The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTERS 103. Not Intentionality

The cold air coupled with the strong wind, made the branches of the tree shake violently dropping the dry leaves on it. Without the guilt of the wind blowing away the fallen dried leaves, his light body and inability to resist the wind required him to budge.

It's the same thing I'm experiencing right now. Eyes that are still moist accompany a dark night. Can't do anything because fate has power. Man has tried, but God knows what is good for man, and is not the destiny established by God. The soul and death have been laid down in the far reaches of al-Mahfuz. All points of Allah, Allah has the right to take at any time what belongs to him including man, a living being equipped with reason and mind.

The team of doctors who handle the accident case, said that the body will be delivered to the funeral home tomorrow morning. Umi and my brother did not allow me to go with him to the hospital. The reason is to maintain my health and pregnancy. They are very afraid that something unwanted will happen.

In the room, I was accompanied by Brother Soraya. I clenched my knees tightly. To this day I have not been able to accept everything. I even deny this is just a dream. But reality led me to admit that this was the real life I had to live. I am still in shock.

"Nisa, come on deck. Eat first, from this afternoon you have not touched a meal at all. Remember you're pregnant," persuaded Sister Sarah, whom I responded with a ring. Still holding my knee tight.

Brother Soraya fixed my hair ties, then rubbed my two swollen eyes from crying.

"Aren't you drinking a little?" Brother Soraya gave me a glass of milk.

"Come deck. If you don't eat okay. At least brother please drink this." Tell Brother Soraya to beg. I know everyone is worried about me but in the midst of my feelings like this. I don't want to do anything at all.

A moment later, I recalled Azzam's message in my dream to take good care of this child, praying him with good prayers so that from the womb he can grow up carrying a character that God loves.

I lifted my lips to sip a glass of milk from Soraya's feet. Aya's sister smiled as she saw me respond to her request.

Echoes of recitation of the holy verses of the Qur'an and burdah are heard from the loudspeaker mix. Some of the surrounding residents who had been present began reading the kalam Allah.

"Nisa's mother and father called tonight and they're going to fly from Singapore back to Indonesia" Soraya said, putting back the glass I used to drink.

"Yes Brother."

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In the hospital. Ridho really felt guilty for wasting the wife he had married 4 years ago. The man hit the wall of the hospital hard, making his book of fingers redden.

Ridho had just been asked to see if it was true that in the morgue that the victim of the consecutive accident was the corpse of Rara, his wife.

"It's all because of Azzam!" Ridho's anger is rising. "Try, he didn't offer to cut down Rara, surely the current Rara will be fine.

Ridho knew Rara was not who she was anymore at this time. But the man still felt lost. Now, Ridho is not only far away and parted with Rara. However, at times he will no longer be able to see Rara's face again.

"Ra, I'm sorry Ra. I'm a STUPID guy! I forgot my promise to look after and protect you" Ridho said regretfully.

The doctor he had just met came out of the mortuary. Ridho ran after him.

"Doctor... Doctor! Wait, Doc"

"Yes"

"When do I think I can take Rara's body back to Doctor's house?"

"Because this is a victim of bad luck, then there are procedures that we must do first. Including coordinating with the police who handled the case."

"All right then, doctor."

Ridho turned around and sat in the hospital's long chair.

Before long a man came in a hurry, staring intently at Ridho his gaze full of anger.

"Here you!" the middle-aged man and part of his hair was already gray it turned out to be Rara's father. He pulled Ridho's collar and dragged him away. Meanwhile, behind Rara's mother, sobbing. Lamenting the fate of his second daughter.

"SATIS YE! after you hurt my son. Now you kill him! SATISFIED WITH YOU HUH!"

Unable to hold back anger. Finally, a hard bump landed on Ridho's face. The yellow-skinned man with narrow eyes immediately fell to the floor.

He looks resigned. While massaging his face the former tonjokan of Rara's father earlier. Ridho raised his head slightly looking towards Rara's father. Then get back up, even if a little staggered.

Ayah Rara memasang ancang-ancang ketika Ridho bangun dan mendekatinya.

Instead of retaliating, Ridho grabbed the hand of the man in front of him. Hugged the father-in-law.

"Dad, sorry Ridho for hurting my son."

The man pushed hard on Ridho's body. It's like being disgusted by a killer. Ridho stepped back a few steps.

"Never touch our bodies, murderer!"

"Well, I'm not a killer!"

"What's his name if not a murderer!" rara's father shouted without caring where they were.

"Sir! Sir! If you want to make a fuss, don't be here. If the father and his mas are still noisy we do not hesitate to drive the father from this hospital!" firmly the white growled man in the uniform of the security guard.

"Yes, sorry sir. I'm just an emotion!"

Rara's father, rolled up the end of his shirt, exhaling violently.

Meanwhile, the security guard had left after warning us.

"Surely I regret Mom. We married our son to a man like Ridho. If only we hadn't believed his words. Rara must have lived happily!"

Right after the hospital guard left, Ridho's father and mother also came to see me at the hospital.

"Hey, you don't try to blame our son." Bela Ridho's father.

Ridho looked at his parents who came and immediately railed against Rara's parents.

"ENOUGH! ENOUGH DAD! Don't fuss about family matters here!" pinta Ridho.

"Don't blame me! Not all of this because all of you who always demand to be a perfect family with the presence of children among us. But, you never gave our family time, opportunity and even support. You all think too much about your own interests. Without knowing what Rara and I were feeling. Honestly, I am personally depressed when I have to continue to be pressured like this. That ME. And what about Rara!"

"If you think about Rara, then why are you flirting with other women. That way you think about how she feels!" tell Rara's father to Ridho.

Ridho did not stay silent, he replied with a telling remark anyway. "I did that, because I've... I don't know what to do. I feel cornered by your will. Until I took it out on that woman. Honestly from the heart, I don't like it at all. I still love Rara. Not another woman!"

They all fell silent, and looked at each other.

Ridho sat down.

"Ridho please, that you all unite and support and accept each other. Even though we're both separated. However, the family relationship is still there and intertwined. So that Rara's spirit is happy in nature there." Ridho shed tears of pain. The pain was left behind by his ex-wife.

"Ridho. Forgive me, son" Ridho's father raised the body of Lunglai Ridho who was sitting on the floor.

Ridho clenched tightly to his father, while speaking in a raucous voice. "Dad, I've lost the man I love, father." Ridho's cry broke when he recalled Rara again.

***

"Police are still investigating the case. But, from the initial investigation the police found that the car that Azzam was driving the brakes did not work aka brake blong, Umi. They suspect that the brake blong is not due to the sil piston master wear. But there is a chance."

Umi scrunched her forehead. "You mean, Ali did that to Azzam's car on purpose."

"It could be so umi. There could be people who do not like him, to sabotage his vehicle. But the police will first collect evidence from the wreckage of Azzam's burnt-out car."

"Ah, his time my sister has enemies, Li? I know he's a good boy and a friend to everyone."

"I don't know either, honey. What is clear is that Dirlantas investigators, and the Forensic Laboratory (Labfor) of Tangsel Branch Police are following up. If it's true the police will hunt down the culprit soon."

"Allah, for this is so many victims of this accident." Umi held her chest back.

"Yes, Umi, lucky that the tour bus that transports children to the camp only suffered injuries, although there are also children who suffered broken bones. While the two mini buses behind him, also suffered heavy damage."

"Keep why, why brother also did not survive. Why should he be a victim too, brother!" I walked frailly closer to those who were deliberating in the living room.

Based on the results of the hearing steal, the pieces of the conversation. Azzam's car drove fast in the rain, the foggy view made the visibility to be limited plus the cloudy so dark. The car carried by Azzam was unable to hold the pace until suddenly there was a large trontoon truck car transverse in front. The car hit the back of the car.

Black smoke billowed out from the front of the car with sparks. In just a few seconds, a car again hit hard Azzam car. Until the car was squeezed and the fire grew. The next two minibuses were victims.

It is suspected that Azzam and Rara are trapped in a car and a fire that devours the car.

"Nisa, you haven't slept. It's eleven o'clock, son. You should also care about your condition. How about your stomach hurt again."

Umi Salamah led me back to my room. Umi took me back to lie in bed, she pulled a blanket over half my body.

"Nisa's sleeping?" Umi turned off the main light, staying asleep lights on a dimly lit nightstand.

"Umi, let the sister who accompanied Nisa sleep tonight huh... " Soraya's sister caught up to my room.

"Umi, Nisa herself is also not papa, Mi. Umi also needs rest" I said.

"No deck. We both slept tonight. Aya's sister slept with Nisa."

Brother Soraya walked to the edge of the bed to come to prepare for sleep.

"Yes already, Umi came out first huh. Your husband's gone again Aya?"

"Yes, Umi. Ali went to the hospital with Abah and Fikri there."

Umi left and we both stayed in this room.

"Sister, Brother Aya. What Nisa can still hope to say is that Azzam is still alive, sister," I said as I stared at the ceiling.

Brother Soraya looked over. "Maybe Nisa's hope is the same as Brother's. I hope the news is wrong. But, how else is the deck. The police said it was Azzam. He was found with an identity card lying nearby."

"But Brother. My gut tells me Azzam's still here, brother."

"It has. It's been as late as night. We're sleeping."

Brother Soraya closed her eyes while I returned to playing with my mind, while stroking my stomach which was no longer flat.

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