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POVS. Izal


Just as I was about to turn on my motorcycle engine, Mira suddenly appeared before me and asked me for help to drive to the pharmacy to buy her sick child medicine, because her husband is surveying the field for new customers.


" Bang Izal, please take me to the pharmacy to buy my son's medicine with this fever" he said, crying with his son.


Out of pity, I agreed to take her to the pharmacy. I hugged her to the pharmacy, she hugged my waist, for fear of falling. Actually I feel uncomfortable, but rather than him falling, could be serious too, pity his ank hurt. A 6-month-old baby is sleeping in Mira's arms.


On the way to the pharmacy, we passed a small park that was quite quiet, and Mira to be dropped off here. I was so confused, he said he wanted to go to the pharmacy, but why did he ask to come down here yes, I said in my heart.


" Bang Izal, let's sit for a while in this park there's something I want to talk to you about, it's very important" Mira said, forcing me to come down.


" We talk here, ntar cause slander, if we are both alone" I told him.


" It's not good if you talk about ba bag, I cape stand for a long time, holding a gini" he said again persuading me.


After arguing for quite a while, I finally came down and sat down on the garden chair.


" Hurry up, what do you want to say to me?", I asked impatiently.


" In fact bang Izal, I still love you so much bang, I regret leaving you first, to be honest I have never been happy with my marriage, this is all I do for my parents, he said, who insisted that I marry Fauzi, otherwise I would not be considered a bang child", he said with tears


" You will have a child with Fauzi, and I am also married to Ani and we will have children soon" he said, hesitating.


" When it's about your son I will take care of him with affection and my son I will give it to Fauzi, let him take care of our son" he said with confidence.


I was surprised by his words.


Honestly I was confused how I felt before, I was happy living with my wife, although until now, I was not sure of my feelings for her, love or just based on needs alone, even though until now, I was not sure of my feelings for her, but my feelings for Mira are still there, though not as big as they used to be when we were dating.


Mira was my first love in high school, we were my classmates, the guy said it was just monkey love, but to me, Mira was the only one for me.


My beloved granddaughter also arrived, when we were in VII class, the second semester, I expressed my heart to her after school, because the distance of our house was also close, only 10 meters, only, but his family is more than mine.


Until Mira went to school in Sidimpuan, we were still dating. When we both graduated from High School, her parents learned of our relationship, and did not approve of our relationship, eventually they married Mira to Fauzi, who is now my subordinate in the office.


" Bang Izal.!", said Mira as she clasped my hand, and began to approach me, her face getting closer to my face, we kissed for quite a while, out of shock, there was a voice hp, I immediately distanced myself from him. I reached into my pocket to check my phone, it turned out that my phone was not active, and I immediately saw my watch, already at 6 pm, almost magrib.


" Athaghfirullah, O Allah, forgive me, for having been solemn, for committing a sin against my wife" I said, bowing my head,


" It's not a sin of Izal bang, it's our love, I'm sure bang Izal still loves me, and will soon leave Ani to come back to me" Mira said without shame.


"Based on a crazy woman, you're married and you have children, you're still expecting me, I've got a wife, and you've got a husband, too, do you not feel guilty for betraying your own husband, it turns out you are selfish, meaning that when we were dating, you must have another girlfriend besides me, too, while you are married to betray your own husband, how foolish I can be to love someone like you, from now on don't ever appear before me or never come to my house, or you will regret Mira", I said angrily while leaving her in the park, it's up to her to go home or kidnapped genderuwo aja, let his wife, my murmur in heart.


I rushed forward my motorcycle to the house, surely Ani would be angry and disappointed in me, because I had betrayed her trust.


I promised myself I would never repeat the same mistake a second time.


Upon arrival at home, I knocked on our door, "Ashalaamu alaikum deck Ani.!", I said half-screaming.


" Wa alaikum salam bang, wait a minute, I fold my face first", he replied half-calling.


A few minutes later, Ani came to open the door for me. After the door was opened, I saw his own face that was still a little wet from the water. How stupid would I be to waste a righteous woman like her, the ideal wife of all the men in the world.


" After I went inside the house and sat in the guest chair, Ani came to bring me a glass of water. I feel more guilty about my own actions, which are easily tempted by the seduction of cheap women like Mira. I regret having loved such a woman.


I thought, my wife Ani, would be upset, not to go shopping to Carrefour to buy us a present for the wedding of our family who live in Binjai town the day after Sunday, but instead, she wasn't angry at all, she was worried about not being able to call my phone number, and I was forced to lie to her, fearing she would be disappointed and leave me.


To be honest after making that mistake, I realized my feelings for Ani, but I didn't know how to express my feelings for Ani, so I keep it for a while until I'm ready to tell her my heart, my own wife.


I know, Ani also loves me, because many times she told me, but I never reciprocated, because I was still confused by my own feelings, because I was sure, I was not, slowly another I must have fallen in love with Ani, who I think is a beautiful woman, her physical beauty and her beautiful heart.


What a body I am, if I throw away gold for copper. I would be the dumbest man in the world, if I wasted Ani, the wife I love, even late, than nothing.


How lucky I am to have a wife like Ani...


My love...