
(POV) Fira
I was shocked to hear a woman shouting my name and Dion's name at the wedding reception. For a moment I looked at the voice of the woman, as if I knew her. After a few seconds I just remembered, wasn't she the woman named Santi who always chased after my husband Dion. What made him come here and messed up my wedding reception.
"Dion, were you the one who invited Santi to our show," I asked my husband in an annoyed tone that I could not cover up.
"Don't baby, I never invited her, I haven't even met her since the day she set me up. I was so disgusted to see him, to remember what he did that destroyed our relationship" my husband said, trying to convince me. I immediately invited my husband to meet him.
"Enough Santi, unsatisfied you destroyed my and Fira's relationship. You know Santi!!, because of what you did me and Santi had to part for years. What exactly do you want," said my husband growled, his hands clenched, as if he hated Santi so much.
"I came here to take on Dion's responsibility. What you're supposed to marry is that I'm not that woman," I was surprised by Santi's words, what he meant, what happened between Santi and Dion my husband. Suddenly my mother and mother-in-law approached us.
"How about we sit together inside, we solve this problem well" said my mother as she embraced Santi into the villa, while the mother-in-law held my hand with her right hand and her left hand held Dion's hand, we walked the three in a row to follow in the footsteps of mama and Santi.
Then we all me, Dion, mama, mama-in-law and Santi sat in the guest room.
"What's your name, son, tell me what you need to come to our children's reception with anger" asked Mama. Even if he introduced himself to us, he explained the meaning of his arrival who wanted to hold Dion accountable.
"What has my son Dion done to you" asked the curious mother-in-law, just as I was very curious.
"Look, about seven years ago I came to Dion's apartment, when I brought a bowl of Dion's favorite meatballs, then he ate them. After eating, she invited me to have sex. Because I loved him so much, I finally fulfilled his wish. I gave up my virginity taken away by her. From the results of the relationship I was pregnant, at that time I was looking for him everywhere, but I heard he was out of the country," said Santi looking at me.
I was so shocked to hear Santi's confession. I feel like my feet are no longer on the ground, my body feels very weak. I saw Dion's face turn red, and he seemed to be in shock just like me.
"I don't feel like I did anything to you Santi. I knew at that time that you deliberately set me up by asking me to eat your gift meatball for the last time, at that time you promised not to bother me. If I had stained you when I wasn't aware it was probably because you put the stimulant drugs into the meatballs you gave me. Is it true that you did," Dion snapped, his voice blaring with the eardrum. I saw Santi trembling with fear.
"I'm sorry, Dion, I did put a stimulant into that meatball. I hope that you will take responsibility after desecrating me. But you're gone and hard to find. When I heard that you had returned to Indonesia, it turned out that you had married Fira. Hadn't you broken up, you shouldn't have married her but married me, the woman who had been pregnant and gave birth to Kiran your flesh and blood" Fira said sobbing.
"I want to marry whoever it's none of your business. You're pregnant because of your mistake. Because of you I had to lose Fira the woman I love, I went into seclusion in the country to heal my wounds. Now I have reunited with the people I love, but again you come to disturb me Santiii.... Whataaa you wantuu?," cried Dion's hand almost slapped Santi, but was prevented by mama. I could only sob and cry over my fate.
"Please ma'am, I want Dion to take responsibility, I want to be a second wife for the happiness of my son. My daughter always asks where her biological father is, she's a mother's grandchild, mother's flesh and blood" Santi said, kissing the mother-in-law's feet.
"No ma!!, Fira does not want to be combined, it is better for Fira to divorce," I shouted later.
"I also don't want to marry a cunning woman like her. The child she was born with was from******* that she stole from me. I should have asked him to return my sperm. I don't believe you..***** that is not authentic yet******* that is already human," said Dion.
Suddenly my father and father-in-law came, it was afternoon, apparently the guests had dispersed.
"What's wrong with this woman ma?, why is she screaming at our son's wedding reception" the father-in-law asked the mother-in-law. Mama-in-law told me everything that happened between Santi and Dion. My father and father-in-law were shocked to hear this news. They sat down and thought about solving this problem.
"How about we call a religious figure, to ask for enlightenment in order to get a solution of this problem. As far as I know, the child born out of wedlock belongs to his mother, if his daughter bintinya yes follow his mother in this case Santi. So Dion was under no obligation to marry Santi, nor was Dion obliged to provide for his son Santi. But as far as I know, in more detail we should call ustat or religious figures near here. Maybe Mr. Dirgantara there is an acquaintance of ustat whose religious knowledge is good around here," said papa.
"What kind of religion do you have, obviously he's Dion's son, I dare a DNA test," said Santi Kesal.
Papa-in-law immediately took the phone nailed to his coke shirt. He immediately called his assistant.
"Wa allaikum salam. Rendi, please invite Maulana iftat ask him to come to the villa. Tell him I'm waiting for him, assalamu allaikum" said his father-in-law, ending his phone call.
After about half an hour. Come Rendi assistant papa-in-law with an ustat who introduced himself as Ustat Maulana.
"Assalamu allaikum father, mother and all" said Ustat Maulana while cupping his palms in the chest.
"Wa allaikum sallam pak Ustat, we answered almost simultaneously. Then my father-in-law told me about the story of Santi and Dion in such detail without anyone being covered up so that the Ustat could examine the case and get the best way out. Before explaining how to solve the problem in accordance with the guidance of Islam is a religion that we all believe in. Mr. Ustat first drank a few sips of water served by my household assistant.
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