
Our story is an old story that I buried deep without wanting to be exposed again.
~Haris Abdurrahman Faiz
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Haris meets Arini when she wakes up, and they engage in a long conversation. Haris is stunned when Arini says that she has been raped by unknown people.
How now Arini has a mental burden and a social burden. He is confused whether to keep the child in his womb or not.
“Tell me now how, mas! I will not be able to keep this child, too big a social burden and other burdens that I have to bear!” Said Arini softly with a face that was difficult to interpret, Slowly He ventured to hold Haris arm. His hands landed perfectly there.
"Rin, don't go beyond your limits! " Haris brushed off Arini's hand.
"Ma I'm sorry, I'm forgetful, I wasn't on purpose" Arini regained her tears.
"Only Hana can touch me! " Haris said with great emphasis.
"Masses... " The tears that have been nurtured are flowing again.
"Tempo day, when you carelessly embrace me I can still tolerate you! But in the future, don't blame me for being rude! " Haris said with such piercing words.
"Mass, your words hurt me! "
"Sorry, please understand and accept that in this life story we are not meant to be together, and that your reckless actions really hurt my wife and I don't want to hurt her more deeply... "
Wipe your tears! " Haris thrusts the handkerchief he rogoh from his pants pocket to Arini.
"Is it because I am no longer holy and you reject me? You're my only hope" Arini hiccupped. Haris shakes.
"It has absolutely nothing to do with it. In my eyes you are still an honorable holy girl, you are just a victim of the situation. It's too petty to mean a rejection of an identity" Haris said.
"Maybe this will hurt you a lot, but I have to say stop thinking about me, now my status is a married man. From the beginning my decision was unanimous, I will never marry you"
"You're really never going to get married again, are you? " Arini still has hope.
"I love Hana, I love my wife so much. I wish I would never wish for his love..." Now it's Haris who's teary. He said with great concern.
"If at any time there is a condition that requires me to remarry, then I make sure that the woman is not you! Our story is an old story that I buried deeply without wanting me to dismantle again" Haris said firmly. His gaze hinted that he was not playing with his words. Arini.
"O yes, the problem of the child who is in your womb, hmh I hope you can take the right and best decision. If you decide to raise him, I can help bear the entire cost until he grows up" Haris continued.
" If you need my help to track down who your baby's biological father is, I'll do the best I can" Haris said.
"Then if you agree to the offer I give you, you can call this number, my assistant will take care of all his needs" Haris put his assistant's business card on the nightstand located not far beside Arini.
"Excuse me" Haris closed their conversation and passed leaving a pain in Arini's heart for the umpteenth time. The woman could only stare at the charming young man's back further away from her.
"You are from my stomach!! Ahhhhh!!! Fucking boy!!!!" Suddenly Arini was angry. He shouted beating his stomach which still looked thin.
"Why is life unfair!!!! I hate you Hana!!!!! I hate.hiiiiiii.. hiks hyx!!! You must suffer!!!!! I hate you!!!!! I hateiiiiii!!!!" Furious Arini, he screamed so.
Hearing Arini's screams, the nurses arrive, but Arini grows violent. He fought back by beating up the nurses who tried to calm him down.
And one injection of sedative finally penetrated his venous stream.
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Haris again glanced at his mobile phone, reply messages from Hana he never received. He returned a message, too,
Honey, I'm done donating blood. I'll see you soon at home🌹.
Haris smiled, impatient to see Hana. Somehow this time the longing felt different, the longing was passionate. They had only been separated for a short time, but it was as if it had been a long time.
But something makes her feel relieved, she has confirmed to Arini that she only loves Hana. He understood that the girl was hurt, but he could not let the unhealthy feelings continue to sit in Arini's heart.
The girl deserves to find her happiness, although now her heart hurts, Haris hopes this pain can be a reference for her to be able to find new love.
Haris was about to drive a car to his residence, but the vibrations in the cellphone made him sort out steps to push the pedal of his car. Hurriedly he opened, hoping that Hana was calling. Without looking at the screen, he instantly raised his,
"Waalaikum salam. Sir, please go to the office immediately, we have a case, there is a case that must be handled" Assistant Haris told the unsettling news.
"What case? " Haris scrunched his forehead.
"Casus of corruption"
"What's? Corruption??!" Haris massaged his temple.
"Yes sir, the flow of funds for the handling of the Talas Valley dam project of 1 Trillion flows into the hands of Kertayasa Adiguna, it is feared that this will also drag the name of the father"
"Hhhhh" Haris sighed.
"All right, I'm going to the office now! " Haris said, He also slammed his steering in the opposite direction, this young man did not go home but to the office to inspect directly the crucial case that was happening.
Haris felt awkward, indeed since the disaster of the criminal case that befell Hana, he became less concentrated on the work of his office.
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Hana smiled wryly at the series of messages Haris gave. He just read and ignored it.
It had been almost three hours from the last message he received, Haris said that he could not wait to meet him, Haris said a longing sentence, but in fact Hana has not heard the news that Haris is looking for her.
Hana feels Haris is playing with her feelings. Now, the pain in the heart is getting worse.
"Son, you are called Abah to the living room" Tegur Ummi who saw Hana sitting in the corner while observing her mobile phone.
"Good Mi" Hana took the veil and grew lazy to die in the room. She knew what she was going to ask.
Seen Haji Amir who has sat with his glasses, this middle-aged cleric put on a face that is difficult to understand.
Slowly with a sense of disdain Hana approached her Abah, hmh, no. This time not only a sense of reluctance that exists, but also a sense of fear that whack.
"Sit down son" said Hajj Amir softly but implying firmness there.
Hana sat down with her head down followed by ummi who was sitting beside her.
"Why did you come home with a suitcase? " Task Haji Amir without being stale.
"Ha.. Hana just wants to stay here with Abah and Ummi like before"
"You mean how, nduk? Try saying it clearly so that Abah can easily understand it" Haji Amir looked at Hana sharply.
"Hana wants to separate from the mas Haris bah" I Hana honestly sobbed, her heart was already too crowded by a sense of betrayal. He didn't want to feel pain for much longer.
"Astaghfirullah, Istighfar son! Do you know the consequences of that sentence? " But there was lightning in broad daylight, Abah and Ummi felt struck.
The pain of always being neglected, the tightness of always being set aside, the recognition of Arini who does not want to let go of Haris, also the embrace between Arini and her husband in front of her own eyes.
Often Haris forgets his promise when he is with Arini, often Haris makes him wait if it is about Arini.
Then, also about the fetus in the birth, about all the worries Haris had about the woman, Hana saw the real anxiety from the look in her husband's eyes there.
All things melted into one and made Hana was no longer able to bear all this burden alone. And it's very painful.
He tried to be quiet and accept. He tried to give her his love. Serving his soul and body for the husband, but like his dreams are too far away.
This love will truly become worn out and eroded by pain if it continues to be allowed to rust by neglect and betrayal.
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