My husband never loved me

God's Plan

"Why is this sick, O Allah. What should I do now!" lirih Hanif while in her room.

He sat on the balcony of his house, staring blankly at the sky that night. Even though the sky is so bright, star-studded and the habit of moonlight. But not for the bespectacled man, his heart was empty uninhabited. In addition, the pain he felt made the man shed his tears.

If time could be turned back, maybe only one would be his wish. That is, he wants to be with Sisi.

Several calls from his cell phone, none of which he answered. In his pain, suddenly the figure of the woman he almost hit earlier appeared. The more he hurt his heart, even the immortality of his heart almost hurt someone.

Ms. Tari who came with warm tea and some food, approached. Put the tray on the table, next to Hanif.

"Honey, this is Mommy making honey tea for you. Let your body not drop, from yesterday you have not eaten anything!" Bu Tari took the cup of tea from the tray and gave it to her son.

Hanif took the teacup from his mother's hand, but he did not drink immediately. He stared fixedly at the cup, the wisp of smoke still visible from the tea was able to attract his attention. Long time, just in view, did not intend to drink it.

Ms. Tari was so concerned to see the current condition of her son. His body even looks thin now, plus growing fine hairs around his chin and above his lips. His face was wrinkled, like an unkempt man.

"Nif, believe me, baby! You'll get a replacement from Sisi, a fine woman too. A soul mate is a reflection of yourself, baby. You have to let Sisi be happy with the others." I don't know how many times the sentence came out of Bu Tari's mouth, but Hanif was still slumped.

Especially since Sisi's wedding, the other day. Hanif didn't even come out of the house and locked himself in his room. His job was neglected, some patients he handled often contact him. But the man never answered. If it feels disturbed, the phone is disabled by it.

"Bun!" hanif exclaimed softly, now his face was fixed on the face of the middle-aged woman wearing the maroon-colored robe. "Is this a punishment for Hanif?" Now his eyes are glazed.

"Darling, you can't talk like that. The decisive soul is God. Many out there are in old relationships, but run aground in the middle of the road. That's because they're not a match, baby. Same with Hanif and Sisi." Bu Tari clasped Hanif's hand tightly.

"But it hurts, Bun. It hurts!" The tears that had accumulated on her eyelids, were now slowly falling. "Hanif only loves Sisi, only he's Bun!" Cry broke.

The night was getting late, the cold air grazed through the bones. Hanif asked his mother to come inside. While he was still sitting pensively in that place. There was no intention for him to close his eyes, because Sisi's shadow was always present when his eyes closed. He chose to stay there.

In the morning, Hanif who had just slept a few hours had to be disturbed by the sound of the dawn prayer. The man woke up from his sleep and immediately carried out his duty.

After the prayer, he chose to lie back on his bed. However, he did not sleep.

"Nif, can you come in?" shouted Miss Tari from behind the door of her room.

"Yes Bun, come in" he said.

Ms. Tari smiled knot towards Hanif, her goal was to come to Hanif's room because there was something she wanted to talk about.

"What's up, Bun?" asked Hanif in a flat tone.

"Mother wants to say goodbye, today Mommy wants to go to your uncle's house in Surabaya. You're okay, aren't you? If you stay."

Hanif frowned, he was confused as to why his mother suddenly wanted to see his sister. "What are you doing there?" ask her in wonder.

"No way, Mother just miss their Ama," replied Ms. Tari honestly.

"Hanif to the airport, yeah!" tawar Hanif who had received the reason for his mother went to Surabaya.

"No need to take a taxi!" push Miss Dance.

"Truly Bun, you don't want Hanif interracial?" reiterate Hanif is still hesitant to let his bunda go alone.

"Hanif lazy Bun, Mommy goes there alone!"

"Yes, if so, mother left first. If you want breakfast, mama is ready."

Hanif nodded then kissed the back of his mother's hand. "Delay take a flight at what time?"

"Hour eight. Mother wants to get ready first."

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The clock shows at seven in the morning, Bu Tari is ready to go to the airport. He chose to leave rather slowly, because he did not want to wait too long at the airport. As per his agreement earlier, he left alone with an online taxi that drove him.

In his car, his head suddenly felt heavy. At the nape of his neck was painful as if he was carrying a heavy burden. Bu Tari took eucalyptus oil to apply on the nape and head.

After being smeared with eucalyptus oil, Bu Tari's head was slightly lightened. He initially cancelled his trip to Surabaya. But since he had already sent a message to his sister-in-law to pick him up at the airport, so his intention was undone.

Arriving at the airport, Bu Tari got off his taxi. He walked towards the lobby, but the pain had disappeared. Now relapsed again, so he stopped his steps while holding his head.

"Sttt, oh God why is my head hurting like this. Bu Tari tried to find a place so that he could sit down, but when he had just stepped. His body suddenly collapsed, and was unconscious.

Some people were huddled to help him. One of them, a beautiful woman wearing a light green robe approached Bu Tari. He immediately raised the head of Bu Tari.

"Hurry and get this mom in my car!" tell one of the people who were there.

And sure enough, a man of stout stature carrying the body of Bu Tari. The man took Ms. Tari towards the woman's car, followed by the woman. After the woman opened the door of her car, and first she went inside. After that he welcomed Bu Tari's body from inside. After entering perfectly. He instructed his driver to drive him to the nearest hospital.

The woman's car stopped right in the courtyard of Zahra Medica hospital, the nearest hospital from the airport.

"Paklek, please ask for help inside!" tell the driver he hired.

"Good Ma'am!"

While the driver was asking for help, the woman stomped on Bu Tari's head, not only was it applied eucalyptus oil that she took from her bag to Bu Tari's body.

About five minutes into her driver's sign came with some male nurses and a push-in gurney. One of the nurses put half of her body to reach the body of the dancing lady who was weakly drooping, the woman also helped until Bu Tari's body was successfully placed in the thrust gurney. The nurses took her to the ER room. While the woman took the Bu Tari bag located in the car and immediately followed inside.

Arriving at the ER room the nurse held him, in order to fill the administration first so that the patient is quickly handled. The woman said she returned to the hospital lobby. Where the reception room is right to his left.

After taking care of the administration according to the name of Bu Tari, the woman returned again to the ER room and chose to wait there.

"I have to call his family." The woman took Ms. Tari's cell phone from her bag.

Luckily, I didn't use a safety code. So, he easily opened the phone. In his way of closest family contact. From the historical call, Hanif number is often contacted by Bu Tari. So, the woman decided to call Hanif's number.

To be continued

Who is the one who nolongin Bu Tari...

It could be that she is the woman who will replace Sisi in Hanif's heart 😍😍😍😍