Somplak Boss

Part 63: Epilogue

"Vilan, I'm sorry, huh?" Zahra looked down before the handsome man.

Vilan smiled, even though his chest hurt. "I'm the one who should be sorry for disturbing your household."

"You don't hate me, do you, Lan?" lirih Zahra with a sad look.

Vilan smiled thinly while shaking his head. "No" he answered, holding Zahra's shoulders. "Thank you for coming, huh?"

Zahra's eyes have begun to glaze over at the face of his former lover who is definitely injured can not be cured. "You don't love me anymore" Zahra asked in a hoarse voice.

Vilan closed his eyes while nodding weakly. Sadness completely enveloped the two of them. "I'm meeting you now. Because this is the last." Vilan's voice sounded trembling.

"Ak..," Zahra gulped her saliva with great difficulty. "I'm really sorry."

Vilan lowered his hand from Zahra's shoulder. Trying to toughen up, but Zahra knew Vilan was feeling a very deep tightness in his chest.

"May I hug you?"

Zahra gasped at Vilan's words. The woman looked at Vilan with a confused look.

"For the last time?" vilan said with a heavy voice.

Zahra hesitated, however, she was forced to nod. Vilan grabbed Zahra's body tightly. Very tight, as if not wanting to part. And dikelukan that finally tears that have been resistant since Vilan was spilled wet the face. Vilan sobbed in Zahra's arms.

Shortly after, Vilan let go of her embrace. Then, backtracking his steps leaving Zahra. "May you always be happy, Ra!" his yell.

"You're still handsome, Vilan, hope you get a better woman than me!!!" zahra shouted as Vilan got further away from his sight and lost to being swallowed by the crowd at the airport.

"It's over?" knock someone behind Zahra.

Zahra looked straight back, then was surprised to see Erwin already standing there with his hand stuffed into his pants pocket. I don't know when Erwin was there. Clearly Zahra was afraid that Erwin would see himself hugging Vilan.

"Let's go home?" Erwin held Zahra's hand out of the airport waiting room to the parking lot. While Zahra still looks clumsy.

"Se..., since when have you been here?" Zahra looked up at Erwin who was taller than him.

"Since you've been here." Erwin smiled sweetly as if nothing had happened.

Lothawat! Zahra snorted in her heart.

"Today you have to check your contents to the doctor, so I'm coming to pick you up."

Of course from those words Zahra knew how Erwin got here. Perhaps, the man followed her while out of the house.

When he got into the car, Zahra was silent. Waiting for Erwin to scold him. Because Zahra was convinced that Erwin would definitely accuse her of cheating on him with Vilan.

Erwin was still driving his car quietly.

"Is that doang? You're not angry?" zahra asked as she saw Erwin's calm expression.

"Why should I be angry?" replied Erwin glanced at Zahra for a moment then focused on looking ahead.

"So, you must have seen me hugged Vilan. You must have thought I was cheating on you with Vilan."

Erwin smiled obliquely. "Don't seudzon the same person. I'm not accusing you of that."

"Then?"

"Not wear it then."

Zahra only scratched her non-itchy forehead. What kind of person is this, anyway?

"Aren't you jealous?" ask Zahra again.

Erwin chuckled small. "Yes, yes, that man is always wrong in women's eyes."

"meaning?"

"If I had been angry, you would have been ranting because my accusation was wrong. This I've been silent not comment anything, but still wrong in your eyes." Erwin let out a tired breath.

Zahra felt like laughing to see Erwin's face. Ever since he first got married, Erwin had never once snapped at him. "I mean why don't you get angry, your beautiful wife hugged Vilan."

"The person who is hugged also wants why scolded? Sins of own responsibility." Erwin smiled cunningly.

"Vilan, aren't you reprimanding?" ask Zahra again.

"Vilan deserves to be happy too."

"I could have done that to another man?"

Zahra just laughed. Erwin smiled as well. He knew it was a sad farewell between Zahra and Vilan. Erwin was not angry because he thought that being Vilan would be sad, even Erwin prayed for Vilan to get a better soul mate. That's Erwin, who always thinks rationally.

***

Zahra and Erwin just came out of the USG room. According to the doctor's examination their child is male. Erwin looked very happy, because after the girl his son was a boy. I hope the doctor's prediction is correct.

"Mas, Ms. Viola wants to come here. Rena wants to come with us." Zahra looked down at the short message on her phone screen.

"Why don't we just pick him up?"

"No, they're here, really. Rena can't wait to be picked up."

"Huffttt, the boy." Erwin sat in a long chair in the hospital, waiting for the arrival of Rena and Viola.

While Zahra is still fun chatting with Viola. Soon, Viola and Rena finally emerge from the hospital hallway. Rena ran away leaving Viola walking leisurely behind her.

"Father!" rena shouted hugging Erwin. Erwin immediately caught the tiny body of Rena then carried her.

"You're the trouble Mama Viola keeps. If you want to come with Papa directly call, do not even cry asking for a transfer." Erwin pinched Rena's chubby cheeks.

"Yes, you are an impatient child." Zahra smiled as she ruffled the peak of Rena's hair.

Viola was in front of them. "I'd like to go straight, Mas, tipped Rena, huh?" viola said with a flat expression.

Erwin smiled towards Viola while conversing with Rena.

Zahra noticed a look of sadness on Viola's face. For some reason Viola was a little awkward and hesitant if he met her and Erwin. It was as if there were no simple words that could be spoken to familiarize themselves. Viola only spoke enough and then immediately left.

"Wait, Ma'am!" sergeant Zahra made Viola's move stop. The woman who was now in the hijab turned to look towards Zahra.

"Let's take a walk to the top, Ma'am?" zahra asked Viola.

Viola only smiled faintly, then shook his head. "No. I'm at home," he said, continuing his steps leaving Erwin and Zahra, having previously looked at Erwin with a flat gaze.

Zahra felt bad about Viola's change. Unlike before when Erwin had not returned home, Viola looked considerate and friendly to him. Zahra can only pray for Viola to get the happiness he dreams of.

***

Erwin who had just entered the room frowned when confronted by Zahra.

The two fell silent, looking at each other for a few minutes. Zahra smiled at Erwin.

"Hmm, what are you thinking?" asked Erwin suspiciously.

Zahra did not answer. The woman helped Erwin remove the tie on his collar.

Enrah why Erwin looks seductive in Zahra's eyes. Although every day met, but the sense of kangennya to Erwin always appear at any time.

Zahra pushed Erwin's body into the bed. Then Zahra jumped into Erwin's arms.

"Asstagfirullahaladzim, your behavior is like the Tiger Trio."

Zahra giggled while hugging Erwin who was below her. "Miss."

"So? What delicious interludes are halal?"

"That's halal, that's weird." Zahra grunting.

"So, don't ever cheat, huh?" Erwin smiled then peeked at Zahra's cheek.

"okay... There will be no more Cheating Races!"

"Decide!!!"

CONCLUSION

Infidelity is a social disease that often occurs in the household as well as the love story of teenagers. Like a virus that can attack and tempt anyone, both men and women.

Cheating is a pleasure of the world. But keep in mind, that preserving infidelity is the same as adding sin consistently. Kill the character, so that there is no longer a limit of good or evil. Production swells, so the family itself even abandoned. In fact, cheating also results in mental illness that will make the cheating person experience stress, haunted by guilt, and life becomes unsettled.

Sometimes our mistress boyfriend looks better and more beautiful than our own partner. But be aware, if the promotion stage is always a good display, even though there are millions of ugliness hidden from behind a beautiful smile. Unimaginable people who betray their partners will regret later on, like the figure of Viola in this story.

Then Zahra, the character who taught us many lessons. A figure that reflects true freshness, loyalty, and sincerity. There is no proper recompense for him other than the happiness of the world and the Hereafter. Faithful to her husband, obedient to her Lord, good deed, that is the QUEEN OF OUR WORLD, the pious wife, the almaratus-solehah.  We keep the queens of the world in our homes, not to be exhibited, not to be competed but to seek the pleasure of Allah SWT.

EXPIRE

Thankfully, the story is finally finished...