The Pawned Marriage
Abstinence
After a while Nafisa woke up from a long sleep, the doctor moved her to the usual treatment room.
When taken to the best treatment room, Nafisa shook her head.
“I can't pay, Sus. Just take me to third grade.”
“Sorry, Mom, this is all covered by Mr. Zayn Malik. And he has advised to keep bringing Mom here even ngeyel does not want.”
Breath turns away the face. He hated a man named Zayn Malik. Also against Mikail Malik who is soft and has no such stance.
In his heart Nafisa was determined to stay away from the entire Malik family. Although it is hard to leave Maryam who is already considered a biological mother.
That day, Nafisa also started learning to walk because after a few weeks of lying down.
His heart slipped and found a knee injury resulting in permanent disability. Now Nafisa's steps are a little limping.
Returning to the room, he fulfilled his five-time obligation. Gratitude is still given life and begs to remain strengthened in living the destiny which is a divine secret.
After the prayer, Nafisa turned on the television. Valerie is seen unfolding her story unilaterally divorced by Zayn Malik. How he tried to keep begging Zayn to pull out his talent and they re-united.
Valerie even associated with the freedom of Breath that was judged suddenly. Suspecting something between her husband and the woman accused of murdering Maryam Malik.
Appearing also on screen, Zayn Malik shies away from media interviews. The cruel man took cover behind his bodyguards.
Nafisa shut off the television. His stomach was nauseous thinking about the death of the Malik family that had an impact on him.
Want it to feel when it also goes far away leaving all, but self-conscious that his body is not yet that strong.
Breaking down, Nafisa suddenly felt tired. His eyelids are heavy.
Before falling asleep, Nafisa mutters, “I have to get well to see the kids and go far.“
***
“Zayn! Down you. I know you're upstairs. Zayn, please. Not very funny. Okay I’m sorry. I'm sorry, honey. I promise I'll change. ZAYN MALIK!”
Valerie shouted from the lobby of Zayn Malik's office building.
In his room, Zayn sees the beautiful woman his ex-wife is screaming like crazy. Like intentional because some pedestrian took the video.
“You have to do something. Every day he makes a noise,” muttered Mikail who was standing next to him.
Zayn was silent, only the sound of his heavy breathing could be heard.
“Why don't you punish him? Hasn't it been proven that Valerie poisoned Bude?”
Zayn rubbed his face.
“Mother. I promised him not to repeat my bad deed to Nafisa. If handed to me, Valerie is already inside the coffin, floating on the high seas.”
“Still you have to do something. He had already begun to link up Nafisa. Allegedly you have played with him.”
“Nafisa..”.
Zayn massaged the tip of his nose a sign he was in a state of turmoil.
Zayn's door opened.
“Pak ... Sepuh's mother on TV ..” Said the secretary while turning on the television.
It was seen Maryam standing facing the media who are now often huddled in front of the house.
“Friends, please give privacy to my son Zayn Malik. Her divorce is being taken care of in court.”
Reporters ask, “What is the cause of divorce? We saw all this time Zayn and Val are friendly.”
“They got here. I hope that in the future Zayn and Valerie can learn from this bad experience and then look for each other's happiness,” replied Maryam calmly.
“Then alleged affair with Nafisa?” Cecar a reporter again.
Netra Maryam moaned, “Have you not satisfied destroying Nafisa? For months he languished in prison for a deed he did not do.”
“Then who really will harm Mom?”
“Someone I don't know and disguised to be Nafisa.”
“Mother doesn't know at all?”
“No, Son. I do not know someone who is as bad as it could kill someone's life,” said Maryam now smiled faintly.
“Where is Nafisa now?”
“After leaving the toilet, Nafisa went into shock. The situation is improving now. Now she is the responsibility of Mother.”
“So there is no affair between Zayn and Nafisa?”
“Same as no. It was a hoax spread by my ex-daughter-in-law. Before I answer this question, there is a message for Valerie. Son, come on, stop blabbering and spread slander. Remember, until now we still close your disgrace. So-called. Thank you friends.”
Mary turned around and the gate was immediately closed.
“Loh, Mom. Why dependent? Aib what? Bu ... bu...” Call the media crew together.
Inside I heard an answer.
“We from the Malik family will not open anyone's disgrace. Just ask Valerie, she's in my son's office. Or maybe to his home on Soka.” Road
“Siaaap! Thanks Mom...”
***
Days pass. Valerie began to soften after hearing the former mother-in-law on TV stations. He realized that Maryam had subtly threatened him.
Finally he decided to lay down. After seeing the divorce papers arrive, but sparkled when Mikail told him that Zayn had fulfilled the obligation for iddah and gono-gini.
At the behest of Maryam who did not want her son to continue to be a dzholim man, Valerie was given the right to the house they lived in and the living during the iddah was quite fantastic.
Through Mikail, Maryam asks that Valerie no longer harass Zayn let alone Nafisa.
Seeing the growing wealth after the divorce, Valerie decides to let go of Zayn. Just temporarily.
She was not a bucin, but being Zayn's wife gave her a very high social status. The wife of a wealthy businessman up to ten descendants, handsome like a demigod, not to mention the affairs of the bed. Although not yet fully satisfied, Valerie still enjoys every battle with Zayn.
In a short time he sold the house they once lived together, wanting to form an image that he had moved on. Val always watches Zayn's movements.
It was like that afternoon when his man told him that his ex-husband, mother, and foolish cousin were visiting Nafisa in the hospital.
A young man curled up in fear in a corner of the room.
“Ke here!” Tell the woman.
The young man nodded.
“I will not ask twice,” he said while exhaling cigarette smoke.
Reluctant that man approached. Valerie widened her thighs and ordered the young man to give her pleasure there.
Every time the poor young man stopped, Valerie put her back on him.
Sighing for a long moment, Valerie enjoyed the tongue game and forgot her ambition to return to Zayn Malik.
***
Maryam, Zayn, and Mikail walked down the hospital hallway to Nafisa's room.
The room is empty. A nurse said Nafisa was in the physiotherapy room. They decided to wait in the room.
Since Nafisa realized, Zayn had wanted to meet in person several times and apologized. But Nafisa always avoids the reason is still not healthy and bothered if you have to wear a robe plus a veil.
That day, Zayn decided to apologize. He has also rebuilt the burnt-out Nafisa tavern and made sure all operations are running smoothly.
Same with other shops that are already operating. Zayn even made a promotion so that the store is now crowded as ever.
Mikail has also taken care of pending custody requests. Now they just wait for Nafisa's readiness.
“Sit, Zayn,” said Maryam who was anxious to see her son nervous.
“Where if Nafisa doesn't excuse me?”
“Your mistake is so big. You ruined his life. If he does not or has not been able to forgive, then try again. Until you get an apology from him.”
The door of the treatment room opened, a physiotherapy officer entered.
“Sorry, I have been waiting for Nafisa's mother to practice,” said the officer politely.
“Lho, said the nurse in front of Nafisa is training,” Mikail replied in a tone of surprise.
“The schedule is nine, but until just now Bu Nafisa did not come, then I followed.”
Mikail Gegas called the nurse. Zayn and Maryam sat anxiously.
“Sorry, is Miss Nafisa not there? Earlier wanted to drive but he said he wanted to slow his own way,” replied the nurse guard with a paled face.
“Where the hell? Patients are being let out unattended?” Zayn Sentak.
“We will search via CCTV, Sir.”
***
From far away, Nafisa sees a bunch of kids playing at school.
His heart warmed to see Aurelie and Milo joking with friends.
“My children, forgive Mama. Looks like you guys are better off with Papa. Mama's life is fucked balau.“
Tears are flowing again. Actually, Nafisa was already tired of crying. The woman felt she was wrong to live out her destiny.
“Maybe Mama is not destined to take care of you. Every Mama tried, there must be something that happened and made everything destroyed.”
Nafisa rubbed her wet eyes.
“You guys are here, yes. Same with Dad and Aunt Della. Someday, Mama will meet you. I love you so much Aurelie and Milo.”
With a limp step, Nafisa moved away from the school. Unaware of the pair of eyes the little boy looked at her tearfully.
“Mama, mama don't go. Aurelie kangen,” says Aurelie.
A teacher approached.
“Aurelie why cry?”
“Lips, Miss.”
The teacher checked Aurelie and told her to play again after making sure she was okay.
Before joining the friends, Aurelie looked back. The figure he was looking for was gone.
“I love you, too, Mama,” murmured.
The teacher followed Aurelie's line of sight. Della wants that if Nafisa comes then all the teachers should prevent her from meeting Aurelie and Milo.
Although she disagrees, Nafisa is the mother of Aurelie and Milo, but Della is unable to accept rejection.
Not seeing Nafisa there, the teacher breathed a sigh of relief. She was a mother who would be devastated if separated from her children. For whatever reason.
He hurriedly approached Aurelie and hugged her tightly.
***
Nafisa stood on the edge of the bridge facing the river. His eyes looked tired because his soul was tired.
All these years he had survived to be strong and kind, but this time it seemed like Nafisa wanted to give up.
The memory of torture for the sake of torture in prison flashed in his mind. The moans are held up every night when cellmates take turns harassing him.
Unaware, he climbed over the bridge. Ready to throw himself.
“I'm not strong, Mother. Sorry Mbak Nafi is not strong.”
Out of nowhere, Nafisa calls herself like Mother used to call her.
The woman closed her eyes.
“I'm sorry, Daddy, Mommy. But Mbak Nafi is tired.”
Nafisa is ready to drop the body when it feels someone pulling it.
“Nafisa, don't!”
***
