My Love is Blocked by the Holy Promise

Chapters. 18. steps Fira

(POV) Fira

Today is the worst day I've ever had in my entire life. How not, my husband who I thought was so loyal and loved me so much could marry again without my knowledge. Though clearly he promised not to obey my mother-in-law to marry Santi.

Today I registered my divorce with the religious court. I immediately photographed copies of Dion and Santi's marriage certificate as proof of their treason which I attached in the divorce papers. After that I immediately returned the marriage certificate of Dion and Santi to the original place.

After entering the divorce papers I packed up my belongings and then went to Paris where my parents were. I told my parents everything I had. My parents were very angry with Dion and his parents. My mom and dad supported me in the steps I took.

All my work in Indonesia I handle from paris. So too with my divorce. I was never present at the trial and the trial went well. The religious court granted my claim to divorce Dion. Even though Dion came to the party a few times and asked me to cancel our divorce. But I didn't change my decision. I did forgive the betrayal she committed but that doesn't mean I want to overturn the decision I've taken to divorce. Divorce is a punishment for betrayal. My mother-in-law called me several times to inform me that Dion was sick and went to the hospital, apologizing and asking me to go back to Dion.

"Sorry ma, I can't go back to Indonesia to see Dion, I'm no longer his wife. Isn't there Santi's legal wife" I told my mother-in-law.

Since you left and you've been suing for Dion's divorce. Every day Dion was always angry, he always accused Santi, kiran Mama and papa who were the cause of the destruction of his household. Now Dion has divorced Santi" said my former in-laws.

"I'm sorry Mama Fira, because your selfishness has destroyed your marriage and broken your own child's heart" said my former in-laws. I forgive him too. Because there is no point in holding a grudge only makes the wound worse and difficult to heal.

Lastly my former in-laws told me that Dion left home and wandered into a remote area to forget the memories of living with me.

It did not feel four years I had settled in the row and five years I had separated from Dewanta.

Today my father wants to send me to Indonesia to take care of the oil palm plantations he has bought for the last two years. The location of the papa plantation is in Padang Sawit village.

Today also I immediately flew to Indonesia and to the location of Padang Sawiit village which can be reached within a few hours by using four-wheeled vehicles.

Entering the gate of Padang Sawit village in the afternoon, I was greeted by the wind that blows breezy through my face, because I deliberately opened the car door, so that I could freely see the activities of the villagers in the afternoon.

Towards magrip I arrived at a beautiful villa owned by papa which is located on the edge of the village of Padang palm which will be my residence. Divilla I was accompanied by Yanti son of the Official Mother and Diono husband Yanti and Dianti their son who is still PAUD. In the afternoon, Diono took care of the garden with our other employees, while Yanti was in charge of taking care and cleaning the villa.

One day Yanti was not feeling well, she had a fever so she could not deliver and wait for Dianti to go to school. I was asking for school.

"Mama Dianti wants to go to school, she wants to see friends, come to school," Dianti continued to whine tugging at the clothes lying on. I could not bear to see the boy and I immediately approached the little girl in front of me.

"Honey you go to school delivered by Fira's mother, yes, I'll wait there," I said.

"Don't ma'am, I'll take a sack on mom" said yanti.

"It's okay Yanti. I'm also happy to be able to feel the delivery of children to school, have you rest just to heal quickly, dianti let me take care of it," I said to Yanti.

At school we arrived the earliest. A few moments later came a teacher with a wide headscarf ushered likely by her husband and son who was still Kindergarten in a four-wheeled vehicle.

"Abi, umi taught me first well, abi be careful on the road," said the woman in a wide headscarf while kissing the back of her husband's hand.

"Of course, dear umi, abi must be careful and abi will definitely continue to kangen umi," said the man called abi while kissing the woman's forehead in a wide headscarf.

"Zahwa delivered abi to school, dear, should not be naughty at school, obedient to the advice of the mother teacher," the woman in the broad veil gave advice to her daughter.

"Each umi, abi, said the girl aged about seven years while paying respect to her parents.

They are a harmonious family image. But I seem to know the voice of the man. That voice made my heart flutter. I kept remembering that man's voice, my goodness, it was Dewanta's voice, whether it might be Dewanta or just similar, last I knew Dewanta was in Padang Gatah village, I don't know where Padang Gatah village is.

"Good morning ma'am, what mother is Dianti, Dianti tumben is not delivered by her mother," said the woman in the broad veil who turned out to be a PAUD teacher.

"For mom, Dianti's mom is sick again so I'm the interlocutor, introduce me to her relatives Dianti, my name is Fira, I greet the teacher Dianti who turns out to be named Fatimah.

Actually Yanti has recovered from her illness, but every day I still drive and wait for Dianti at school. In addition to Dianti feel happy being escorted by me, I also feel happy to take her and wait for her at school. I feel like I have a new profession that is so fun. I have considered Dianti like my own son, as well as Dianti, he loves me very much and is reluctant to part with me. Ms. Fatimah was never again escorted by her husband because she always went to school in her own vehicle.

"Bu Fira, is mother still a girl or is already a widow," asked Watinem, one of the guardians who was always with me while I was waiting for Dianti school, during the break. He likes to be outspoken when he asks. But I did not feel offended by his words, I felt comforted. I don't know why I'm so comfortable confiding with him including my personal matters.

I also told the story of my love with Dewanta who decided me because it was betrothed by his parents, then I turned with my ex Dion and finally married until finally divorced because of a third person.

"If I were a mother, I'd love Santi's chili to be deterred" said Sulastri and greeted with laughter from other mothers. Suddenly, Fatimah's mother joined and expressed her opinion.

"Don't be so ma'am, if we are wronged, it is better to pray that the person will quickly realize, do not be reciprocated by actions that will hurt him, let Allah alone repay him. Without Fira retaliating, they end up divorced and unhappy, Santi cannot have Dion and Dion lose his beloved wife.

"If you are still in love with your ex-husband, or still in love with your ex-boyfriend Dewanta" asked Ms. Watinem.

"Of course I still love Dewanta because he is so kind to anyone, including me, he is so devoted to his parents. He broke off his relationship with me also because of his service to his parents, he was very loving, "I said back to Dewanta.

"Mom, if it were, if I had met Dewanta at this time, what would I have wanted to do" Sulastri asked.

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