I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

Chapter 58. It's Easy to Talk!

"Hani. quit." Mr. Julio's heavy voice resuscitated me if there was that man near me right now.

My steps immediately stopped, gamang chose to continue to step according to the whispers of my conscience. In front there is Mas Bayu who walks down lethargic and lost his spirit of life, then behind me there is a passionate Mr. Julio who wants to immediately make me a partner to reach heaven in one marriage. Who am I supposed to meet between the two men?

"I want to see Mas Bayu for a moment," I said as I turned my head and looked down not daring to look at the shady-eyed man who must be holding a sense of annoyance at my intention to meet Mas Bayu.

"Wait."

"Why can't I talk to him anymore?" tanyaku.

"Don't make your own decisions, I'm with you. This is indeed your battle, but I will keep you company until you make it through."

"I don't think you believe me.""

"I believe. You just pity her, just pity her. Your heart is too weak to see the suffering of others even if it has been hurt."

I just shrugged, my mind still split between the two men. I stepped back and Mr. Julio followed behind.

No matter how much my heart aches over the actions of Mas Bayu, I never pray for him, Allah is Most Just so that God alone decides the fate of my ex-husband. The pain he inflicted still did not obstruct my conscience that was called upon when he saw it slump.

"Mas, how are you?" tanyaku so not a step away with Mas Bayu anymore.

The haggard-faced man looked up, seemingly only realizing my presence. "Hani? I ... The trial's over, huh?"

I'm nodding. "We're officially divorced, just wait for the divorce deed to come out. I'm sorry if there was anything wrong with being your wife."

Mas Bayu looked at me softly without a word, he could only nod. Then a moment later shook his head softly, "I'm sorry, my mistakes are many. Titip my son."

Seeing Mas Bayu not as usual, I feel more pity. I can imagine the ruin of that man's life right now. Huft, wait a minute .. When I'm down because he chose another woman, where is that man? Didn't he care that time? There is no greater pain than sharing love with another woman. Then, why should I be pityed when Mas Bayu reaped the results of the bad deeds he put on. My heart began to lash out to be able to forgive.

"Of course I will fight for his future well, Mas. Oh yeah, haven't got a place to stay for mom yet?" tanyaku.

Mas Bayu shook his head slowly. "My money isn't enough to rent a house. I've been trying to find a job yet to get. The plan is to have the rest of my money to work first."

"I have a job opportunity, but the position is not as high as your position first. If you want to be able to start from an existing position."

Mr. Julio's voice made Mas Bayu turn from me, his face hardened to realize the presence of the man among us.

"You must be happy to see me down the street, right? Why pretend to give you a job! Don't be a hero in front of Hani if you just want to take her heart!" Mas Bayu pointed his finger at Mr. Julio full of anger.

Upholding his lethargic body, Mas Bayu turned towards the gate about to leave the parking lot and went to the large street.

"Wait, Mas, wait. My contract is still three months away, stay with my mom there. I plan to buy a simple house" I cried quickly.

My loud voice not only surprised the people who passed by around the parking lot, but also made Mr. Julio look at me fixedly.

Mas Bayu turned to look at me while smiling bitterly, "No need. I'll just drop mommy first."

"But until when? I did plan to buy a house," I said in a hurry, imagining staying longer with my mother-in-law was enough to make me depressed.

"I just want you to calm your mind. Can you imagine if you knew the hardships I had to live enough of our lives when we couldn't get a steady income? I'm just about to start a rough business, Hani!" Mas Bayu explained the reason for rejecting my offer earlier.

"You are how you want war to be the same fate, have not started to be pessimistic. Accept defeat, correct the mistake that can make you rise again," said Mr. Julio trying to help me resuscitate Mas Bayu's determination, and I blinked in disbelief at the kindness of the man in the brown skin.

Oh God, help me. Something's wrong with the three of us. Mr. Julio almost ignored the value of religion by approaching me too early when not officially divorced and I was almost washed away by his approach, then Mas Bayu seemed reluctant to melapakku from him by leaving my mother-in-law to me. Give the best guidance, O Allah, I wipe my face with fear.

"Taxi!" Mas Bayu shouted for a taxi passing in front of the court gate. Without being able to prevent it anymore, he passed with the speed of the light blue car.

Mas Bayu's accusation to Mr. Julio that he considered to be joyful over his suffering, made me realize one thing .. I gave the thick-browed man way too early to ask before the judge decided my status.

"Looks like we don't see each other first, Mr. Julio. Until the divorce deed comes out and my iddah period is over" I said lirih.

"Why?" ask Mr. Julio gently.

"I am afraid to break God's good commandments. It is as if we have established love before the halal date of marriage arrives. That's wrong."

"We do not do anything too, just ... yes just talk, right?" The tall man refuted my opinion.

"We have tried to obey, but the little zina is faint without us knowing it happens even when talking together. I'm afraid I can't, we better not meet at all" I explained simply.

The failure of my marriage made me learn more about religion.I wanted to achieve a quieter life with obedience. I follow my faith, who tries to be good will have a better destiny.

"If the phone is still allowed?"

"May, only if necessary," I said again.

"alright. Whatever you say." The man shrugged his shoulders at my door.

"Not said. That's a good command from God. Turn good not because of me, Mr. Julio." I tried to convince the good-hearted man to always rely on the command of God.

"It's complicated, yes," he said softly.

"Not complicated. Love based on God, it will be easy to walk. But if it is intended other than Allah, the path will be difficult. I'm sure Mr. Julio understands." I smiled as I walked back to my parked car.

"Yes-yes, I understand." Mr. Julio said half-screaming and chased after my steps.

"Thank God. I went to the office, yeah," I said excitedly.

"Eh, wait. About your mother-in-law who still lives at your place, I have a solution." The man said seriously, he has aligned beside me now.

"What's that?" I am interested and want to know.

"Let him stay there. Find ART stay. I paid for their needs. You and your son can move house." The thick-browed man spoke without pause, looking earnestly to give me a way out.

"Is that not too cruel? And trouble Mr Julio too?" many doubt.

"No. Pray that Bayu will live with his mother there. And again, every time I do good is not for others, but for myself. Whoever eases the path of others, then the path will be facilitated." Mr. Julio outlined a belief that he seemed to have long held firm.

"Give me time to weigh in, yeah. My mother-in-law I've taken it like my own mother." I said.

"I know that. But do not let your kindness be used by others. I can read Bayu's wiles nitip his mother's same as yours. Be careful."

"Siaaaap. I'm going first. Assalamu'alaikum." I waved, like one who would part for a long time at that patient, kind-hearted man.

Mr. Julio answered his greetings, returned my hand, standing dumbstruck as if reluctant to see the pace of my car getting away from him.