Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

252. Sorry From Hilman

"I am unable to have children, Yu. Ii'm sorry. I've wasted you."

I round my eyes, a little confused by what he said just now. What did Mas Hilman mean? Is it possible if all this time Mas Hilman is in trouble? But how can it be? Didn't she have a child with Hana?

He no longer spoke, but cried loudly enough. Many people saw, I was worried about him. Especially since he works here. Afraid that it will bother him later in the day.

"Mas, I've already. Wake." I asked him once more. He shook his head a few times. Saying sorry and sorry from now on.

"Hilman, wake up don't be like that. It's not good to see others." Now Arga came forward and pulled Mas Hilman's hand to stand up. This time the man complied, he stood up but still lowered his head. His face was now wet with tears.

"I'm sorry, Arga. I've done you guys wrong. I'm very sorry for that" said Mas Hilman still crying.

"We have no grudge against you. Don't let yourself humble yourself again like that in front of us. Please do not make us feel bad because of your thoughts," said Arga again.

"Father now you're happy, you don't need to feel guilty. Now fix yourself, do good to others. We've forgiven you for a long time."

I looked at Arga in amazement, how good my husband is. If considering Mas Hilman's treatment to him first, it certainly does not seem like a thing that can be easily forgiven.

"I'm sorry it's late" Arga told Mas Hilman. He nodded his head looking stiff, like he had to. "Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight." Mas Hilman answered the greetings from Arga with a soft voice. We both turned around.

We both stopped and turned around.

"Congratulations on your pregnancy. I pray that you and your baby will always be healthy" he said clearly. She was crying, but her lips were smiling.

I nodded and thanked him. "You too, Mum. May He be given health and provided sustenance by Allah." My prayers are for him and are welcomed with the word aamiin by him as well as Arga.

We turned around without waiting for the answer again. I reached out to Gara and took the boy to our car. Until the moment we left there Mas Hilman was still staring at us from his place. Seen from the look in his eyes such deep regret.

Arga held my hand, his thumb stroking the back of the hand. "You're okay, right?" tanyakanya. The smile I showed Arga.

"I'm fine. It's calm in this heart" I said, holding my chest. The thoughts that have been disturbing and also heartbroken that have been misleading this chest now no longer exist. I don't want any grudges, or those who think I have a grudge, my life has become calmer. I just want to live my life in peace.

"Alhamdulillah then. I hope he can live a better life" he said with a smile.

"Thank you yes. You let me talk to him" I told him.

"Yes. Anything for my wife's happiness."

I looked at him with a look of disbelief. Looking from the look in his eyes earlier when I asked for permission, he looked a little heavy to allow. But it seems he is holding back the ego. Like what he said just now. For happiness.