Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)
Chapter 143: The Three Questions of Hajj Zakaria
Haji Zakaria was glued expressionlessly at the 5 minutes and 17 seconds of video footage involving his wife. He was too shocked to numb. For a moment the charismatic cleric looked down. Disappointment that has exceeded normal limits whack. Just raising your head feels incapable.
“Hamba failed to educate wife of God. Slave sin too big” Lirih Haji Zakaria hit. His eyes are condensing. This prayerful man rubbed his face with both palms then exhaled into the air. Breath that sounds heavy.
Maybe this is what caused his insomnia the last few days. Haji Zakaria could not sleep until he had difficulty breathing. He picked up the phone neatly located on the table and connected the call to a personal assistant.
“Assalamu’alaikum Abah.”.
“Waalaikumsalam..” Sahut Haji Zakaria with raucous voice.
“Change, are you okay?” The assistant frowned.
“Nak, please call Ummi, Gus yahya, Gus Haris. Hmh call all the children of Abah's son-in-law. Tell me you're waiting for them in the workspace” Hajj Zakaria's word. He was too weak to move.
“Good bah” Sahut assistant without objection.
Haji Zakaria rose. He walked to the window. Looking at the courtyard that was seen in the padati by the santri. Instantly this middle-aged cleric rubbed the tears that came out propagating without being prevented.
Sadness and disappointment are so deep. For hours he had been contemplating all this. Repeatedly he played the video footage looking for a loophole of kindness there. Unfortunately, he failed to find it.
Driiiit
The sound of the door rang out. Haris and Hana first entered the room with a greeting. The eyes of this couple looked puffy. Haji Zakaria looked out the window without looking. He was too embarrassed even if he just greeted his adopted son.
Hana looked at Haris meaningfully. This woman strengthened her husband. His eyes were so sad. It felt like Haris wanted to dive to drown in those two beautiful eyeballs, he hoped to find more calm there.
All this time his life has been too much burden, problems that never stop, also trials that come and go. He rubbed Hana's head and stared back with a grateful look.
Tap Tap Tap
One by one the sound of the footsteps of family members entering the room. Each of them took their available seats. Iqlima chose to sit next to Hana. Ustadz Yahya was flanked by Layla and Hajjah Aisyah. The room was silent for a moment. No one is trying to start a conversation. Haji Zakaria is also still pegged with the direction of the body that is still opposite.
Five minutes passed, the atmosphere still remained silent. Seven minutes, up to ten minutes. Hajjah Aisyah waited anxiously. After all, he had to prepare what answers he would give in front of his husband and children. Hajjah Aisyah had suspected that the time bomb would sooner or later explode. And now his story has come to its end.
After struggling with himself, finally Haji Zakaria gave up. He turned around. Either way, this problem must be resolved immediately. Not much time, an hour and a half more ‘ashr come by. His gaze complains one by one of the participants present. Starting from Haris, Hana, then turning to Iqlima, Yahya, and finally moving to Hajjah Aisyah who lowered his head.
“Hhhhh...” Haji Zakaria takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. I don't know how many times the heavy breath escaped from his mouth.
“Abah has watched the video recording” Lirih Haji Zakaria slowly but full of emphasis. Although it was just a cry, but his voice felt filled the room.
“Now it is time for Ummi to acknowledge what Ummi has done in the past!” Hajj Zakaria without a stale word.
“Ananda Haris whom God glorifies. Maybe this will sound very heavy again painful. But I hope Ananda is strong. For the sake of truth and justice”
Haris who had been holding Hana's hand could only nod in agreement.
“U...Ummi..” Hajjah Aisyah felt her throat choked. Everyone is waiting.
“Ummi is not a Hasbi killer. Ummi didn't kill Hasbi at all!” Say Hajjah Aisyah. All who listened looked up except Yahya. This young man had been too hit by the mother's explanation until he almost fainted.
“Deliver Ummi's defense. Abah hope whatever ummi said, it does not come out of Ummi's mouth except just the truth”
“Nak Yahya, please take al-Qur’an which is on the closet shelf. Ummi you should swear by al-Qur’an first before speaking”
Hajjah Aisyah. It is clear that my husband does not believe it. Yahya rose up to obey the father's decree that he was so disinclined. Al-Qur’an is removed from the closet. The oath using al-Qur’an is done. Hajjah Aisyah had no other choice but to follow the course of the trial chaired by her own husband.
“Because Ummi is wet and has been sworn, then Ummi will tell the truth.” Said Hajjah Aisyah.
“Bah, we were married because we were betrothed. Both parents see us as a compatible couple without knowing that Ummi actually has a lover. Ummmi... Ummi kept in touch with her even after we married” I hajjah Aisyah looked down. Yahya smiled wryly. Haji Zakaria flinched. Decades of marriage, only this time the facts were revealed. Iqlima and Layla could only be dumbfounded.
“Be kind to know all this. He has evidence. Ummi had no choice but to follow what Indah wanted. The past grudges on the late Fatma, all he vented on Ummi. He took advantage of Ummi”'s weaknesses
“Then you killed so hard?!?!?” Haji Zakaria rose. This time he was really angry. This was the first time he used the word Kamu as a pronoun "Ummi" for Hajjah Aisyah. Haris silently listened with a frozen heart. Even Hana was crying. This woman is not strong. He sniffled with a stifled voice.
“Bah, Haris excuse me. Haris wants to take Hana to rest” Haris said rise up carrying Hana. She fears that her mental health is affecting her pregnancy. In addition, he was too lazy to know the real facts. Haris came out without waiting for the room occupants' approval. Haji Zakaria massaged his temple. Too painful.
“Ummi doesn't kill, Bah. What is Ummi's motive for killing? Ummi has no purpose. Moreover Hasbi is our relative!”
“At first it was true Ummi told people to follow the wishes of Indah. But then Ummi canceled it. Ummi swore in the name of Allah. Ummi has also sworn an oath with al-Qur’an. Ummi completely canceled it. Ummi is evil, Ummi is selfish, Ummi is not a holy woman. But Ummi is not up to the heart to kill!” Hajjah Aisyah said loudly. Yahya spontaneously looked. Umminya didn't tell me this.
“The recording in your hand is true. Perhaps Beautiful secretly recorded it without Ummi's knowledge. But after his Ummi directly contacted the mercenary to cancel him. Perhaps you still remember when Ummi fell ill until stricken with typhoid. It was all because Ummi was afraid of the affair Ummi was known by Abah. Until one day later, we all heard that Hasbi had died in a work accident. But Ummi does not know if it is purely a work accident or indeed because of the actions of Indah” I Hajjah Aisyah. Haji Zakaria sat down again. He closed both his eyes tightly.
“Since then, Indah just kept haunting Ummi. Not even a threat. The cunning woman wants to take revenge for her feelings of unrequited love until she wants to use Arini to be married by Haris. He does not care at all how to” Hajjah Aisyah continued. Haji Zakaria goosebumps hearing her.
“Then what is this to be the reason why Ummi wants Haris polygamy?!”
“Not Bah. It was all because of the Amanah from the Hajj Abdurrahman for Haris to have an heir”
“But Ummi obviously doesn't like Hana. Abah knows it”
Hajjah Aisyah did not reply.
As much as Iqlima was inappropriate for Yahya, Hana was also inappropriate for Haris. She is a young woman who has no future. Haris's superiority far surpassed Hana's. Our son deserves a superior woman. Hajjah Aisyah's.
“Nak Yahya, take son Iqlima and nak Layla to rest! Then come back here again. Invite and sign Haris!” Hajj Zakaria's word after not hearing from his wife.
Yahya took both wives out. He nodded following what his brother instructed.
“That's ashamed to hear the confession about Ummi's affair. Shame on son Iqlima also nak Layla. Good thing Nak Haris has brought son Hana away from this room”
“Ummi has no other options. Abah urged Ummi to confess. And Ummi did. Please forgive Ummi. Ummi loves Abah” very much
“Ummi..” Call Hajj Zakaria. His eyes were wet again.
“Will Ummi.. The confession about the affair that Ummi said hurt you so much. The pain lies here. Not here” Haji Zakaria continued pointing towards his heart and then pointed to his head.
“Ummi certainly know that the word Qalbun in Arabic means to refer to the heart located in the chest cavity a little to the left instead of kibdun or kibdatun (liver) located in the lower abdomen next rightist. As the heart is the center of the body. What if that center hurts?”
"Ummi certainly also knew that from the beginning Abah loved Ummi very much. This love is so sincere. There has been no betrayal in it since I justified Ummi. Abah also viewed Ummi as a chosen lover as an immeasurable gift from Allah. Abah grew up in a boarding house. All you know is learning to study. I didn't know any women before. Ummi is first. Ummi is Habibati..." The word Hajj Zakaria makes Hajjah Aisyah cry.
“Good. Abah's tired. Now please answer Abah's question... Ummi has sworn an oath using the Quran. I will answer your questions honestly"
"First question: Who is Ummi's lover's man?
"Second question: When your affair was going on, did Ummi and the man ever have intercourse?”
"The third question: Is Yahya really our son? Abah's real son? " Hajjah Aisyah spontaneously gulped. A very unexpected question.
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