Tears of Sholehah's Wife

Tears of Sholehah's Wife
Episode 71's.



“You were caught crying over his departure.”


Jihan who was startled suddenly turned to look at someone who was now standing behind her with an unreadable look.


“Mas Radit?” Jihan hurriedly wiped her tears.


Radit smiled at Jihan, making the hijab-wearing woman bow awkwardly. Apparently since then Radit saw and heard their conversation.


“I'm sorry, Mas.” Said Jihan not feeling good.


“Why are you apologizing? I should have, because I've been eavesdropping on your conversation.”


As Jihan grows increasingly guilty and unwell towards Radit, what she fears is finally happening as well.


“So I plan to go to your house, I want to say goodbye to Abi and Ummi you because I will return to Jakarta tonight. But I instead see you with him.” Radit then smiled back.


“I can explain everything, Mas. I ...”


“Already, don't give me an explanation! I understand, kok.” Cut Radit.


Jihan was dumbstruck, her feelings were getting raging. He did not even dare to look at Radit who was now standing before him.


“Can we talk somewhere else? It's not good to see people here.”


Jihan nodded. “Iya, Mas. Just go to my house!”


“Good.”


The two also walked towards Arif's house with a considerable distance and no talk at all.


Meanwhile, Ammar who had arrived at the hotel walked weakly towards his room, his heart and mind completely muddled at the moment, his gaze empty as if having no purpose even to look.


He had completely lost his spirit of life. Anita and Joseph, who had been waiting for him, rushed to Ammar as soon as they saw the arrival of the son.


“You've been from anywhere? Mama also contact can not.” Cecar Anita is worried.


“I found Jihan, Ma.” Answer Ammar lethargic.


“You want to go there? You made a fuss?” Joseph looked suspiciously at Ammar.


“I asked Jihan to change her decision, Pa.”


“Then what is he ready?” Ask Anita curiously.


Ammar shook his head slowly. “No, Ma. Now I've completely lost her.”


Anita and Joseph looked at each other with sad faces, they were concerned for the son.


“You are patient! God must have prepared the best for you, so do not drag on in grief. Take everything, receive it with a chest room.” Said Yusuf.


“Iya, Pa. I've let go of what should be released, because I realize, there's no point in maintaining something that's not destined for us.” Ammar said softly, he tried his hardest to toughen up in front of his parents, even though his heart was broken unceremoniously.


“Alhamdulillah if you can sincerely accept all this.” Anita hugged Ammar in tears.


Ammar forced a smile. “We are back in Jakarta now! I don't want any longer here.”


“Iya, we go home.” Yusuf Reply.


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Radit and Jihan sit on the porch of Arif's house, the handsome widower has asked permission to talk to his wife.


“You still love him, right?” Radit asked after they had been quiet for a while.


Jihan remained unmoved, her heart pounding at Radit's question, she felt even more unwell towards the man.


“Jihan, don't hide your feelings! If you love, then tell me. Is not that Sunnah the Prophet?”


Jihan finally nodded slowly. “I'm sorry, Mas.”


“Why should I apologize? Love is a wonderful gift from God that we are to be grateful for. Religion does not forbid us to love, therefore the nature of every human being. So you're not wrong, Jihan.”


“But I should have lost my love for Mas Ammar because soon I will be married to Mas Radit. I feel guilty, Mas.”


“Love is in the heart and God is all-flipping. If God wanted to, he could have changed your heart to love me. But the truth is, God still allows the love for Ammar to be in your heart. That means God is testing you through his grace.”


Jihan was stunned to hear Radit's words.


“Jihan, I always want to be the reason behind your smile, to be the name that fills your heart space and misses who accompanies you all the time. I love you and wish I could be a part of your life, but in a time when that hope is almost real, I realize ..” Radit paused his words and sighed.


“That I have been the cause of you grieving and heartbreak.” Radit lirih.


Jihan shook her head. “Mas, it's not like that!”


“But what I see like that, Jihan. I could be selfish and ignore your feelings. But I would feel guilty if I saw you sick. Maybe we should cancel this sermon!”


Jihan was stunned to hear Radit's decision. “Mas misunderstood! I have been sincerely separated from Mas Ammar and am confident in my decision to marry Mas Radit.”


“Ikhlas not let go with tears, but let go with a smile.” Syndir Radit, made Jihan speechless and felt stifled.


“You may be sure you want to marry me, but you are not willing to let go of her.”


Jihan looked at Radit. “Mas, not so!”


“Already, Jihan. Don't force it again! Maybe we are destined only to this extent, a short story that will only be a memory.” Radit said sadly.


“Mas.”


“I realize, what should end, do not continue again. And what should be connected, do not be allowed to be interrupted. I know you and Ammar still love each other, come back to him! God willing I will be sincere and let you go.” Continue Radit.


Jihan's tears came down, she didn't know what else to say? Jihan never thought Radit would cancel their wedding plans.


Radit then pulled out a handkerchief and thrust it at Jihan. “Remove your tears with this, and stop crying because of me!”


Jihan looked at the blue-colored handkerchief that was familiar to her, then with trembling hands she grabbed it. Jihan slowly rubbed the clear liquid that had wet her cheeks since.


“Mas, I'm really sorry for hurting your feelings. I didn't mean it like this.” Said Jihan regretfully.


“Nothing, this is all already the destiny of God and I believe God always has the best scenario for His servant. I just need to be patient and sincerely accept all his provisions and be grateful for the kindness and testing He gave.” Radit replies and smiles to cover up the pain of his heart.


“May Mas get a better soul mate and can make Mas happy also Bu yuni.”


“Aamiin yes Allah.”


Jihan just flinching, she was so amazed to see the firmness and sincerity of the man before her.


“Now I want to talk to Abi and Ummi you.”


Jihan nodded. Both went into the house.


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