Pearl of Love

Episode 07's

Alia was only silent when her husband's body was lifted out of the house.he did not scream, cry, or touch Aziz's corpse to pay his last respects.

Alia was just silent.he dissolved in sadness, until everyone predicted that the incident of the mother would repeat itself to the child. Both Alia and her mother both held sad in the chest. no one knows what's on their mind.

Alia entered the room after the mourner pleaded farewell.she did not want to recall her memories with the deceased.she also did not want to think about aziz's inheritance. all she had in mind was that she had now become a widow at the age of twenty-nine! the rest of her life she will live as a widow! Alia felt every side of the wall of the house like pointing and mocking.

" widow! "

Suddenly the door to Alia's room opened, with silence still enveloping, the mother was seen entering the room.

Alia looked at her mother with angry eyes full of vengeance.The mute figure reminded her of the fate and future she would face, the future of a widow! Alia moved away from her mother towards the corner of the room against the wall,

" go away. go. " push her out. then yell, yell,

" go.. go!! "

she kicked and pushed her mother out of the room while shouting,

" get out.. I tell you get out of here!! "

her mother came out too. Alia slams the bedroom door hard, as if relieved to chase away the ghastly ghost, which will lead her down a dark path to death.

the dark path.. Alia leaned against the wall.When her gaze met the mirror, she saw her reflection shrouded in black fog like the figure of the mother, then hide your face on the bed and cry.

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Alia was alone in the room for a few days.she did not want to see and meet anyone. In fact, Alia did not isolate herself from people.she just secluded herself from her mother.

she protested against her mother because her mother married her to an old man like Aziz, despite knowing that her fate would become a widow at a young age. Alia felt that her mother was the one who took away her youth when she was fifteen years old.she was the one who made her have to wear black clothes before reaching the age of thirty!

why did the mother marry him?

why would he want his son to live this life?

Alia did not know the answers to these questions.she did not want to find out what she did not know.but, when Alia revolted to her mother, she also meant revolting to herself, she said, revolted at the violence of life he lived after marriage, revolted at the way of thought that mastered it, the way of thought of forty-year-old woman.

Alia wants something else she has lost in her. she wants her age returned, her kingdom restored, her innocence restored, and her youth restored.

Alia was dumbstruck in front of the mirror.Is this really the face of a twenty-nine year old woman? he tried to smile widely, then laughed loudly but dry without meaning. Alia laughed again.this time trying to sound feminine.His hand grabbed the hair rolled back and let it unravel touch the neck.Gently his hand stroked the hair, blew it, and let it unravel touch the neck, and wiggling in the air like a beautiful butterfly.then he held the cleavage behind his shirt, opened it, and then saw clearly the beauty of the shape of his two twin mountains. only now did Alia realize that her breasts were still ripe, no hand had ever grabbed or stained her purity.

his tears turned into a stupor.he challenged his mother, challenging the black clothes that enveloped him, and the sadness that always befell him. Alia wants to restore her age, her youth and start a new life.

no one knows the upheaval of her because Alia always secludes herself in the room. Alia thought, maybe everyone thought she was in shock with Aziz's death, then distanced herself and cried all the time.As for the mother, she didn't stay for a few days at Alia's house without wanting to interfere with her grief. he did not try to ease the suffering experienced by his son, but even so, the mother always saw Alia with her heart.he could feel the pain and thoughts of Alia. it could be the same suffering and thoughts of her son that she had experienced when her husband died...

it's just that the mother was completely powerless to comfort Alia. she already felt enough to just hear the explanation of the servants who always deliver food to her son's room, she said, which always comes back without any less.

until one day the whole house was shocked.

Alia out of the room...

nobi's waiter was very surprised to see it. his eyes bulged as if he wanted to jump from his place.

" Bismilbornrahmanirrahim! " he said in shock.

The two women who were his mother's guests raised eyebrows in shock, then whispered like a snake's hiss, but the mother just silently pecked.he was not surprised, but increasingly sad and silent.

Alia who came out of the room today is not Alia who was left behind by her husband a few days ago...

Alia today braided her hair over her chest, then let the hair ties sway before her eyes. Alia today polishes her cheeks and lips reddeningly, and wears simple clothes like a fifteen-year-old child. only the black clothes that still show a sense of mourning.

Alia walked to the exit cuek. she did not pay attention or greet the people at home. her eyes were sharp, her tears like a typhoon that would blow anyone who approached. the mother followed Alia into the living room.she called out in a low and gentle voice.

" Alia... Alia! " call the mother a little loudly while speeding up the steps.This once Alia stopped, then looked at her mother with defiant and bold eyes.

" what do you want?! " ask Alia ketus.

only now did Alia speak rudely to her mother without wearing frills in front. Her words were spicy.but the mother hid her feelings.she tried to look calm and dignified.

" Alia, can we sit down for a minute to talk? "

" i don't have time, "answered Alia still. "didn't you see I was going out? "

" yes, but there is something important that we should talk about "the mother replied trying to calm down.

" there's nothing more important in my life... "

the mother raised her voice, then spoke firmly like giving orders.

" listen to Alia, " said the mother. "I have to go home today, and you have to come with me. "

Alia smiled mockingly at hearing the order.

" who said I should come home with you? if you want to go home, just go home. I live in my own house. I'll stay here forever! "

" no way. This house should be closed, "clearly the mother tried to calm down. "the daughter should not stay alone in the house! "

it was almost as if Alia's mocking smile had turned into laughter.

" child?! you think I'm still a kid? I'm a widow! did you forget I was a widow, just like you? "

" but you're young, my son. What will people say?! "

" who said I was young?! alia asked mockingly. "all this time I didn't feel young.I just wanted to feel my youth today! now is my youth. No one can prevent me from enjoying it. You are the first to forbid.I will not go home with you, and do not want to hear your words. I don't want to be like you. I want to enjoy the world and my youth. "

the mother was silent for a moment, then spoke again.

" i stayed home for you and your sister, so that I could raise you, without the presence of a foreign man, "he said softly, but Alia's heart was not touched by the testimony.

" it's you, " said Alia stubbornly. "but I don't have any girls and boys.let me enjoy my world.do you want me to repay you? it feels like it's enough what I've done for you. I've given all my age and my life.you married me when I was a boy.you're too quick to give grief. you were too quick to make me a widow when I was young! "

the mother felt sad and sorry to hear Alia's complaint, but she had to be able to convince Alia to go home.

" Alia, " said the patient mother. "now is not the right time to talk about this. don't be so. the deceased was not yet calm in the grave." he said. but hearing the words of the late Alia instead shouted furiously.

" what did you say? the deceased you said that, he cursed me before he died. No one else can seize my youth. does he want to take me also into his grave? "

Alia was silent.before long her tears flowed down her cheeks.see Alia crying, the mother was full and then approached and stretched her hand stroking Alia's back.

" son, your mind is tired, and you need to rest. Come, let's go home.your life is still long.later you can get married again, and can enjoy the world, "please the mother. but Alia again revolted to hear the word married.

" what?! I'm married again?! no, Thank you! I have to find my lost youth.You don't bother getting me married, because I'm going to find my own husband.it's just me! "

Alia headed towards the big door then turned her head,

" if you want to go home, just go home. I'll not stay here alone! " aliah said as she hurried away.

the mother could not do anything. she just threw herself on the sofa while silent.

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