Sidewalk

Chapter 71

Dirga was still trying to calm Fattah down. Dirga's body swayed to the left and to the right, while the palm of his hand that one gently patted the thigh of the tiny baby. It gives a sense of comfort to the little baby.

Not far from Dirga, Wayla looked at the sight. Wayla, a 30-year-old woman, is called Lala.

Are you the angel that God sent me?

6 months married to Dirga, Lala can feel that the man is a good man. Lala knows the figure of the Shafi, and knows what the angel of the heart of a Dirga. Simple and innocent, but the man's love is deeply ingrained to the woman named Aurelia Syafitri.

In one month, Dirga only came a day to his house, only to give a living born to him and his son.

Dirga is only a husband on paper, Dirga himself does not consider himself a wife, for Dirga, a Wayla is only a companion only. Although in the eyes of the surrounding community they are a married couple.

That time ....

Dirga came to a house, to help his best friend pick someone up.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Dirga knocked the back of his palm on the door leaf.

Bougggts!

A blunt object hit Dirga's back, rendering the man unconscious.

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The dorrr! Dorr! Dor's!

"Open the door!"

The sound of yelling along with the pounding of the door was very loud, Dirga slowly realized, the surrounding situation was very dark.

Bruckk! Bruckk! Darrr!

The noise was clear, but Dirga's head was still dizzy, he could not recognize the surroundings.

"Here we go! Bala's invitee! Abuser Zinah!"

Shouted one of the citizens, it instantly resuscitated Dirga. Dirga saw the situation around, many people were staring with angry gazes at him. Dirga saw the situation around, somehow he could be in this mattress, one thing that made Dirga surprised, beside him there was a woman who still closed her eyes.

"Basically the child does not know in profit!" A woman came grabbing the hair of a foreign woman lying beside Dirga. "Say your future husband will marry you, this is not to marry but to marry without marriage!" mean it.

The woman who had closed her eyes looked so surprised to see the figure of Dirga and many residents who were in her room.

"We marry them right now!" shouted one of the citizens.

"agree! Than they commit adultery again!"

That night everyone urged Dirga to marry the woman. Dirga was unable to dodge, due to her naked condition and in the carriage when she was with a foreign woman.

The reason for that, who would believe. Dirga desperate, his intention to help a friend, even trapped by this situation.

"Okay, I'll marry her tonight too, but can you guys give me some time?"

"I want to speak only four eyes with my future wife?" dirga pinta.

The community also gave Dirga and the woman time to speak four eyes before their marriage agreement.

Dirga tried to grab her clothes that were lying on the floor, and put them on, while the woman pulled the blanket to the limit of her chest. They both realized that they had done nothing, this was just a trap.

"What's your name?" ask Dirga.

"Wayla, call me Lala."

"What's your relationship with Romi?" ask Dirga.

"He's my baby's father." The woman stroked her distended stomach.

"You're married?"

Lala shook her head. "Romi promised me tonight she'd pick me up and marry me."

"Oh my God ...." He can only complain.

Dirga grabbed his phone, tried to contact Romi, but the man's phone could not be reached.

Did Romi set me up? Inner Dirga.

"I'm Dirga, Romi's friend, but one thing you should know, I'm married, and I love my wife so much."

"May I speak at length?" ask Dirga.

"Please."

Dirga grabbed her phone, she typed in the search word 'Barring marrying pregnant women because of Zina'

Various sources appear, Dirga chose one of them, and began reading to Lala.

"Women who become pregnant because of sexual intercourse outside of marriage are prohibited from marrying the man who impregnates them. This is because the fetus in the woman's womb comes from unclean semen, so that the fetus is not a child even though it comes from semen."

"If they marry also, then the two are forbidden to have intercourse, because of the mixture of halal blood and unclean blood, allowed to pay his wife, when the woman is finished his puerperium. That's if Romi marries you. If I were, I wouldn't do that to you anytime."

Lala could only duck.

"In the fatwa of Lajnah Daimah is stated ...." Dirga continued reading from the internet om page he opened.

“If a woman is pregnant because of adultery then she should not be married to a man who adulterates her or another man, until the woman gives birth. Because his womb is in its contents, in the form of a fetus that should not be sent to the man who adultered him, nor to others, but he was sent to his mother."

Dirga looked at the pregnant woman's face. "If we get married, then our marriage is not legal. You and I are just husband and wife on paper, until whenever I can't consider you my wife, for me you're just a companion later, are you ready for that?"

Lala was still silent, trying to digest Dirga's words, if she could refuse, she also wanted to refuse. "I'm ready to assume anything after marriage."

"But take it easy, I will finance your life and your son, even until we find Romi, and the man who set us up" Dirga said.

That night the wedding happened.

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"La, lala ...."

Dirga's call made the woman who was familiarly called Lala awaken from her admiration for the figure that was in front of her eyes.

"Sorry, I'm old." Lala immediately stepped closer to Dirga, slowly she picked up Fattah who was still asleep in Dirga's sling.

"He's sleeping."

"The baby is like this, brother, what can he, just drink milk, pup, cry, and sleep."

Dirga smiled looking at Fattah's face that was so cute.

"Sister permission how many days with wife brother?"

"As usual just a day, sorry La, I always miss him, parted long from him I can't afford."

Lala fell silent, her heart also wanted to be loved by men, just as Dirga loved Shafi.

"Hopefully someday, there's a man who really loves you La."

"Nm ...." Lala. "Oh brother, my current life goal is just Fattah." Romi's whereabouts are unknown, making Lala's heart very sick and disappointed.

That night his hope Romi came and proposed to him in a good way, but instead Dirga who came, until this unwanted marriage happened.

"La, that night, you know why I was in your room?"

"I don't know, sister, that night my parents were allowed to go to buy a cake, because they would welcome Romi, that night I was sick, I just fell asleep in my room, when I realized, I was just sleeping, brother was there, and the marriage happened."

"I'd really like to end all this La."

"Leave me brother."

"I can't, because until now I didn't know where Romi was, what if he was in danger? By taking care of you and your son, I've helped my best friend."

Romi, Lala's heart aches to remember that name.

"Sorry La, this marriage is going to end sooner or later. But when I let you go, at least it was clear what your fate was."

"I'm sorry La, not me toying with marriage. You're a good woman, but I can't accept you as a wife, because I love my wife so much, I can't betray her with just a legitimate bond on this paper."

"I'm sorry brother."

Lala is confused as to what, one side she is very happy to get a husband like Dirga, one side to the other, she suffers, every with Dirga, in the heart and mind of Dirga is just an Aurelia Syafitri. No matter how much he served Dirga at the dinner table, Dirga's mouth was always free to mention the name of Shafi.

"Kitchen needs the same needs Fattah, what is lacking? Let me buy it, because later in the afternoon I have to go back to my real life."

"Um .. That's the record on the big desk." Lala pointed towards the paper overlapping the flower vase.

"Well, I'll buy it."

"Silver breakfast first, on the table I have prepared," said Lala.

"You?"

"Yes, we have breakfast together. But I put Fattah first into her bok."

After Lala put Fattah into the baby bump, Dirga and Lala immediately headed for the dining table, to replenish their energy.

Lala painstakingly served Dirga at the dinner table, now the two are still enjoying their breakfast.

"How's that maid working for you, you like?" ask Dirga.

"Owh Bi Jumi is so good, I love it."

"Good, I've left you a lot, in a month I've only been here all day." Dirga continued to bribe his food.

"How's sister's wife?"

"He's fine, and we're fine."

"Good, hopefully we can uncover all this, before your wife finds out about your second marriage."

"Yes, that's my hope. After all, even if this marriage isn't legal, but I'm gonna let you go, and I hope, even if we split up, we can still be friends."

"Sure brother."

"Who's cooking? It's delicious." Dirga added the contents of the plate.

"I, this morning Fattah was still sleeping, I just cooked for a little help with bi Jumi."

"Waw, it's great that you cook it, it tastes similar to the cuisine of Sya-" Dirga stopped his words, although Lala is not his legal wife, but Lala's current position is his wife.

"Sorry La, I don't mean to compare the two of you."

"Liet brother, I'm happy, at least can treat the feeling of miss brother on sister's wife."

"Sorry ...." Dirga is so sorry.

Lala smiled, this is not a new thing Dirga called the name of Shafi, even Lala was ready to hear the name regardless of Dirga's mouth at any time. "Look down brother." The two continued their breakfast.

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Hayoo Dirga is not wrong, Syafi remains everything for him, the wrong Author joined 😂😂😂