The Pawned Marriage
Trapped
A few days after Reno went berserk in the tavern, Nafisa was in the bedroom when her hape rang.
“Assalamualaykum, Mom. I Trained Den Milo's nanny. It's been two days Den Milo anget and it's been hot tonight. From earlier whining to sleep with Mother.”
“Waalaykumussalam. Oh, can I pick you up?” Nafisa's voice sounded worried.
“Autw home Same mom Non Aurelie too.”
“Milo where? I want to talk.”
The sound of the phone shifting.
“Mama, Milo peing with Mama. Bobok same Mama. Reported about Nabi Sulaeman.”
“Iya, Darling. Mama will also masakin favorite soup Milo and Aurelie.”
“Yaay!” Although it sounded weak, Milo's voice was more cheerful.
Spring after closing the hape, Nafisa cooks her children's favorite soup. Although simple and all can cook it, but still Milo and Aurelie said the soup plug made by Mama is second to none.
Nafisa also directly makes Milo favorite orange papaya juice. As for Aurelie strawberry banana smoothie.
After finishing, Nafisa waited on the terrace. A few minutes later the car carrying the children arrived.
Impatiently, Nafisa was holding Milo.
“Honey, here equals Mama.”
“Mama, Milo Kangen. Don't go again.”
“Iya, Darling.”
That night, Milo and Aurelie sleep flanking their mother. Persevering breath rubbed his son's body with onion oil. Usually the heat will come down soon.
Milo did not want to let go of the embrace of Nafisa. The little boy continued to feel comfortable.
Before long, Nafisa could feel Milo's body begin to sweat.
“Aalhamdulillah's. Honey, change clothes first, yuk.”
Slowly Nafisa changed Milo's clothes that remained sound asleep.
Nanny Milo and Aurelie knocked and looked in.
“Alhamdulillah has fallen heat, yes, Mom? Actually from yesterday I asked Milo to be escorted here, but it cannot be the same Miss Dela. Also, I had a chance to argue.”
“What matters now has dried up a lot. You guys rest gih, must be tired of carrying Milo continues. Sleep in the children's room. They'll sleep here.”
“Bby, Bu?” The two nannies exchanged glances in astonishment.
“Bby dong. Eat first. I was cooking males so just make balado eggs same sauteed papaya leaves. It's still in the microwave. Keep resting.”
“Maa shaa Allah, Makasi many, Ma'am. If there is anything call us.”
“In shay Allah there is nothing. Milo is delicious.”
***
For a week, Aurelie and Milo stayed with Nafisa. A happy week.
No less happy is Maryam. He even insisted on staying at Nafisa's house.
The two little children were also very excited every time Maryam came. Unlike Dela who often buy toys, Nafisa and Maryam prefer to invite children to hone their creativity.
“Emang really yes, unfortunately the biological mother is irreplaceable,” chirped Imah, Aurelie's nanny when they were guarding the leaks in the complex park with Nafisa and Maryam.
Ratih, Milo's nanny connected, “We're both in the same fate as Bu Nafisa. Bone slamming work eh as a result bojo mating again.”
“Bu Dela is not evil to children, but also not like Mom. Beda deh,” cetus Imah.
Reluctant to talk badly about the mother connecting her two children, Nafisa said briefly, “Important Bu Dela both Aurelie and Milo.”
Maryam nodded, appreciating Nafisa's short but determined response.
“But Bu Dela tu insecure very same Mother.”
“Let us all have our opinions and feelings about this. Very human, really. We are faced with a difficult situation related to marriage and children. So let's say bismillah, stay firm and kind to others,” firmly Nafisa again.
The two nannies were beards.
Nafisa and Maryam then approached Aurelie and Milo to play and joke together.
It was a really nice afternoon.
The next day, Dela unexpectedly picks up Aurelie and Milo. The two children hugged Dela while recounting the excitement while with Nafisa.
Maryam looked inside the house with an unhappy look. He did not understand what Reno saw from the female class Dela. Pregnant big but wearing mini-mini clothes.
“Patience, Bu.”
“Mbok self-conscious so that the body is already as big as wearing clothes mrecet.”
“Nafisa meet first yes.”
No time Nafisa came out, Dela has entered the house.
“Makasi ya have taken care of Milo.”
“It's an obligation, he's my son,” replied Nafisa calmly.
“My son too, I married his father,” said Dela quickly, wanted to hurt Nafisa.
While giving Milo's bag to Dela, Nafisa said, “Titip my children, yes.”
Intentionally Nafisa once again emphasized on the word “kakku”, putting Dela as a connecting mother.
“Why are you speeding up custody filings?”
Nafisa's forehead wrinkled.
“Because I am his mother and they are still under twelve years.”
Dela hissing riled.
“We've been happy without you.”
Although Nafisa's heart was sad to hear Dela's words, she endured.
“They can stay happy with me. They will visit you every week. You're going to give birth soon, right?”
“Reno don't like. I won't let you continue your application.”
“Suami don't like, wife acts. That so?” Nafisa chuckles.
“Do you think this is kidding?” Sentak Dela's.
Nafisa approached, seeing Milo and Aurelie playing in the front yard with the nannies. He did not want his two children to see the tension between him and Dela.
The woman spoke slowly, taking every word.
“Nobody thinks this is kidding. You are not parents who obey. The traitorous man, the nyosor woman. I do not want my children to be taken care of with you who start a marriage from sin.”
Dela laughed cynically.
“Already expected, you want to go back to Reno. Don't dream.”
“You don't dream. Forever Aurelie and Milo are MY BIOLOGICAL children. And Reno's business, please take it. I've already considered the man a trash.“
“Still in love? So angry.”
“Lot angry because of your adultery, oh certainly not. If there is one thing I regret is why it must be a human like Reno who is the father of my children.”
Dela clenched her hands. While Nafisa faced the woman who had ravaged her married life calmly.
“You feel better than me and Reno?”
“Minimal, I never commit adultery or snatch people's husbands. Please rate yourself.”
“Do not until you regret dealing with me.”
“Ck I told you my only regret is that Reno is the father of Aurelie and Milo. You, just dust in my life.”
Dela grinned sadistically. He advanced but was blocked by Maryam's wand.
“Go home. Take good care of the children of Nafisa.”
“Old mother, you will regret defending her.”
With that sentence, Dela turned out and called Milo and Aurelie with exaggerated affection.
“Kids, we go to the Mall yuk, Mama Dela will buy you guys toys.”
“Yay! Bye Mama, assalamualaykum,” exclaimed Aurelie and Milo together before getting into the car.
***
A few days passed. Nafisa decides to stay over the night at the tavern to finish some orders.
A week while her children were staying at home, she decided not to go to the store. All entrusted to Mbok Mi and Lastri who have gape manage the store.
That night he made a mermaid figure from fondant for a birthday cake order.
Then he made a few suitcase decorations for a birthday cake ordered by a young boy who wanted to surprise his mother.
Nafisa was busy working in the kitchen when she smelled smoke.
Alone in the tavern, he got up from his seat to inspect the front area.
I was shocked when I couldn't open the kitchen door. From the door, smoke began to enter.
Nafisa immediately looked for hape.
“Innalillaahi, the bag is already on the front desk.”
In panic, Nafisa was all her might trying to break down the door. Seeing his efforts in vain, Nafisa immediately cut off the flow of gas and electricity.
Kedainya is in a shophouse building that access only from the kitchen door to the front area.
Black smoke billowed in. Nafisa took a rag and wet it with water. Then cover it to the mouth and nose.
He started coughing. Watering eyes.
Increasingly panicked, he soaked his clothes. Then ran to the kitchen door that still could not be opened.
The longer the smoke gets thicker. Desperate Nafisa finally decided to take refuge in her room.
“Yes Allah, take care of the servant. Laa ilahailallah.”
His lips continued to utter tawhid sentences. If it is the end of life, then he wants to die in a state of husnul khotimah.
Breath of breath begins to cramp. From the window of his room he saw the fire starting to creep into the kitchen area.
His eyes are starting to have difficulty seeing. Smoke filled the entire room. The breathing began to be difficult. Unable to survive Nafisa lying around. Tears are dripping.
The faces of her two children.
His lips kept saying tahlil.
Until he felt his body lifted by someone through the flames. Then everything was dark.
***
I woke up with my head heavy.
“Alhamdulillah, you finally realized, dear.” Mary's voice sounded with relief.
Maryam stroked Nafisa's head lovingly.
“You are safe. Thank God there is no wound, only your lungs were filled with smoke until unconsciousness.”
“Bu .. shop?” Tanya Nafisa.
“Sssh, don't think about it. I've asked Zayn's man to take care of the insurance. Mika from yesterday waited for you here.”
“Burned out, Bu?”
Maryam hesitantly replied, but eventually nodded.
Tears flowed from the corner of Nafisa's eyes. The burnt-out shop was the first to open with great effort and sweat.
“Nak, ikhlasin yes. The important thing is you survived.”
Nafisa wiped her tears.
“Bu, who brought Nafisa to the hospital?”
“That's what we don't know. You're taken to the clinic 24 hours, but the guy just drops off and leaves right away. He said you were a fire victim. Then the clinic immediately drove to this hospital.”
Maryam recalled the incident that night.
Welcome, “That night we were told that the fire shop and you work overtime. I'm about to faint, Nafisa. Zayn was escorting Mom. Mika was already there. Thank God someone saw a man holding a woman out of the store. Directly we guerrilla looking for you.”
Nafisa closed her eyes. Her skin was goosebumps considering that night she was already caught between the flames and the dense smoke.
“There's been an investigation, Mom? What is clear is not an electrical short circuit or a gas leak because Nafisa that breaks the flow of both once there is a fire. And strangely when the beginning of Nafisa smelled smoke and wanted to go ahead, the kitchen door could not be opened.”
“Nafisa, Mother please. Stay with Mom. The police do see this there is an element of intentional. Attempted murder.”
Nafisa. Aie eyes started to pool. He covered his face with both hands.
“Someone tried to kill Nafisa? Oh, my God, Mom. What big sins did I make until someone wanted to harm?”
“Allows your ex-husband and his wife?”
“Subhanallah, si time, Mom? Because what? Because of custody? Treasure is also impossible.”
“Love? Dela clearly thought you were still expecting Reno.”
“Amit-amit, naudzubillah. Take me, Mom. I still got married and she was the same as Dela I vomited. Let this investigation be police. We don't need su’udzon.”
“You are a good boy. Banget. Yes, I want to stay with Mom. Zayn agreed too. Later he will send people to take care of your home.”
“Better Nafisa at home alone, Mom. Ngerepotin.”
“Ngak. Nafisa Salsabila, you temporarily stay at home Mom or Mother who lives in your home. If you still mengeyel, I call Zayn here.”
Nafisa chuckled her outstretched hand was about to kiss the female reverence in front of her, but Maryam instead hugged her tightly.
“Mother is so glad you're okay. You must remain firm ya.”
“Fresh and kind, in shea Allah.”
***
