THE LOVE OF QONITA

Chapter 40 The Grief of Mayang

..."Not luxuries....

...Whole family, though,...

...much happier."...

Mayang POVs

Long ago, seven years ago, I felt something like this too. Have you ever felt a tight and painful heart? Like a wound covered in salt water. Although never experienced it, but we know it is not, if it will hurt very much.

Give up the husband I love so much, enjoy the beauty of togetherness, with his son and his new wife.

A festive party, attended and prayed for by many people, sanctioned by both sides of the family, who does not want it? I also very much want. But I will never get it.

In the past, my heart was slightly healed, because I knew Faith did not love Jihan. But now? Who can confirm that?

Although the Papi of my son denied it, but my instincts said so. Faith loves that woman.

Sometimes I think, this is the dumbest decision I've ever made. For the sake of the man I love, I've lost everything. My family, my ideals, even my freedom.

The saddest thing is, when my little daughter always asks for the whereabouts of her papa.

Not that technological developments make it easier for us to communicate. But even just calling, we couldn't do it.

Faith, although she loves me very much, she is also very strict. I don't want to make mistakes just because I can't bear the longing. We've made a deal, and it's inviolable. Absolute must be executed.

If there is anything important that Faith should know, do you know where I should contact you? Jamal, the answer is HP Iman held by Jamal. Miris, right?

I don't know what kind of life I've lived for these seven years. Separated from the outside world, hidden like a frog under the shell.

But the choice was made. The deal must be done. Again, I lost. I thought, someday, Iman would be able to take me before his family. At least after we had a child. But it didn't. Nothing has changed at all. Everything was still the same, even after Jihan died.

When I found out Jihan was dead, an inner war happened to me. Between happy and sad.

Sad, as a human being I'm in mourning.

Happy, because I hope after that there is a good destiny for me and my son. I wish Iman would take me as a surrogate mother to his son, Ichy.

After Jihan's departure, I often asked Ichy's situation if Iman came. Leave some gifts for Ichy on Faith. Whatever I bought for Yuna, I always bought for Ichy.

However, my hope was in vain. Once, Iman conveyed the desire of his parents who wanted to match him back.

Never once did Iman cross my mind to take me to his family. The attention and gifts I gave to Ichy, were completely fruitless.

Sometimes, negative thoughts are present in my head. Who are we for Faith? Is not as busy as anything, as far as anything, the family is the place to go home. Why we were never the home he went to.

Are we just going for him? If yes, when will it be like this? Why did I not think about it?

Until finally, I'm used to hearing her matchmaking. Thankful, for Faith ignores them all.

But baby, I have to swallow the bitter pill back. When he accepted his betrothal to a widow with two children.

What is he doing today? Did she do her job as a husband last night? Did he enjoy his marriage to his wife?

Am I so wicked as to expect the failure of their household? Didn't she become a widow because she was divorced? May I expect a second divorce for her?

At least, if their marriage is not successful, Iman may not want to marry again. Again and again I hope he recognizes Me and Yuna in front of his family and even the world.

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Jamal POV's

I was surprised when I checked the HP of the office. Yes, at least that's what Ria knows, I said that this HP is specifically for work problems only. Grateful Ria is not the type of wife who likes to check her husband's HP.

"Sorry, Sir. If I may know, when did Mr Sulaiman enter the office? Let me schedule our meeting."

A message coming in from Citra Mandiri Company, made me very surprised. What the hell's going on?

This is Mayang's cell phone number. If anything happens to her, this message should not be from her number. Is Yuna sick?

She is indeed a very understanding wife, today she told me to take a complete rest in the room, considering the next few days I will do office work without Mr. Boss.

"Hello," said Mayang because I memorized his voice.

"Hello, how's it going, ma'am?" my spoken. Together we anticipate everything.

"Is everything safe, sir?" The question that is a code I'm on is where.

"For now it's safe, ma'am. I was in my room, taking a break. Can I help you?"

"If I may know, when did Mr. Faith come home Honeymoon huh, sir?"

I frowned, didn't Mayang already know that Faith didn't go anywhere.

"Sorry, Mom. Mr. Faith did not travel at all. Is there a message, Mom?"

"Oh, no, sir. Sorry to interrupt, I just want to know, when Mr. Faith will be in the office."

"Sorry, Mom. I don't know when to get into his office. Later if Mr. Faith has worked again, I will tell you, Mom."

"Good, Sir. Thank ye. If you meet Mr. Iman, please tell me if you can, please contact me immediately."

"Good, Mom."

"Thank you, sir."

"Together, Mom.

It's not about anything important. Faith is right, Mayang suspects it. Mayang is jealous. He's never been this close. Even for something that doesn't matter at all.

Hem, my best friend, why get caught up in such a terrible situation. I know, at any moment, this situation will be too difficult to get through.

Moreover, this concerns the feelings of the female heart. What I'm most afraid of is, what if Qonita finds out?

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POV Author

"Sorry, Mom. Can I come home to Grandma tomorrow?" ask Vivi to Qonita.

"By, Vi. Stay a few days there. Don'worry. There is someone here who can help me. Satisfied there, just got here, yeah."

"Thank you, Mom."

"Together, Vi."

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Qonita was in her room. She told her husband that Vivi would stay at her grandmother's house for a few days.

Faith went to her closet. There's a pretty big safe there.

"Give it to Vivi, honey." Faith handed me an envelope.

Qonita nodded. "Makasi, Darling Brother, Qonita Soulmate." Qonita embraced Faith.

Faith smiled at the call for her.

"Lho, right to Vivi, dear," Iman said in surprise, as if Qonita had just been given money by Iman.

"Yes, Bang. A gift for good, brother. May Allah broaden your provision, Brother. Aamiin's."

"Aamiinu. Makasi, darling," Faith hugged Qonita back and then!um forehead.

That was the same as his wife said.

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