
Jihan and Arif and Salma arrived at their home, during the trip, the three were silent with their own thoughts, because it was not nice to discuss this matter in front of the taxi driver.
“Jihan, Ummi wants to talk to you!” Said Salma while sitting on their worn out sofa.
Jihan was gathered right in front of the Ummi with her head bowed. “Iya, Ummi.”
“Now you answer honestly, have you known that Ammar is still in contact with his girlfriend?” Ask Salma.
Jihan was unmoved, she was afraid to tell the truth but she also did not want to lie.
“Jihan! Answer Ummi!”
“Ummi, relax!” Arif tried to calm his wife.
“Ummi want to know, Abi!”
Salma murmur.
“Yes, but don't be like this. We can talk slowly.” Arif.
Salma looked back at Jihan who was still bowed in silence. “Nak, if you keep quiet like this, it means that it is true that you know that Ammar is still in a relationship with his girlfriend. Yes, right?”
Jihan nodded weakly with tears falling down.
“Subhanallah!” Arif and Salma at the same time.
“Since when did you know, Nak?” Arif asked gently.
“Since the first time I set foot into that house, Abi. Mas Ammar said it himself, that he has a lover and honestly did not want our marriage.” Reply Jihan still with her head down. His tears are flowing more and more.
“Yes, God, Son! Means at that time Ummi's guess was right if Ammar made a mistake, so you ask?” Salma.
Jihan nodded slowly. “Iya, Ummi.”
Arif let out a long breath, he never expected that his daughter's domestic life would be so miserable.
“Why didn't you ever say all this to us, Son?” Salma Cecar.
“I just don't want to open my husband's disgrace, Ummi.” Jihan Sahut.
“Ummi, Jihan is not wrong. As a wife she was just trying to cover up the ugliness of her husband from someone else.” Sela Arif's.
“But this is already too much! Ummi disappointed once.” Reply Salma.
“I'm sorry, Ummi. I don't want to make a mind load for Ummi and Abi and my in-laws, so I keep it to myself. And I am sure that one day God will awaken Mas Ammar and change his heart. God willing my patience and sincerity are replaced with happiness.”
“God's Passion, Son. Your heart is so noble, you are so stoic facing it.” Arif rubbed Jihan's head.
“But still Ummi can not accept Ummi's only child is treated like this! Ummi was very disappointed with Ammar, Ummi did not think he did such a bad thing. You know, Ummi wouldn't let you marry him! Ummi sorry!”
“Astagfirullah, Ummi! It's all happening! Don't regret God's destiny, He knows best. As his servant, we should always be patient and sincere.”
“But Ummi is heartbroken, Abi!”
“Ighfar, Ummi! Don't let pain ruin Ummi's kindness.”
“Astaghfirullahalladzim!” Salma exclaimed as she stroked her hijab-covered chest.
Salma nodded with a slightly sour face, then stepped into the room. While Jihan is still down while wiping her tears on the cheeks.
“Jihan, keep patient and sincere as a handle of your life, add gratitude so that whatever happens and what you face does not become a burden on your heart. Do not worry about destiny, because a leaf has been determined by God will fall when and where.” Arif advises his only daughter.
“Iya, Abi.”
“Yes already, now get ready! We'll be back to Surabaya.”
Jihan nodded and left in front of her father.
Arif again exhaled, to be honest he was also disappointed in Ammar, but he tried to be wise and calm so as not to aggravate the atmosphere. And he can also understand the feelings of Salma, which mother is not hurt if the child he was born with a life bet was hurt by others. But he did not want his wife was dissolved in excessive emotions and anger.
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After returning from the office, Ammar stopped by Joseph's house as he had promised his mother. Ammar stepped in, looking as if Joseph was sitting with Anita in the living room.
“Ma, Pa,”Tegur Ammar.
Joseph suddenly moved from his seat when he saw Ammar, he stared intently at his son as he walked closer to him.
Buugh ....
One hard punch landed on Ammar's face, making the man stagger back. But apparently Yusuf was not satisfied, he again hit Ammar blindly to vent the anger and shame that enveloped him. Although he was not well, Joseph was still able to float a raw bogem into his son's face many times. Ammar gasped with papa's surprise attack.
“Papa, already! Enough!” Anita tried to pull Joseph away from Ammar.
The middle-aged man stopped beating Ammar who was already sitting on the floor, his breathing was wheezing with red and sharp eyes. The beating scene was witnessed by the security guards and domestic assistants, but they did not dare to interfere.
“Why Papa hit me?” Ammar asked as he rubbed the corner of his bloody lips.
“You always make trouble? Want to see when you keep acting like an immoral human, huh?” Hardik Yusuf with a high voice.
“Papa, relax! Remember, Papa is sick.” Anita tried to calm her husband.
“What else is this?” Ammar looked at Joseph and Anita in turn for an explanation.
“Do not pretend to be stupid! You must know what you've done. Shame the family only!” Snapped Joseph, then passed away leaving the family room.
“Pa, I really don't understand what Papa means. How do I know that Papa didn't say it.” Ammar cried when he saw Joseph leaving, but the middle-aged man did not bully him.
Ammar turned to look at Anita who was still fixated with a sad face, her eyes were inundated with a clear liquid that was ready to drip.
“Ma, what's the matter? Why did Papa hit me?”
Anita's trembling hands rubbed the corner of Ammar's bloody lips and her tears fell.
“Mama will tell you what happened, but first treat the wound on your lips.” Anita rushes to get the P3K box.
“Ma, my lips are nothing. I don't need medicine, I just need an explanation.”
“You've been quiet! Mama will treat.”
Anita pulled Ammar sitting next to her and unloaded the white box containing the drugs then took an ointment and applied it to the wound on Ammar's lips, making the man with the nose grimace from feeling sore.
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