Talak After Shah

Letter From the Court

The news of the expulsion of me and the children from the house and Andi who brought Tina home has become public consumption.

Until the news reached the ears of my two principals. Like this morning, I was called by Mr. Suparno in his room.

I know nothing with a little worry about facing him. Arriving in front of him I immediately found many questions about the gossip of my husband's affair and about the news of our expulsion.

With a heavy heart I agree when Mr. Suparno asked about my husband's affair. I don't tell you much, I don't want my family's problems to snowball. I'm just saying if my husband was cheating and we're religiously divorced.

Likewise when he asked me the truth that I contracted, everything I did.

He seemed to take a deep breath when he heard my answer. He was silent for a long time, and I just looked down.

"Father hope this problem does not interfere with the professionalism of your performance" he said after a long silence

"Insha Alloh sir" I replied

"Father salute you mbak Indah, more than a month this problem and mbak just act normal when at school. Until we barely knew it"

I just smiled faintly. I'm just trying to cover up, sir, my inner self.

After he gave me advice and support, and after I said many thanks, I walked out of his room.

I flinch when I get to the teacher's room. All my office friends were staring at me, I felt like I was being judged when all those eyes were staring at me.

I gulped as Isma walked towards me. Without thinking, he hugged me tightly.

"The patient of the deck, the patient" he sobbed

Unmindful of his treatment made my tears flow. I hugged her back and I cried.

Yes, I cried this time. My tears broke after more than a month I held her. This time I was crying pretty hard.

The heartache that I had, I spilled it all in the arms of Isma. He led me to sit in the guest chair in the teacher's room and back he grabbed me by the shoulder.

A few other friends sat near me. Some even stroked my shoulders and shed tears

" Sing is patient on deck" said Mrs Kris, stroking my shoulder, she appeared to shed tears.

I forgot about the shame. I am not ashamed of crying that makes a sound in front of my friends. Right now all I need is to relieve my heart, I hope that by crying I can reduce the burden on my heart.

I cried long enough until my eyes were poked. When I calmed down a bit, I lifted my head from Isma's chest. And I saw her hijab wet with my tears.

"I'm sorry mothers" I said softly

They shook their heads and were still looking pity at me.

"You are strong on deck, we are sure you can get through this" said Ms. Yaya as she clasped my hand

I nodded at him.

"Don't shed your tears for a man who doesn't love you, your tears are precious, so don't spill them just out of betrayal. You must rise, not be broken. Your ex-husband will be proud, his head will be big if he sees you destroyed. You have to show her that you can be much happier and much more everything than the woman of her choice" Ms. Yaya said

"Show that you can stand on your feet without any help from her, take care of and raise your children, guide them, be a proud mother to your children, not a weak mother. I'm sure you can. Ayuk knows you are strong deck" he added again

My tears flowed again to hear her words.

"There is not a single destiny that Allah wrote to His servant that does not bring good, even including the disappointment that engulfs our hearts today, there will certainly be great wisdom after this. Sometimes disappointment comes to teach that life does not always go our way"

I held my head up when Mr. Suparno said so. I permeated every sentence, trying to digest it in my mind.

I nodded my head. I rubbed my face rough, took a deep breath and forced a firm smile in front of all my friends.

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I immediately picked up my three children as soon as my teaching hours were up. Since the incident I was scolded by my brother, I every day leave my children to my umak. Every morning I will deliver Naura to school, only after that I will leave my two heroes to my umak.

Sometimes Naura when she came home from school was picked up by my father, or maybe Dian would pick her up.

Apparently, Dian's affection has not changed for my three children. I felt bad for him because I couldn't pay for his services. When I expressed my condolences, he was angry.

"Mbak does not need payment, he sincerely picked up Naura and babysit brother equally adek" he replied at the time.

I'm moved. It turns out he has a sincere heart.

It didn't feel like the motor had reached my parents' yard. Hearing the sound of my motorbike, the youngest immediately spat out my hug.

Soon I carried her and brought her in.

I opened the hood and put Adam on the chair. But he immediately got down and ran to my general place. Without babibu I immediately took the plate and ate.

"Eat the mak" I said to my umak who was sitting relaxed while watching tivi

"Eat, umak already" he replied without distracting from the TV.

I saw Ayuk coloring in the front room while waiting for my father. Occasionally, his voice shouted because his colored pencil was played by Mikail.

After eating, I sat in front of the TV with umak and Adam.

"There's a letter from the Ndah court" Umakku said

I immediately looked at him.

Umak stood up and opened the closet, he took a brown envelope and gave it to me.

I received the envelope with a chaotic feeling. Sad, angry, disappointed, happy mixed into one.

But I tried to calm down. I saw in the envelope written on the head of the court of the religious city of Lubuklinggau.

The letter was addressed to me with my parents' home address.

I immediately opened the envelope and took the letter inside, and read it in my heart.

First court call. I took a deep breath as soon as I finished reading it.

I smiled at my mom who looked at me unblinking.

"This 10th I have a court call" I said softly

My mother seemed to breathe deeply. I clearly saw the pain in his eyes.

"It's the best mak, umak don't mind much. Pray for me. Only prayer and riddho umak I expected" I said holding his hand.

After peeping Adam's forehead that focus on staring at the screen tivi I entered the room.

I immediately sat on the bed. My tears flowed, they flowed without me preventing it, there was a sense I could not express.

I looked back at the subpoena from the court in my hand. Stare blankly and blankly