
"There's something I'd like to talk about about about Deri's will yesterday being handed over from the company where Deri works....". Ferdi told me as he stepped out of Deri's grave.
"But we should talk about it in my hospital, because I have to take care of my patients who I haven't seen since yesterday because I have been busy taking care of Deri....".
"Okay, then I'll go with you there...". He said he then got into our car. He took over driving my car.
A few minutes later we arrived at the hospital. Next we gathered in one of the meeting rooms so we could talk privately.
"I brought some of Deri's savings for you. In the piece of paper that Deri had written for me, all the savings he had worked on had to be handed over to you and your children.... This is....". Ferdi's sentence while offering a savings book and power of attorney Deri to be able to take the money.
"Thank you...". I received the savings with trembling hands. It was beyond my expectations that Deri's struggle for us was really done. His will was written clearly as if he had a premonition that he would leave us forever.
"Deri has gone with her struggle...". I said with teary eyes.
"Mom... I have the equipment ready in Lani's patient room...". Said my nurse who suddenly told me from behind the door.
"Lani??". Ferdi asked with widened eyes in shock at hearing the name.
"Dad... He's Lani... Former Deri first...". Answer me in a flat tone.
"What??? I didn't hear wrong??? What pain is he?".
"Cancer pain in her uterus...". My friend refused to explain in detail.
"And you want to take care of him???". Ask her self whose eyes are still glaring sharply as if not believing what I am talking about.
I just fell silent and didn't want to say much. Because I know he hates Lani so much.
"It's totally crazy.... I don't know if you're stupid or too good... But yeah, that's it... I want to see him...!". His words with his hand fingers.
I went to take her to see Lani in the room.
"This is a stink...". Ferdi said as he pursed his nose and immediately closed his nostrils with one hand.
"Hope you understand...". I tried to calm him down.
I just went into his room, and suddenly my gaze rang.
"Kring...Cring...". Without checking the name of who called me, I immediately picked up the phone.
"Hallo darling...". And that voice is Bagas. My body started to melt. My hands were shaking, holding my cell phone to my ear.
"Well what else did you call me?!!". I said in a high tone and my heart was pounding.
"Now it is proven that you are a poor widow.... Huhahah!". He said in a soft and slanted tone.
Instantly I swallowed my saliva and I set my breath to be able to talk back to him.
"I'm not a poor widow... I am a strong and successful widow...!". My voice out loud.
"Oh yeah??? But still... Your love always runs aground, doesn't it?? In the past, you loved me so much... But I extinguished your love because of my harsh treatment... And now even your sincere love can't be saved anymore because the person you love is dead, right?? Haha...
So let's just say that you're a poor widow....". His words made me even more astonished and surprised.
I turn off the phone. I fell silent and thought about why he knew all about what happened to me and Deri. He doesn't know Deri at all.
"Flower... Is he Bagas?". Ask Lani in a weak tone.
"Why do you know??". I asked who scrunched my forehead for astonishment.
"I've known him through social media.... He was the one who motivated me to disrupt your household... But unfortunately I was tempted by the wealth of Deri which turned out to be all yours...". His spontaneous words surprised us all.
"What??? You insolent lani...!!! Because of you my best friend lost his household... And now I'm losing my best friend forever.... This is all because of you....!!!". Jerk Ferdi at Lani who almost attacked his body.
"Don't Ferdi... He has suffered enough with his pain... Don't fight a defenseless enemy... I beg...". My love prevented him from turning his intention and immediately swung his fist towards the wall.
"Yet... Arghhh...!!". Ferdi's roar held back his anger. His face looks red.
"So... Deri's dead??". Lani asked with teary eyes.
"What did he die of??". Ask Lani curious.
"Accident in Malaysia...".
"What??? In Malaysia?? Don't-don't....? Ahhh...!". Excited Lani who then covered her mouth with both hands.
"Don't-don't what??!! Let's answer!!!". Asked Ferdi with a snapping tone.
"First chat with Bagas on social media, he said he was in Malaysia... He used to tell me that when he met Deri he would kill him... Because she envied seeing the happy Flower after divorcing him...". Lani's words instantly stunned.
"I'm going to throw this case out...!!". It was Ferdi who then left us.
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Today after the funeral pilgrimage at Deri Cemetery, the four of us visited the construction of a mosque located not far from the location of my hospital.
The savings that Deri gave me I bought a piece of land. And the rest I built a mosque on the ground to remember his name in the hearts of all of us. We named the mosque Al-Mujahid Mosque, which means a warrior.
The mosque will always remember the struggle of a Deri for the four of us. Uwais and Umar will also be the administrators of the mosque who always chant the Adhan and teach there.
Since the departure of Deri, my three children have often visited the home of Deri's parents. The Deri family has received us well. Likewise with mamak, he now also loves Uwais, not distinguishing with others as before.
The last news from Ferdi, that the Malaysian police have managed to bend Bagas. He is now a prisoner there. He worked for a company with Deri. Therefore he knows a lot about us because he often eavesdropped on Deri when calling Ferdi at that time.
Lani, meanwhile, is still an immortal patient at my hospital. But his condition began to improve. All three of my children were familiar with him and often visited him to chat together with familiar. He seemed to be joking with my three children.
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Today the construction. Al-Mujahid Mosque is finished. The four of us hugged each other and stared at the mosque full of water. For me, looking at the mosque as if looking at a Deri, while for my three children, looking at the mosque, like looking at his brother who smiled at them. The mosque will always remember Deri in our hearts forever.
"Where are you going, son??". I asked Uwais and Umar who already looked neat wearing cocoa clothes. Their faces look more handsome as they grow older.
"You go to the abi um mosque....". Answer with a cheerful smile.
That was the last time I saw the Uwais' cheerful smile before me. Now he was in Cairo to continue his studies there with the student duties he managed to achieve for his achievements in his school.
Umar is in a struggle to finish school. Likewise with Shanum who has now grown into a beautiful soft girl. An Akhwat dream of pious men.
It's completed....
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The end of my word :
My message, do not approach adultery, for it is an adultery like a debt. If you have done so, you will forever bear the sin that continues to reap suffering. This is what Bunga experienced, even though he had improved a lot, but he was punished with his broken household, and had to face the death of Deri when he wanted to live together again.
So did Deri and Lani. It was clear what they had harvested from the results of his actions that they had both done. Lucky to have the opportunity to repent before dying. But if you are in a hurry to die before repenting, then woe to you. There will be eternal misery in the hereafter.
Let us not die in bad circumstances. To prevent it, always do good in every life.
If we quote from the story of the Household Flower while still with Bagas. That a long courtship does not guarantee the sustainability of a household. Because when dating is usually only a good thing that is highlighted at that time. Proven from a Bagas who in fact when married actually showed his rude attitude to Flowers.
She also lives with Deri. The figure of Deri whose war is so soft and romantic, suddenly he had the heart to cheat. Well, however, the heart belongs to God and He is the one who has the right to turn the heart of every person back. Then hope only to Him that we will not be disappointed.
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Thank you for my loyal readers. Thank you for reading the story in my novel. The novel I picked up from someone's true story, although I added a little more fiction to complete.
Thank you once again and I will publish a novel that is still related to this, the novel with the title "Who is Binku?". The main character in the novel is Uwais Al-qarni. The novel tells the Uwais' love story and his life in search of the truth of his status as a child.
When will the novel come out??
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