
Akhri turned to one of the corners, the place where Maryam was sitting. Far away from the witness.
Maryam's smile expanded perfectly, she nodded once at him. While Akhri, the man began to shed his tears. Unable to do his Ijab.
After that, he again shifted his gaze to Hamid, the eldest brother who became his marriage guardian Kania.
Akhri also shook the hand of the ruler began to mutter the bismillah and then vowed.
"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim... Qobiltu Nikahaha..."
Allahs... Mary felt a deep incision in the chest. But he still did not rise from his sitting position.
"wa Tazwijaha alal Mahril Madzkuur wa Radhiitu bihi, Wallahu Waliyut Taufiq."
His sight is getting blurred. Gamang looked at everything. Maryam moved out of her place after all the witnesses called out 'Sah'.
His steps were limp, his right hand tightly closed his sobbing mouth.
He looked for an empty place, for him to be alone after that leaning on the wall. Slowly slumping down, Maryam crouched down.
Bang Akhri, congratulations to you. May happiness be with us. I do not cry out of sadness, nor regret. I am happy .. very happy. Like what I want, you can finally marry another woman for the sake of getting offspring.
Maryam as she pleased herself, next to the deserted mosque. While fooling himself. He knew his heart was lying. Just to calm himself. Which has no effect.
Until a hand touches his shoulder. Maryam gasped, she thought it was Bang Akhri.
"Arshila?" mumbled wailing. Arshila hugged her best friend's body, crying as much as she could.
"What are you, anyway? I told you, don't do this. Don't follow Uwa's will, I. Now you're like this?"
"I'm okay."
"Don't lie to me, Merr. I know you. I know what it hurts like to be you."
Mary poured out her tears in Arshila's arms. Until a second warm embrace came to them. Ms. Karimah made Maryam and Arshila look over.
"Mother?" Maryam turned, she ran over to her mother Arshila.
"Mom doesn't know what to say anymore. It's already happening. Akhri is already legal with the girl. The sign of your rights will be the same" Ms. Karimah said, gently rubbing Maryam's shaken back. "Mom can only hope, you accept this sincerely. If you are sincere, heaven is waiting for you, dear."
"inshaAllah, Maryam will try."
"Ummi, why is Uwa Nyai so selfish, anyway?"
"Well how else? You know the status of Uwa Nyai, right? Ummi couldn't possibly help Maryam to speak."
"Ck!!"
"Arshila. I'm not papa. Just, I need some time alone. I'll let you go home first, yeah."
"I'm anterine!" Sigap Arshila.
"No need. I can do it myself, really. After all, Daffa's kasian will nyariin his Ummi."
"He was just like her brother. It doesn't matter, I'll take you for a minute. Bang Dayat's part must understand."
"Yes, Merr. You let it be between Arshila, yes," persuaded Ms. Karimah.
"Yes, Mom." Maryam moved, with help from Shila who held both hands. After that, hold Maryam's hand tightly. "Mom, if you ask; 'Where is Merr?' Please say, Merr went home first. A little unwell."
Ms. Karimah smiled faintly. "Yes, I'll tell you later."
"Yes Maryam came home first. Assalamualaikum." His body is still a little weak. That mindless mind made him have no energy to walk.
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After the Sunnah prayer in the lower room with Kania. Akhri was stunned, he could feel nothing but his guilt towards Maryam. No happiness, let alone thumping.
"Bang, brother, why are you quiet?" Kania asked, looking at the husband who was sitting opposite to her on the prostration pedestal.
"What?"
"Again to the upper room. Look at Maryam."
Kania was silent, actually she didn't want her husband to come out of their room. She was worried that her husband would not sleep with her tonight.
"Just look at it, really. Brother has not met again after our Kabul ijab. You don't know what he's like now."
"But, Cece was fine. We even welcome you with a smile. Is that not enough?"
Akhri was at a loss for words. Confused, how to meet Maryam.
"Abang is unhappy, huh? What exactly did you have to marry me?"
Akhri. "No, Sister. My brother just feels guilty. So let me go upstairs for a minute. Just wanna talk. After that, I promise you, I'll be here again. Sleep with you."
I don't really want you to meet Cece. But yes it is...
Kania nodded slowly. Makes Akhri smile with relief. He rubbed his second wife's head, then moved. Get out of their room.
"He hasn't even seen my face without the hijab, but it's gone. I want you to let go of my face, me." Kania was a little upset, he immediately let go of his own mucus.
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In the main room.
Maryam typed something on her laptop. A note he has been writing for the past year.
The marriage, which has been going on for almost four years, has changed. I can't lie.
I'm ill. Who would want to have a marriage like this. But I can what...
The movement of her fingers stopped, Maryam wiped her tears. Then cupped his own face.
Slightly gasped, rushing to wipe away her tears. When I heard the door to his room open.
"Abang, what's the matter here?" Ask Maryam. While Akhri did not answer, he immediately approached his wife and hugged her body. "Don't you?"
"Flame can't be like this. Brother can't be like this." he cried. After that, he lowered his body to hug Maryam's feet. "I'm sorry Brother, please forgive brother."
Mary who came back crying, tried to hold the husband's shoulder. He also hugged her.
"Remove, don't be like this. Merr is not papa."
Akhri grabbed Maryam's face, smirking her cheeks incessantly. "Abang loves you, very. But you hurt you."
"Abang has–" Maryam can not stand it. She was really crying again.
"I'm sorry Brother. Sorry, Sister."
"Abang, beat me up. Don't be like this, we promised to accept each other. Merr will remain brother's wife. Will still accompany Brother, and Brother can certainly be fair to me and Nia."
Akhri hugged his body again. No matter which hand Maryam tried to let go. That clear? He just needs peace of mind, before returning to the lower room to approach Kania, and doing his first duty to give the woman an inner living.
Yes ... heavy indeed. But that's the nets. Do not know when their ship will sail, in the midst of a storm that hit hard. Just hope, faith guards their hearts. So that this mahligai does not ship.
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please be patient for these chapters. Just a little more. Back in time Mary was a widow. Nih ... I love bonus chapter so cepet hehehe. 🥰🥰 thanks for those who still survive reading.