I'm taking you off, Mas!

Must Be Strong For the Future

"But, Sir. Hasn't Mas Afkar already paid the rent for 1 year?" Ask Yara.

"Yes, Nak Yara. Your husband has already paid for the next year. But you again have a sudden need. I can't wait for you to get paid for that house. If anyone can afford it, they will sell it. You just calm down the rest of the money that has entered will be returned, ", said Mr. Mulyo.

"What price do we agree on, sir?" Ask Afkar. The man spoke up because it was about his past promise. Although Afkar really did not remember him at all.

"The price agreed at that time was 700 million. But because you are pressed for medical expenses Revelation. Father's youngest son. He had an accident and had to undergo treatment at great cost. We had to move to a big hospital in the city. It must take a lot of money for that," said Mr. Mulyo.

"O Allah, Gusti.. pity the Revelation. sorry I have not been able to visit there Mr. Mulyo. I bother if I have to leave my husband at home alone," exclaimed Bu Nuri .

Shafa, who was sitting next to Afkar, was seen whispering to her husband.

"Are you sure, honey?" Ask Afkar to Shafa.

"Yes, Mas. It's also 'right your money, after returning to Jakarta some papa companies will you manage, '" said Syafa.

"How's my son-in-law? You asked me the price of the house" Bu Nuri asked Syafa.

"We'll pay for it, ma'am. That house is Yara's house of memories with Mas Afkar, right? So it's a pity to move on to someone else." Shafa turned towards Yara and Afkar.

Yara nodded then then bowed to justify Syafa's words.

"That's right, Syafa. You really deserve to accompany Afkar. A wife must dare to take the decision to help her husband. Not only obeying the husband, making a husband a backbone and depend on life alone.Wife should be able to keep up with the husband. As you are doing at the moment with Afkar," said Bu Nuri, making Yara more cornered.

"All I do is because I love Mas Afkar so much, Mom!"

"Mother was delighted, the feeling of mother relief Afkar got a wife who understood him so much."

"Easy, Mom. Don't praise only one side. From earlier I noticed that mother's attitude was very different from Yara's. What's wrong with you two?" tanya Afkar makes Bu Nuri can not dwell.

"G ... It's just your feeling, Afkar! Do you have to contain Yara's echo and recant your first wife's kindness in the presence of others. It can't be, can it?" chirping Bu Nuri.

Yara smiled miris. In fact, Bu Nuri never considered kindness and what Yara did was good according to her in-laws.

According to the agreement Afkar paid for the transfer of money requested by Mr. Mulyo. Mulyo felt grateful at that time. Because according to the old man, selling a house is not as easy as selling gold. It takes a lot of time for that. Mr. Mulyo is very grateful to Afkar and Syafa for paying it off.

After that Mr. Mulyo contacted his eldest son. It just so happened that he was in his house. Mr. Mulyo ordered his son to deliver a certificate of home in a serial dormitory housing occupied by Afkar and Yara.

While waiting for Mr. Mulyo's eldest son to come. They talk back. But not with Yara, you can imagine the woman's feelings. Feeling insignificant if Yara continued to join them in the living room.

Yara prefers to go to the kitchen and occupy herself there. Peeling the onion and washing the dirty dishes there. While Dhiya was playing beside the house with his son Uncle Yono.

Lips cannot speak, but the heart is disappointed. The crying that he had been holding back from earlier could not last long. But the sadness could not hold. Tears slowly drip. His shoulders rose and fell as tears kept coming out of the corner of the eye.

And at the same time someone entered the kitchen. The man saw Yara crying.

"Ra," call Syafa. Yara glanced at him then wiped the tears that were still left on her cheeks.

"Why, Mba?" Yara asked without looking at her interlocutor.

"You crying?" Syafa stood beside Yara while looking at Yara's swollen face.

"No, Mba! Maybe this was due to peeling the onions. So it still feels painful," elak Yara.

"Oh, I thought you were crying. What can I help you with here?" Ask Syafa.

"Everything's sorted out. Mba just went ahead to accompany Mas Afkar," replied Yara.

"Yes, that's right, Shafa. You better be in front. Soon everything will be the same with Yara. She is smart in the kitchen because she is used to it. You will be served by a maid in your house. So it's a pity that your smooth hands will be dirty," said Bu Nuri then immediately pulled Syafa to come with him back to the living room.

The old woman's words seemed to insinuate Yara. It was clear from his words that Bu Nuri distinguished his two daughters-in-law.

"Rb ... No pa-pa, am I ahead?" Ask Syafa.

Yara just nodded slowly in response.

'Until when can I endure all this, O God, can I continue to be by my husband's side. Because the limits of my patience also have limits.'

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But the man still refused. It turned out that Afkar still had the feeling not to hurt Yara. After all day Afkar saw sadness in Yara's eyes. Afkar continued to pay attention to the attitude of his first wife. Yara became more quiet.

Syafa and Yara have no problem with Afkar's decision.

Yara first went into the room because Dhiya asked for sleep. The girl misses the shalawat that Yara used to recite before going to bed.

When everyone is sound asleep. There was the sound of a delirious Syafa calling out to someone. Afkar quickly woke up, and went straight into Syafa's room.

"Darling, wake!" Afkar patted Syafa's cheek gently. Before long the woman woke up and immediately hugged Afkar.

"Mas ... I'm scared" Syafa said, hugging Afkar.

"You're having nightmares again?"

Syafa nodded at his embrace.

"Easy, relax! I'll sleep with you, right here!" Afkar and Syafa said slightly loosening his embrace.

"Then what about Yara? You've chosen not to be with us, Mum!" Shafa looked at Afkar doubtfully.

"He's asleep. In the future Yara must get used to seeing our togetherness. You're my wife too, baby!" Afkar rubbed Shafa's forehead that was filled with sweat.

"Are you going to be fair with us, Mom." Syafa looked at the face of Afkar who still looked confused.

"Let's go, I feel alien to Yara. Maybe because I've been with you all this time, I've had to adapt to my past, including Yara."

Shafa looked down sadly and Afkar saw that.

"Why are you sad?"

"If I'm honest, I can't share you with anyone else yet. Including Yara. Sorry...!" Shafa was getting sad.

Afkar quickly pulled Syafa in his arms.

"I can't be fair either. I'm still confused about everything. I try so hard to remember everything. But so hard, the shadow of Yara was completely absent in my mind. All of these thoughts are filled with our sweet memories, honey. I hope you're not mad if I try to get close to Yara because I'm trying to remember everything."

"That's what I'm afraid of if you remember everything, Mas. I'm afraid you forgot about me!" Syafa hugged her husband's body tightly.

"No, I guarantee it! I'm just trying to be a responsible husband. I don't want to get away from Yara and Dhiya. Though there is no memory of them." Afkar threw a smile at Syafa and then brought his face closer to the beautiful woman before him.

"We can do that here, right?" Afkar asked as he looked at Syafa with a longed-for look.

Syafa nodded slowly. The woman understood the meaning of the gaze from her husband.

Without them realizing someone is listening to all the words of both. Yara held her own chest hearing every word that came out of the mouth of Afkar, her husband.

Pain really hurts, Yara heard it.

Yara took a deep breath then threw it away violently. He knew it would be like this. In the future Yara must strengthen her heart, yes.. Yara should be able to strongly often see even hear the friendly speech that she used to hear from Afkar, should be addressed to others.

And a tumultuous struggle took place in that soundless room. Shafa forgot where he was, now. Unlike the luxury house in each room there is a soundproof device.

The beautiful shrill sound from Syafa's mouth could be heard by Yara. How not, the guest room with a room that is being inhabited by Afkar and Shafa playing hot is only wall-nosed.

Yara covered her own ears hearing the scrumptious groans her husband gave her for another woman.

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