Marriage Ends in Love.

Marriage Ends in Love.
CHAPTER 76 Marriage Ends Love



“Headline News's. Viewers of a plane bound for Yogyakarta have just had an accident. Evacuation teams are currently moving to search for victims who are thought to have survived on the mountainside. Authorities have not reported the death toll. The crash of a Boeing 22 in the mountainous region caused a forest fire. It is feared that there are no survivors, but it is unclear how many victims and the cause of the accident. The plane with 105 passengers was declared lost contact at around 11.25 WIB. For those of you who feel there are family members who take a flight to Lampung-Yogyakarta can contact the number listed on your television screen. The Headline News. I'm Anya Nadin, Gemilang TV reported."


The sound coming from the television hanging in the kitchen made the sugar jar held by me slip apart until it broke and hit my leg.


“Praang”


“Mas Tama My voice was soft, my tears were instantly flowing down her cheeks. I dialed my husband's phone number. But not connected.


“The number you are heading to is being redirected. Please leave a message.”


I'm trying to change the call to my mother-in-law.


“The number you are going to is busy, please double check your destination number.”


I sat down on the floor and cried. I hugged the cheek object from earlier I hope to contact mas tama or my mother-in-law. Suddenly the house phone rings. I quickly ran towards the middle room.


I quickly grabbed the phone that was on the wall.


“Halo.”


“Kirana, Tama what plane ride to Jogya?”


“Iya bu... His plane is the same as the ticket mas Tama bu…. Hix…. Hicks…."


“Ya is already mommy soon to the city. You calm yourself and don't go anywhere ya.”


“Tut...tut... tut....


I came back crying and hugging the phone that is now interested in the floor because I dropped myself to the floor.


My legs were trembling, as if there was no strength in my legs to hold my body up. My mind was on a man I loved very much.


I remember how my husband kissed me this morning for so long and said something like his message to me.


“Mas will miss you Ran, you promise to take good care of yourself. Same with ya.”


His embrace when we woke up felt very tight. I was just thinking maybe because this is the first time my husband will be away on business for almost a week.


Bik Ipeh just came home from the market hugging my body and looking anxious then lifted my body up onto the sofa.


“Mother…. Why mom…. O Allah. Mbok take a drink first buk. Interests….. Minah” Bik ipeh voice heard panic by calling ART who used to accompany him to clean the house for several months.


“Mas Tama..... The plane that was on board the Tama crash this morning. Hiks..hikss”.


“Innalilahi..yeah Allah hopefully you can be okay Mom. Father of good people, God willing to live long. Wong mak ipeh every prayer must be doain mother same father to be healthy, long life” Mak ipeh stroked my back gently.


I felt a little calm, I asked Minah to feed mak e. Today I first asked ART to help feed mak e. after almost how many months I took care of mak e. I'm afraid you think about the condition of the mas tama if you know this incident.


And mbok ipeh I asked to cook because my in-laws will come here of course they will stay overnight. I decided to ask the Creator for my husband's safety. Although the time of dzuhur prayer is still long, but I drowned myself in my dhikr-dhikr with a sense of chest tightness and crying that I tried to endure but with the roar of tears that so heavy flooded my cheeks.


Only 2 years later we were married, just wanted to feel the beauty of this marriage End of Love but why the trials God gave so heavy. I continued to read Surat Al Fatihah with the intention of my husband's safety.


It was the first time I taught you. If this is what I used to do at every end of prayer, then this time I did not know how many hundred Al-Fatahah I dedicated to my husband.


Lips that still recite Al Fatihah but my mind seemed to take me 2 weeks after I married precisely in our old home, which was, mas Tama taught me to read al-Fatiha not only to those who have died but also to those of us who are still alive including ourselves.


Finish praying I go to the living room because soon my in-laws will arrive.


The notification on my phone rang. Notification of the online novel application that I wrote there are several comments and likes from loyal readers in my second novel. When I wrote the poem at the end of the chapter which was a heart expression for my husband but in the story of the novel the male protagonist died.


It's so hard to imagine.


I'm not ready to be left alone.


Where will I give my love.


I love you so much.


I wish a miracle for your safety.


It took me months to love you, but I made sure it took me a lifetime to forget you.


Your love so sincere, your affection as wide as the ocean makes me will oscillate with my love for you mas.


I love you mas.


Married End of this Love I hope to end up with Happy Ending mas.


After I read the poem again, the sound of the car came from outside. And my in-laws voice called my name.


I rushed forward and put my phone on the table.