Substitute Priest For Chayra

Gathering

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The morning sun of Cairo greets with warmth its rays befriending the white clouds that make up the Masterpiece of the Creator.

This morning, Alif took Chayra for a short walk after enjoying the breakfast menu sent by Zidan through his men. They visited an old building called ‘Bab Zuweyla’ or famous as the South Door of Cairo.

Chapter means gate or door. Bab Zuweyla is one of the gates that surrounds the capital fence, precisely the south gate of Cairo.

Bab Zuweyla is located not far from Al-Azhar mosque, Saidina Husein Mosque and also one lane leads to Attabah market or often known as wholesale shopping center in Cairo.

Alif and Chayra went hand in hand. Both of them are enjoying their time together today.

"Darling, we're going home to the apartment? Zidan must have been waiting" he said on the sidelines of their chat.

"Yes, it's." Chayra answered briefly accompanied by a forced smile. There is a sense of unwillingness if their current togetherness ends.

And it's true Alif's guess. Zidan was already waiting at the cafe located not far from the apartment. Zidan accidentally does not tell Alif that he has arrived. Because he did not want to ruin the beautiful moment that was created between Alif and Chayra.

"Hi Bro's. Assalamu'alaikum --" he said as he patted Zidan on the shoulder.

"Wa'allaikumsalam, Bro-" Zidan moved from a sitting position to embrace his best friend.

"Let's sit down!" he said, allowing Alif and Chayra to sit down. The three then landed the body weight on a chair made of wood carving.

"Have you waited a long time, Zi?"

"Yet. It's only been half an hour" he replied in a relaxed-sounding manner.

"You should have called me, Zi. Let's not wait too long --"

"Consider, Lif. You and Chayra need time for both. If necessary, take Chayra around Cairo so that your wife is always happy. Yeah, isn't it, Ra?"

Chayra responded to Zidan's remark by simply nodding and reviewing the paper-thin smile.

"Well, what do you want to drink?"

"No need to Mas. Earlier, we had tea," Chayra refused politely.

"Mmm .. okay. In five minutes, we go to the hospital to visit Dzikra and meet Elmira. You're ready, aren't you, Ra?" Zidan glanced at Chayra with the tail of his eyes. He wants to make sure, Chayra is ready to meet Alif's first wife or maybe. Zidan could understand Chayra's current feelings from the look on her face. Although Chayra tried to cover it with a smile, the desire she was feeling still could not be hidden.

"God willing, I am ready." Chayra answered doubtfully. Actually, she was not ready to meet her husband's first wife. He was afraid, could not resist the feeling that raged in the chest and in the end, chose to give up then leave forever from Alif's life.

"Darling, if you're not ready, don't push yourself!" said Alif while holding tightly Chayra's hand. He stared at the bead of his beloved wife's eyes with a gaze that implied anxiety. It was not only Zidan who could see the delicacy that Chayra was hiding. Alif can see it too. And Alif's heart aches because of it. He felt guilty for the woman he loved so much.

"Mas, now or tomorrow, will be the same. I want to know your first wife-"

"Alright, Yang. If it's true, honey is ready, we're leaving now. But one thing is mas Alif pinta, no matter what happens .. stay by my side!" the door without turning a gaze.

Chayra. He could not promise to always be by Alif's side, the man who had made him willing to give up his heart and body.

Five minutes have passed. As Zidan said, the three left for the hospital in a copper-colored Chevrolet car.

Zidan guided Alif and Chayra through the hospital hallway to the room where Dzikra was hospitalized. Chayra's heart was pounding faster and nervousness struck as they walked closer and closer. Repeatedly Chayra was seen clenching her hands and regulating her breathing, making Alif even more anxious. He was afraid that Chayra was not ready to meet Elmira.

"Darling, we better get back to the apartment. Mas Alif is worried about you --" he said after he stopped the swing of his legs and immediately Chayra also stopped the swing of his legs.

"Mas Alif doesn't have to worry. I'm fine" he replied lying. The truth is, Chayra's not okay. He was scared and nervous. Chayra was afraid to see the sight that might make her wound even more gaping. And she was nervous how to behave to her husband's first wife.

"Heeiii, hunt! You guys kog stop there? Dzikra's room is here," Zidan said, shouting a little to distract Alif and Chayra.

Chayra released Alif's hand link and walked over first. With a gontai move, Alif caught up with his wife.

Chayra recited a prayer in the mind, pleading for peace of mind to Divine Robbi. “Allahumma inni a’udzubika minal hammi wal huzni, wal ajzi, wal kasali, wal bukhli, wal jubni, wal dholaid daini, wa gholabatir rijali. O my Lord, I take refuge in You from sorrow and sorrow or anxiety, from weakness and laziness, from infidelity and cowardice, and the burden of debt and pressure of the people.”

"Assalamu'alaikum El-" Greetings Zidan broke the seagrass. The beautiful woman who was sitting at the side of the bed then stood up to welcome the arrival of Zidan.

"Wa'allaikumsalam Zi - -"

"Well, who am I coming with?"

Elmira published a smile accompanied by a happy twinkle that was clearly visible on her face. "Sure, you came with my husband, right?"

Chayra's heart ached when she heard Elmira's words. There is a sense of disbelief if other women refer to Alif as her husband.

"You're right, El. But Alif came with Chayra. His second wife - -"

Now Elmira also felt his heart ache. Although he already knew that Alif married again, there was a sense of unwillingness.

It's very difficult to be in Alif's position at the moment. He wants to strengthen the woman he loves. But as a husband with two wives, he must be fair. This is the risk of polygamy. The most difficult condition is being able to be fair. And for the wife, must be able to sincerely share.

With heavy strides, Chayra set foot in the rooms where Dzikra was treated. He tried to publish a smile, even though his heart was running low.

"Assalamu'allaikum, Ma'am El-" Chayra said in a soft-sounding tone.

"Wa-wa'allaikumsalam. Chayra?"

Chayra nodded without fading a smile. "Yes, Mother. I'm Chayra."

Elmira walked over and hugged Chayra. He didn't want to look bad in Alif's eyes. Although not willing, he must embrace the chest and accept the presence of honey with sincerity of heart.

The hand that was originally dangling was lifted to return Elmira's embrace. The two hugged each other accompanied by a roaring cry in the heart.

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