
Anila opened the blackberry messenger application, many messages that have not been read, as well as in the path account. Many asked him the news after this afternoon he posted “Innalillahi Wainnaillaihi Rojiun,” hundreds of friends who followed each other in the application was immediately excited. From asking who died, what happened to continuing in the BBM app.
There was no meaning whatsoever when he wrote down the remark and posted it, it was a feeling that represented his heart. Suddenly Anila's smart phone rang, she picked it up
“Bun, are you okay?” ask Mira, her best friend.
“I’m Okay, this is on the road to Bandung.”
“Bandung! Honestly bun what's wrong?”
“I'll tell you later ...,”
“Kasa?”
“Iya,” Anila exhaled heavily. Mira also held her breath.
“Whatever it is, you are not alone Bun,” Mira whispered.
“If the children ask, just answer there his best friend's parents Aang died in a motor accident.”
“Be careful ah, this is not a toy for that reason. If any angel heard it how?” Mira disagrees with the reason Anila gave.
“No kidding Mother dear, Father friend Aang indeed died because his motorbike was hit by a truck, but the incident was several years ago.”
“Alright, be careful on the road, do not forget to tell ya.”
“Inshaa Allah, titip Nura tomorrow yes,” the door.
Nura is taking regular cooking classes for children with Andra, her son Mira. The training is every two weeks every Saturday. Tomorrow the course will be held at the largest mall in the city.
“Quiet, uh .., but, who delivered?”
“His grandmother,” replied Anila, she is still upset if she remembers mom.
“Mama?”
“Not,” answer.
“Mother?”
“Iya ushered the same Mother tomorrow.”
“Okay, be careful on the road. You are not alone La,” said Mira.
“Thank you Bura,” said. Bura is a call dear abbreviation of Mira's mother.
Anila was still staring at the screen of her mobile phone, then looking towards the window. Dark, not visible scenery, only visible lights that decorate the resting place.
“Yes Allah, I want to separate. Don't shake my unanimous decision.” Anila's prayer begged the heartbreaker.
Angkasa faced towards her, begging for mercy with a pitiful look for an Anila. She lowered her head, not wanting to look at her husband. Not long ago he returned to his original position facing the front, because Anila did not look at him, while Raka was still focused on driving.
At one night the car entered Pasteur's territory, without stopping directly to Mr. Aca's house. Fifteen minutes later they arrived. The middle-aged man was waiting in front of the house with his wife.
Anila's heart skipped a beat, pressing on her chest to keep it from hurting. He was reluctant to move from his seat, but he had unknowingly opened the car door and stepped closer to the husband and wife who were in front of the door of his living room.
Back Rice has become slurry, cracked glass can not be intact again. A betrayed loyalty undermines a trust that has long been fostered. At this time Anila did not want to look at her husband, or even Mr. Aca who had been staring at him.
“How's Neng?” asked Mr. Aca to break the silence between us.
“My decision is as I said to Mom, and Aang and his whole family already know it.”
“But Aang does not want to split sir, Aang will divorce Dira and choose mother and Nura,”
“You are sure of your decision?”
“But Anila wants to split sir,” said Anila firmly.
“You don't pity Nura, Neng?”
“You didn't think of Nura when you did it.”
“Neng!”
“What?”
“Aa do that no why.”
“Lantas you consider me what?” Anila snapped at her husband. “You need it, I need it too. You can cheat then me?”
“Neng!”
“I still remember clearly when you said a sweet promise from your mouth. Whatever happens to us in the future, we are one, Anasa, Anila and Angkasa.”
The woman who was holding back this emotion reminded her husband who had promised not to leave her so much otherwise if one of them could not have children. Both will remain loyal and will accept each other's flaws unconditionally. It even promises to remain faithful when one of them cannot play the role as he must. The relationship will end if one of them cheats.
Space fell silent, covered her face and cried either feeling guilty or just a trick for Anila to forgive her. She threw away her face not wanting to look at her husband.
“Neng,”
“Don't force sir, I've been unanimous with my decision,” said Anila did not want her mind mastered.
“Bapak will not force, but do you have the heart to see Nura as small as it should part with her father.”
“My friend had something like that, and he was much happier after parting ways. I don't know Aang's been lying anything to me. To be honest my trust in him has been lost since the news I heard.”
Trust is very important in a relationship, how a relationship will continue and continue if there is no trust. Moreover, there are two beings of God with different minds despite having the same mission vision in achieving a goal that is happiness.
BRUK!!!
Angkasa hugged Anila, his wife tried to let go, but he tightened up. Then prostrating for mercy, Anila closed her eyes.
Help me O God, do not shake this heart, cried Anila in heart.
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