
If there is one chance, maybe this is the chance God has given me. When in despair, do not have a single shred of hope, let alone to get happiness. I think that's impossible in my mind. All I do every day is surrender, surrender, and wipe away tears. Though I never underestimate one word, prayer. Prayer is like an arrow that can penetrate everything that can never be imagined to happen by the human mind. I even to the point of crying and prostrating my gratitude, as soon as I got word from the doctor Heru, that Fatih, the son I love so much, can only be healed again as before, the hope that was lost and then God gave it back in my life. I chose to send Fatih to the Netherlands to carry out the treatment that Heru had given. My son is healed. It felt like a very happy day in my life after going through such a terrible household storm. My son came home, and immediately hugged his mother's body tightly. His cry broke, His breath was stingy. There were about fifteen minutes my Son hugged me so tightly. My son and I wept together, expressing unparalleled longing and gratitude. Allah is fair, He gives me a great test, but He also gives me joy beyond expectation. Who would have thought that people affected by severe psychic disorders, even to the point of being forced to be brought by a public family without guarantee of recovery, suddenly came in the condition that was like before?. And what mother?, who was not very happy, when her only son who suffered a mental disorder, was suddenly given a miracle of healing?. Beautiful days passed with Fatih, telling and telling bitterly when his psychological has not yet recovered. How to shunt her I, take care of her for treatment and go back and forth to the mental hospital just so that her only son can be cured. Until, how scared I am. When in the midst of difficult to take care of himself, the monster came back home?. This is truly a marvelous miracle, the fruit of patience and a prayer that never ceases to repeat to Him.
"Mother, forgive Fatih and thank you Mother,".
Only that, the words that came out of my son's mouth, once back in a healthy psychic condition. Sorry and thank you, maybe he can no longer speak. Besides sorry and thank me. I understand, it's really heavy. But it seems that God still wants to give me and Fatih a chance to feel happiness after experiencing and swallowing the bitterness of such a deadly ordeal. Our happiness, more complete with the presence of Inspiration in the midst of my family atmosphere. Just a month after being declared cured, my son Fatih chose to adopt a boy from one of the orphanages in Jakarta. Obviously I am very happy, even though Ilham is not my son's biological son. I love him as much as my own grandson. Since the return of Fatih's psychic health, my son never again asked about Aisyah. I don't know, he's completely forgotten or just wants to not remember his ex-wife again. In fact, I was the one who told him about Aisyah first. About how my ex-daughter-in-law doesn't even care about me and about her. I'll tell you the details of how it happened. The letters I wrote and I sent to her none of them got any response from her. Fatih was only speechless when I told her that, and then shifted the conversation to something else. I don't know, I don't know myself, what was really in Fatih's heart and mind as soon as I told her about the ugliness of Aisyah's behavior that had absolutely no compassion or empathy for others. Fatih should be angry and hate Aisha, because Aisha would not even help her already threatened soul.
"My son?, do you know?. That the monster had come several times to meet the mother?. Indeed, Mother did not dare to open the door of the house and continued to hide in the room,".
"Monster?, who's Mother?,". Looks like my son Fatih doesn't know who I call that monster.
"Your former father was very evil,". I know, there's no such thing as an ex-parent. But I don't want to, call him his father.
"W-what?!!. You came to Bun's house?. What's he doing, Bun?. He didn't do anything to you, did he?. Mommy's not in anything, is she Bun?,". My son is very worried. She was afraid that her mother would be hurt again by her evil ex-father. I know very well how the joyful glare of hatred, emotion and disappointment in Fatih's sharp eyes.
"I'm sorry Fatih Mommy. Because Fatih Mother's life is threatened because of the evil male terror Bun. But mother don't worry. Now that Fatih had recovered, Fatih was already healthy. And your only son will never let anyone hurt you. Especially that man Mother,".
"It's okay, son. Mother does not blame you. All of this has become the destiny and scenario of life of God, which we must live. As bitter as any path. We need to stay strong,".
"Mother's Father. Thank you for taking care of Fatih until Fatih can return to the way he was. May God repay the Mother's extraordinary kindness to the Mother's son. Aamin, man,".
"Amalein,".
It's the third day, Fatih's son and I moved house and moved city. I originally wanted to move to Bandung. But Fatih wants to be in the city solo. I am not ridho, I have been very hard-earned so that my son can recover and return to the way he was and no longer remember Aisyah's ex-wife who did not even care about him. Aisyah lives in the city of Solo, obviously there will be many memories that are recalled by my son Fatih. Fatih and I had a conversation, he had defended himself that the goal of choosing a solo city was not because of Aisyah. I don't know, what Fatih said was true or just nonsense. Finally I gave you the option of Yogyakarta city. Although it is close to Solo city, at least my son is not one city with Aisyah in solo. I don't want to, Fatih remembers everything about the woman named Aisyah who almost made me lose my only son. I was determined, after Fatih's recovery. As a Mother, I want Fatih to be able to continue her normal life and marry another woman who can make my son happy. If my former daughter-in-law can live happily with her new husband, then my son should also be able to live happily with a new woman who is more everything than Aisyah. I'm sure, which woman isn't smitten to see the look on my son Fatih's face. It was very easy for Fatih to be able to get a beautiful and kind woman. I'm sure that, Fatih was even very painstaking to take care of and love Ilham like a real child himself. It proved that in fact he had been eager to obtain the offspring that was his own flesh blood. But for that, he still had to marry a woman who fit and fit. I'll talk to him later.
The terror carried out by my ex-husband who was so violent, greedy and cruel it really made me shudder in fear. I was fed up with all his attitudes and behavior towards me first, I used to shut up and sacrifice for the happiness of my only son Fatih. But now, I will never stay silent and let him try to ruin everything that I had so hard and bloody built with Fatih.