Married Because of Ijbar

Chapter 55. Visual bonus

“Why mess with the word talak? Hurry up Istighfar,” urged because Aldi thought, Khayru is being khilaf.

“Tadi .. you guys hug. I see it still very friendly. You guys can't fight anymore, right? Answer, Ru.” Aldi see, Khayru has not answered anything. He's getting confused.

“Sit first, In.” Khayru motioned for Aldi to return to his seat. Maula was still standing facing him sobbing. So did Khayru. It hurt her heart to see Maula crying, but she could not hug to calm her down.

“For everyone, hopefully we can understand our situation. Never in the slightest did I have the desire to let go and leave Maula, but I had no other way to make her happy. Right now, he is crying but tomorrow his mind will be light, and can start his new life.”

“I do this in front of you, because you are the one who will always be there for Maula at a later date. Must know the true status of Maula because if Maula has grown up later there may be good young men who ask for it. You can reassure the good man if there is any doubt in his heart.”

“Although our marriage was like a shadow, but for me it was real. I married her once, but only you know. Therefore, enough of you know that Maula is actually a widow. I dare guarantee, if his chastity is still awake. Any man would not feel harmed if he had this girl who was once my wife. Please take care of Maula's reputation, because to me she is very valuable,” Khayru's message to everyone who is there.

“You please help, because I can't take care of it anymore. I can only pray about it from far away. Please make him happy. Help him to achieve his goals. Remind him too if he has been wrong in stepping.” Khayru stopped her speech because she had to catch her breath which suddenly became tight. Not to mention having to endure the tears that she did not want to show.

“It seems that's all I can say. I apologize to all of you. Especially ... same you, yeah, Deck. Brother is a lot wrong during being a brother or a husband, please be forgiven.” While looking back at Maula who kept looking down.

Khayru looked at her watch. “It looks like I have to leave now. Because of fear of missing the plane,” concluded while reaching for the smallest bag and asked Mang Sodik and Ferdi to move the others into the car.

“Master! Don't go, Sir, Bibik please.” Bik Sulis tried to block before Khayru began to step his feet.

“True, Mr. Iru. Please think about the decision again,” pinta Katia who also tried to convince him. However, all of that could not change any plan because he still had to do it even though everyone was begging and begging him.

When he started to step up, someone pulled the end of the jacket he was wearing. When she looked, she had no power not to embrace him anymore.

“Sorry,” softly as he grabbed the little body into his arms. “One more hug. Please don't cry and don't miss me.” After that he came back and left without staring again, before Maula's face changed her mind. Aldi pursued because he was not satisfied with the reason Khayru left just like that.

“OK, Ru! Let me anter Lo to the Airport!” Hoping to persuade her during the trip to the airport.

Katia hugs Maula and convinces her that there is still a chance to prevent Khayru from leaving before she arrives at the airport. “Pursue before he actually leaves. There is still time to bring her back to your side,” persuaded him while rubbing the back of Maula who looks like she is holding back pain, but Maula continues to shake her head. He was convinced that this was only a moment's sadness, because time would change everything. She must prove that she can live better so that this hard decision does not go to waste, for her and her ex-husband.

After a long time he cried in Katia's arms, Maula returned to tidying her face and asked Katia to accompany him to go to the house of Kiai and Umi Khadijah. Since it was Sunday, she had to come to attend a regular study there.

While Aldi was driving to the airport, did not succeed in persuading his best friend. Khayru didn't give him a chance to discuss this. Khayru knew that everyone would try to convince her, including Nikita who she was talking to by phone at this time. It might even be Rere, if it was then he called her too.

“What, Om?!” It's not wrong, Nikita's expression when she heard Khayru's statement may be as shocked as the people at home.

“Iya, Nik.”

“I'm sorry. From now on. You and Rere should be closer to Maula. Please, yeah. Help him, don't leave him. I am now a nobody. Can no longer arrange his life, but .. insyaallah can still pray the best for him.”

“Talk this to Rere too because I have not dared to contact him. She's still mourning for her Mama, so I don't want to shock her first, Nik.”

“Akh .. crazy!” nikita Mumbles. “I hope Om is joking, but if this is real, it looks like s*tan is possessing both of you. Hopefully s*tan in any form, immediately get out of the body of both of you,” concluded Nikita, with a little anger he hung up the phone. Although Khayru said she did not want to bother Rere first with this problem, but Nikita could not not immediately tell her.

“Lo, so-an care the same Maula. Everyone should be nice and should be there for Maula,” Aldi who is still focused on driving.

“Because I never cared for him for a second. You know that from the beginning?” firmly Khayru while glancing at a glance.

“Lah hold now ...? What have you done with him?” his lips. “Decorating her .. made her cry sobbing then leaving her just like that. What kind of care does this Lo mean, huh?”

Suddenly, Khayru glanced and lowered her head. Wanted him to say that he wouldn't have done all this if it wasn't for Maula's good. But that was all for free he said. No one will believe the reason. This doesn't make any sense.

When the aircraft began to take off from the runway of Sukarno-Hatta airport, Jakarta. At that moment, Khayru shed all her tears while looking at the window. “Goodbye Jakarta, goodbye Maula and all the memories about us. I put my hand on Allah. Please take care of him. Give him happiness and surround him with good people who love him,” hope while continuing to look through the window.

Then he looked up because he remembered the parents who had been there.

Anyone who saw Khayru back then would have thought that he was the most whiny man in the world. He did not care anymore if several pairs of eyes from some of the passengers on the plane, fixed on him.

Hitting a distance of 8 thousand miles, making Khayru several times asleep in the plane, with facilities that are quite comfortable. Peak flight speed, reaching 900km/h until the trip can be taken less than 15 hours.

“Bang .. wake up.” Someone whispered making Khayru glance towards the side.

“Dek ... Are you really on this plane?” khayru asked the smiling girl with her sweet dimples. Because, he had just dreamed of Maula who ran chasing up to the airport, asking him to stay there.

Once again the voice of a girl in uniform called out to him gently.

(Sir, the plane will be landing at Casablanca International Airport, Mohammed V. Please stay awake.)

“Master, the plane will soon land at Casablanca mohammed V international airport. Please stay awake.”

This is how flight attendants always remind passengers not to fall asleep when the plane will take off or land, so that the ears can adjust the change in air pressure naturally.

Akh ... Astagfirullah! Khayru rubbed her face.

Did you expect you to be here so much that you can't tell which dreams and which ones are real?

Deck ... deck. Not nothing, you have disturbed the mind of Brother, ishh .. while looking at the shadow that is like being right next to him.

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I read the comments below, someone asked for a visual. I love you again. Although the checkered faces look with their current new status. O Allah.

Duda vs widow, make can not nahan. 😪🥺

Khayru new nyampe airport

To Be Continued ....