Tears of Sholehah's Wife

Episode 36's.

It was late afternoon, Jihan just came out of the Ritz Corporation building with Tasya, her face looks more cheerful because Tasya was trying to cheer her up jokingly, so that it can make the hijab woman laugh even if only for a moment. Although Jihan did not tell what happened, Tasya could guess if his friend was being overwhelmed with grief.

“Anything since then, she doesn't dare to lie to me anymore, deter her.” Babe Tasya while laughing.

“You've been so fierce, like a stepmom.” Jihan Sahut who also laughed after hearing the story from Tasya.

“Jihan!”

Suddenly someone called out Jihan's name, making the two women turn towards the source of the voice.

“Miranda?” Jihan was stunned to see the person who called her was Miranda.

“Who, Han?” Bisik Tasya's.

“Pelakor.” Answer Jihan origin.

“Haa?” Tasya gaped at Jihan's answer.

Miranda approached Jihan and Tasya who looked at her with a dislike look.

“Someone I want to talk to you about.” Miranda.

“Ya already, just talk!” Reply Jehan ketus.

“Can we talk to you both?” Miranda glanced at Tasya who was standing beside Jihan. “It's about Ammar.”

Jihan looked at Tasya. “You go first, yes?”

“Iya. See you tomorrow.”

Jihan nodded twice.

Tasya leaves Jihan with Miranda, who is still glued to the grounds of the Ritz Corporation.

“Now we're both, tell me what you want to talk about!” Urge Jihan.

Miranda took out a paper from inside her bag, and showed it to Jihan.

“What is this?” Jihan's confused.

“That was the result of the examination from the doctor, that I am currently pregnant with her child Ammar.” Miranda spoke as she stroked the belly of her queen.

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, Jihan was shocked to death. “Astaghfirullahalladzim! You guys have done that far? You guys have already committed adultery?”

Miranda shrugged both of her shoulders. “That's not taboo anymore? Gini day is natural if a couple does that, let alone we love each other.”

“Do not consider a bad is natural just because of the development of the era, let alone in the name of love! You have committed a great sin. Nauzubillah.” Jehan murmured with tears. He did not think Ammar would do this insult.

“Do not take care of our sins! Now you better leave Ammar so I can marry him! This kid needs a father.” Miranda Pinta.

Jihan shook, her heart ached but was not willing to let go of the man she had loved for so long.

“Why? You don't want to let go of Ammar for me? All right, then I'll abort this kid. Why was he born if he was not recognized.” Connect Miranda lightly.

“Astaghfirullahalladzim!” Jihan again said istighfar, she did not expect Miranda cruel. “You really have no feelings, how can a mother kill her own child!”

“Yes, how else? That's why you let Ammar go for me! Or do you want me to be my second wife?”

Jihan shook her head with tears falling down. He knew his heart wouldn't be strong enough to be combined. But she was also unwilling to release Ammar for Miranda even though her husband had dropped the talaq on her.

“As you know, Ammar married you because of threats from his Papa, he promised to get you out of his life soon. If I were you, I'd go alone before being dumped. You're only a third person anyway. So you should have given up. ” Miranda said, then stepped away leaving Jihan.

“Yes, Allah. What should I do?” Jihan covered her mouth with a palm and cried stifled, she no longer cared about the few employees who looked at her with a curious look. Right now he just wanted to vent the sadness and pain in his heart.

“Jihan? You why?” Radit's baritone voice suddenly startled Jihan. The hijab-wearing woman hurriedly wiped away her tears.

With trembling hands, Jihan grabbed Dongker's blue handkerchief. “Thank you, Sir.”

Jihan rubbed her face with a handkerchief given by Radit, although traces of tears were no longer visible on her face, but anyone would know that she had just cried.

“Why are you crying? You have a problem?” Radit asked curiously.

Jehan bowed, his tears fell again. He had no intention of answering Radit's question.

“Alright, if you don't want a story. I will not force it. Please don't cry anymore! Your tears are too precious for you to waste.” Radit. If only this one in front of him was another woman, he would have already pulled her into a hug. But unfortunately this is Jihan, she can't touch him.

“Iya, Sir. Thanks for the handkerchief. I will return it when washed.”

“Not done! For you only! I still have a lot.” Reply Radit.

“No, Sir. I will definitely return it.”

“Ya already, it's up to you!”

“Then excuse me to go home, sir. Assalamualaikum.” Lihan Pungkas.

“Wa’ aleikumsalam ..”

Jihan rushes out of Radit's presence, to be honest she's ashamed that Radit and some employees saw her crying, but she really can't contain her sadness. His heart was broken to get this bitter reality. Should he give up Ammar for Miranda?

Radit exhaled while looking at Jihan who was getting further away.

“What's wrong with you? If I were halal to you, I swear I would hold you tight and I would not let those tears fall again.” Radit Gumam slowly.

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Ammar was relaxing on the bed, all day at home making the man with a sharp nose was saturated. He only spent his time watching movies, but still could not kill the anxiety and anger in his heart. His mind occasionally floated and was reminded of Jihan's figure, but he hurriedly brimmed before dissolving.

Ammar was jolted when the door to his room was suddenly opened violently by Joseph.

“Ammar! You're really crazy, aren't you? What the hell are you doing? Why is that so easy you filed for divorce?” Cecar Yusuf with a high tone.

Lazily Ammar got up from the bed, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

“If Papa is here just to scold me, Papa should just go home. I was lazy to fight with Papa.” Sahut Ammar was indifferent, making Joseph's emotions peak.

“Basic brat! You really don't have manners! How dare you kick your own parents out?” Yusuf with glaring eyes.

“Pa, patience. Remember health, Papa.” Anita tried to calm her husband.

“This child has gone too far, Ma! He acts as he pleases, uses no brains!” Hardik Yusuf's.

“Pa, I know what I have to do! So Papa doesn't have to interfere in my business! I'm not a kid anymore!” Reply Ammar.

“You are absolutely .. aaakkhh ...” Joseph screamed while holding his chest.

Anita panicked and held onto Yusuf who was groaning in pain. “Papa why?”

“Papa's chest hurts once, Ma.” Joseph answered in a stammered voice and fell unconscious.

Anita looked at Ammar who was looking at them with a worried face. “Quickly take Papa to the hospital!”

“I-iya, Ma.” Ammar hurried to pick up Joseph's weak body and carry it.

“Yes Allah, Papa.” Anita followed the son with fear, her tears even dripping down her cheeks.

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