
The next morning, Joseph who was still not feeling well asked to buy chicken porridge.
“Papa you again want chicken porridge he said. Where to look?”
“As I recall not far from here there is a porridge stall, Ma. I never bought it, but it looks good. After the stall crowded continue.”
Ammar.
“Then please buy it, yes?” Anita Pinta.
“Iya, Ma.” Ammar rushed to buy some porridge for Joseph.
Ammar arrived at the porridge stall that was quite crowded, he walked in and found the seller. From a few meters away he saw a woman in brown hijab serving customers, Ammar approached him.
“Excuse me, Ma'am. I want to order porridge.” Ammar.
The brown-veiled woman immediately turned around and was flabbergasted when she saw Ammar.
Likewise with Ammar, the man gasped with perfectly rounded eyes.
“Jihan?”
“Mas Ammar?”
Ammar spontaneously embraced Jihan. “At last I found you, Jihan!”
“Astaghfirullah, Mas.” Jihan suddenly pushed Ammar's chest until his embrace was released, and the woman took a few steps back.
Some customers pay attention to them with curiosity.
Ammar scrunched his forehead. “Why?”
“We are no longer husband and wife, so we are haram touch.”
“Oh, sorry!” Ammar.
Jihan who was still in shock saw Ammar's presence was only fixated with her heart pounding.
While Ammar felt very happy because he finally could meet the woman he loved.
“Jihan, can we talk? There's something I have to tell you.”
“But I'm busy, Mas.” Jihan tries to avoid Ammar.
“Then I will wait until you are not busy anymore.” Ammar immediately looked for an empty bench and sat down sweetly.
Jihan is stunned to see Ammar's behavior, but she hopes the man leaves so that he does not get back to dissolving the feelings he should have lost. He rushed to the kitchen to calm down.
“Jihan, what's up?” Aisyah asked as she looked at Jihan's tense face.
“Bule, no Mas Ammar.”
“Mana?”
Jihan pointed at Ammar who was now sitting in the corner of the stall while calling someone with.
“Why can he be here?”
“I also don't know, Bule.”
“Did he see you?” Ask Aisha again.
Jihan nodded. “Iya, and said she wanted to talk to me.”
“Then meet her, this is your chance to ask for your divorce deed.” Cetus Aisha.
Jihan was doubtful. “But, Bule ..”
“Jihan, soon you will be married to Radit, and you need the divorce certificate.”
After a moment of hesitation, Jihan finally decided to meet Ammar who was waiting for her.
With a great roaring heart, Jihan stepped closer to Ammar and sat down before the man.
“How can Mas be here?” Ask Jihan without further ado.
“I'm looking for you, Jihan. For a year I traveled around Surabaya to look for your whereabouts. I miss you so much.” Ammar.
Jihan was full, but she was trying to control herself. “For what do I look for?”
“Jihan, I want to apologize for what happened. I'm sorry for hurting the feelings of you and your parents, I'm so sorry.”
Jihan was stunned then lowered her head.“God willing, me and my parents have forgiven you.”
“Alhamdulillah, thank you very much Jihan.” Ammar smiled with relief.
“Oh yes, how is Miranda? Has she given birth?” Jihan asked with a trembling heart, she was curious about Ammar's life and his family's.
Jihan raised her head and looked at Ammar curiously.
“Actually Miranda was not pregnant, and by Allah I never did what she was accused of. And you know who Miranda is?” Ammar.
“Who?”
“He is Abbas.”
Jihan was stunned with bulging eyes, “Mas don't joke!”
“I dare swear, Jihan! She's Abbas, she's had plastic surgery and sex surgery, she even changed her identity to a woman.” Ammar Beber.
“ Subhanallah! But Mas know where?”
“He himself said it, he also showed all the proof of his operation approval documents to me.”
“But why can he show all that to Mas?” Jihan asked confusedly.
Ammar sighed, then recounted everything that happened between him and Miranda aka Abbas a year ago.
“Yes Allah, I really did not expect Abbas to do all that.” Jihan was really surprised to hear Ammar's story.
“I also never guessed that my former ignorance could cause this big problem and make us apart, I really regret everything.” Ammar bowed with regret.
Jihan was dumbstruck, her heart was getting raging. The fact that he got this instantly made him feel sorry for Ammar.
“But all has passed, he has already gotten a reply from his evil deeds. And most importantly, now that I've found you, and I promise to fix everything.”
Jihan frowning. “Means, Mas?”
Ammar stared deeply into Jihan's eyes. “I want us to refer and start a new sheet.”
Jihan was stunned, her heart as if it had been dislodged from its place. Where maybe he and Ammar refer, while soon he will marry Radit.
“You want, right?” Ammar.
“Sorry, Mom. I can't!”
Ammar frowned. “What do you mean?”
“I can't refer to Mas!”
Ammar was stunned to not believe hearing Jihan's rejection.
“But why? Are you still mad at me?”
Jihan shook her head. “Not, Mas.”
“Then why, Jihan? We are not yet legally divorced, we can still refer to.”
Again Jihan was surprised to hear Ammar's confession. “So we're not legally divorced?”
Ammar nodded. “Yes, the divorce has been annulled.
Jihan's body immediately weakens helplessly, how can she take care of marriage with Radit if it turns out that she and Ammar are still legally bound by marriage, even though they are religiously divorced. Jihan was completely confused by all of this.
“Jihan.”
“Sorry, Mom. I'm still a lot of work, I'd better get out of here!” Jihan moved and passed away.
“Jihan, wait!” Ammar chased after Jihan and pulled the woman's arm, making them the attention of the customers.
Jihan rebelled. “Let go of me, Mas!”
“What is this?” Asep approached them.
Ammar let go of his check and looked at Asep, he was like a stranger to the man.
Jihan hurriedly left Ammar and Asep.
“Jihan!” Peekut Ammar.
“You better go! Don't make a fuss here!” Pinta Asep is firm.
“I have to talk to Jihan!”
“But Jihan won't talk to you!” Denying Asep.
Joko also came. “What's up?”
“Please go! Before we rough!” Dispel Asep with a threatening tone.
Not wanting to make a scene, Ammar decided to leave the shop. But of course he won't give up just like that.
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