitation. Although I have lived in Yogyakarta for quite a long time, sometimes I like to often do not remember any alley or small road. Moreover, this is housing, it will certainly be a little difficult to find the location of the house to which it is headed. I honestly can't wait, want to get to Mother Layla's house immediately. I wanted to thank him, because it turned out his request to me at that time, was just a joke. I can't imagine that until it's true.

"Mas, promise me. Don't dawdle. Aisha doesn't want to go for it".

"Yes dear. It's a promise. After all, this is just for them to see and know. That we've attended an invitation from them. So don't worry dad. You also do not want to, you long meet with your ex-husband. Later you will remember all your past memories with him again. If it were not for respecting the older people who had invited us, then surely Mas would not have come Ayesha either. Mas jealous!, later you do not go far from Mas well. Must always be next to me".

"Astaghfirullah, what's that saying. Who maksa Aisyah to follow Mas. Not going to Mas Fahmi, the memories that Aisyah remembers yes only about us. Surely Mas, Ayesha will always be beside Mas. If necessary, Mas do not release the hand of Mas from the hand of Aisyah well".

" Yes the name is also a worried person dear. Mercifully. A beautiful angel like you should be well taken care of dear. So, I'm a little over on you".

"Yes Mas Fahmi, my dear husband".

Along the way, Aisyah and I joked and chatted. Sometimes, too, discuss light topics around the world of parenting. To the extent that it does not feel, the car that I and Aisyah ride is parked in the yard of Mother Layla's house. I see, many invited guests have arrived. It seems like this bagyakuran is very majestic. Guests are invited very much and also on average wear a car. I got out of the car, and immediately took Aisyah to the location of the thanksgiving will be held.

"Eh, it's coming".

Welcome Mother Layla with a big smile on me and Aisyah. It seems like Mother Layla is very happy to see the arrival of myself and Aisyah. Aisyah and I were invited to enter and sit among the other invited guests. For some reason, many pairs of eyes were looking towards Aisyah. What were they talking about earlier while watching my wife. Are they talking about that Aisyah is a former daughter-in-law of Mother Layla. Honestly, I don't like it when strangers look at my wife with that kind of look. A very strange look to me.

"Mas Fahmi, why are they looking and paying attention to Aisyah. Aisyah doesn't like to be treated like that Mas".

Aisha whispered to me. Tell him what he feels. It turns out I'm not the only one who's aware of this. Aisyah also felt that she was the center of attention of many invited guests who came at the Thanksgiving event today.

"How are you guys?. All healthy, right? ". Ask Mother Layla to me and Aisyah.

"Alhamdulillah".

That's all I answered from Mother Layla's question.

" Fatih son, here. Fahmi's coming".

I noticed the direction where Mother Layla looked. Right, there's Fatih. My wife's ex-husband's man. But why did he seem to be uninspired at this event?. Even Fatih was impressed very lazy to just greet the invited guests who came to his thanksgiving event. And where will the wife-to-be woman who will be her life companion.

"Oh, it's been a while? ".

" No, just now. Oh yeah congratulations well, soon will have a life companion".

I said to Fatih.

"Hmmm.thank you".

Fatih looked very nervous in front of me and Aisyah. He even took his mother away. Aisyah and I just kept quiet and did not comment. They may have a lot of guests. So, his movements are very strange.

" Well, I'm opening her tasyakuran show. Assalamu'alaikum warahmatulli wabarakatuh ".

Suddenly a host opened the event that I had been waiting for from earlier. I focused my attention on the tall man who was holding a microphone in his hand. Like other invited guests, the father of the host known as Heru also often looked towards Aisyah. I feel angry, but I hold it.

" When do we go home?. Aisyah is already uncomfortable".

"Yes dear. In a moment, yeah. The show just opened. It's not good to go home".

" Yes, yasudah".

Suddenly Mother Layla held the control of the microphone that was held by a father named Heru. I don't know, maybe he'll welcome his invited guests.

"Assalamu'alaikum, a father and a mother whom I respect. Before her thank you for taking the time to attend the thanksgiving event for my only son, Muhammad Fatih. As my father and mother read on the invitation I gave yesterday. This prayer was held in no other way and not to express gratitude to God, because finally my son will marry again in the near future. Here too, I have a distinguished guest whom I have invited on my birthday. They're in the corner over there".

It feels very shock, for what Mother Layla did that to me and Aisyah. Now all pairs of eyes look towards Aisyah and me. What does it mean honored guest. That's too much, and it doesn't make sense.

"The man named Fahmi. And a woman named Ayesha my son Fatih's future wife".

It seems that this is no longer true. How is it possible, Mother Layla said in front of many people. That Aisyah was Fatih's future wife. Mommy Layla might have mispronounced. From ex-wife to future wife. No it was impossible, Mother Layla did not even rectify her speech just now. Fatih was also like she did not appear at this event, after bringing her Mother to enter the house. My emotions can no longer be held back. I stood up and held Aisyah who like her was also very eager to leave this unnatural event. I have not paid much attention to the many pairs of eyes that look at me and Aisyah. I didn't expect, Mother Layla would do all this. I was very disappointed to see the reality that happened today. Aisyah had even cried behind her veil. I'm sure his feelings are very broken. I feel so guilty for Aisyah.

"Aisyah, I'm sorry Fahmi".

I said while shedding tears. But there was only silence and no voice or even any answer from Aisyah.