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Fauzi and Afifa stopped right at the door, when they saw that there were already many people there, Wulan, his father, Johan, and the family of Faqih that they had just seen this time, he said, there was a tense atmosphere in the living room, making Fauzi hesitant to step up.
"Let's please!" faqih's mother allowed Fauzi and Afifa to sit in an empty chair that had been prepared by her maid.
Fauzi nodded and walked back to the chair followed by Afifa and Thalita.
There was a small chat between them, just a pleasantries to melt the atmosphere, some drinks and snacks served by Faqih's older sister and Sister-in-law Faqih. Occasionally a small laugh was heard from them when Thalita was teased for continuing to cling to Afifa, her second mother.
Faqih's sister-in-law named Rika approached Thalita. "Beautiful bro, want to play with Dek Zahra? that's Dek Zahra again playing doll with Teh Dhera in the back, Yuk!" bring him.
Thalita smiled, then looked at Afifa and Fauzi alternately asking for approval. Afifa smiled and nodded. Thalita followed Sister-in-law Faqih to the playroom of her two daughters. Thalita, who was initially hesitant to join, is immediately greeted kindly by Dhera Rika's first child, after her mother introduces Thalita to them both.
Rika also left the children who had started playing with familiar. He immediately returned to the living room.
"So this is Nak Fauzi, the biological father of his daughter Nak Wulan?" ask her father Faqih, start the conversation.
"Yes, right, Uncle!" Fauzi.
"And this is your wife?" he asked again, looking at Afifa. Afifa nodded and cupped her palms in front of her chest and smiled.
"Hmmm...., if Nak Aji already knows that Wulan contains your flesh and blood, why didn't Nak Aji marry Nak Wulan?" ask again.
Fauzi was speechless, briefly staring at Afifa who was also speechless at the question from her father Faqih.
"Sorry, Sir! I said that..." Johan.
"I asked Nak Fauzi. I just wanted to hear the answer," Faqih's father cut off Johan's remark. Johan was silent again.
Fauzi took a deep breath, arranging the words he wanted to put out. "I know, this is my responsibility, also a mistake from my past, I used to look for it, but I did not also find Wulan, until finally I was reunited with my wife, this," Fauzi clasped Afifa's cold hands stacked on her lap.
His father Faqih seemed to think, "How can you meet again and be sure that the child is your flesh and blood?"
"The "guilt in Me continues to haunt My soul and mind, to the serenity of My household, and the happiness of My Wife. Finally, I told all my dark past to my Wife. And the two of us continued to search for Wulan's whereabouts tirelessly. And maybe it was Taqdir Alloh, accidentally, my wife met Thalita 3 years ago, and that child has brought us back together. And of all the events that Wulan told me about as well as some coincidences that happened, I am sure that Thalita is my flesh and blood" explained Fauzi.
"Have you done a DNA test?" His mother Faqih chimed in, making Fauzi, Afifa and Wulan gasp at his hearing. So too with Mr. Herman.
Wulan bowed deeper and deeper, the question that her mother Faqih had just asked sounded so painful as if slicing her heart. The humiliation came again, Wulan was silent in silence, clear crystal in both eyes.
"Eh.., I mean.." Faqih's mother spoke up again when she came to her senses with everyone's reaction after hearing her words.
"That's enough!" Said Mr. Herman who had been holding back his emotions, "If my daughter is not welcome in this house, we will not force ourselves. We know ourselves enough!" Stand up from her seat and grab Wulan's hand to follow her immediately.
"Shortly, Sir! That's not what we mean," Faqih's father stood up to stop Mr. Herman's steps.
"There has been enough suffering and humiliation that my daughter has received over the past 10 years, I don't want it, the humiliation is repeated back to us." Said Mr. Herman in a firm tone.
"We don't intend to bring that back, we..."
"Your wife's question has been to accuse my daughter of being a dirty woman, do you think my daughter can relate to any man?" Mr. Herman's emotions are starting to get out of control.
Faqih immediately stood up and approached Mr. Herman, as a doctor he knew exactly how the emotional condition of his former patient was. "Sir, you calm down, yes, you believe in me, right?" faqih said as he looked into Mr. Herman's eyes, "Come, take a breath first! control your emotions, and then you sit back!" Said Faqih whispering calmly.
Mr. Herman said, after doing all that Faqih instructed, he sat back down.
"That's right" said Wulan, raising her head, then staring blankly at the table before her, "Mas Kadar married me for wanting to cover up my pregnant disgrace, and we were just married siri, his status as a police officer did not allow him to legally practice the state, until finally our relationship was betrothed by his first wife, We parted ways and have never met again until now."
"Are you divorced?" ask Faqih's mother to come back.
"Even before we parted, Mas levels had dropped talak even in the coercion of his first wife, and for 5 years, we have never been in contact again, let alone give a living, both born and bathin," Wulan.
"That means your husband has been mentally challenged, for letting you be for more than two years" Faqih's father chimed in. His head looked like a sign of understanding.
Wulan nodded slowly.
"Please apologize in advance Nak Wulan and Nak Fauzi," his father Faqih continued. "I ask about your past, because I don't want anything unwanted to happen, which will interfere with my Son's domestic relationship later," Faqih's father took a breath, then spoke again, "Although I had heard the truth from Nak Johan, but there was still something stuck in my heart, so I asked Faqih to bring me together with Nak Fauzi."
"It's okay, I understand Uncle," Fauzi replied. "Uncle don't have to worry about Thalita, I'll take full responsibility for him, I know very well what my mistakes were in the past."
"Perhaps in this case, Nak Fauzi is also innocent, as Johan said," Faqih's father said.
"Johan?" ask Fauzi. "What does this have to do with Johan?"
All eyes were staring at Johan. Johan fell silent and hesitated to start talking. "Ma.pardon me, Zi! forgive all my stupidity" Johan said stammeringly.
"I'm sorry for what?" ask Fauzi.
"Everything that happens to you two, it's my fault, I'm the one who corrupted you by putting the drug in your drink,"
"What do you mean?" Fauzi began to stare intently at Johan.
"Yes, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this, it was just my prank," Johan started to get scared by Fauzi's gaze.
"What's? prankster? you said prank? what kind of friend are you Johan? how could you trap your own friend!" Fauzi stood about to approach Johan who was sitting about two meters from where he stood, his hands were already clenched, his face reddened with anger.
"Sister...!" Afifa immediately pulled Fauzi's hand, "Sister.., hold your emotions! we are meeting" said Afifa half-whispering as she stood holding her husband's body.
"But he's outrageous!" fauzi is still emotional.
"Fifa tau, Fifa Understand with Kak Aji's feelings," Afifa still held Fauzi's hand, "See Fifa, Brother!" Afifa turned her husband's body upside down, Fauzi looked into the shady eyes of Afifa who was staring at him. "Let's get some Wudhu water!" afifa said as she pulled Fauzi's hand out of the tense forum.
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