The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 95. Traps (1)

"There was a guest?" azzam asked who had just come out of the room. When I was still making a warm ginger drink for him, after he soaked in the fish pond earlier.

"Yes, Ms. Rara was here," I said as I stirred up a drink. Then bring it for him.

The television screen that was originally black is currently reflecting color shadows. We both sat on the sofa facing the lighted television.

"Bang, Rara told Nisa a lot. Nisa, who listened to the story so sad and concerned about Rara."

"What did he tell you?"

"Mbak Rara said she was asked to choose between two tough choices, which was divorced by Ridho or she became Ridho's honey."

Azzam who heard it almost choked with the drink he had been drinking.

He then grabbed a tissue next to the table and rubbed his wet lips.

"Astagfirullahaladzim, what was Ridho thinking until he gave a choice that clearly made his wife's heart hurt."

"Yes Bang, Nisa is also inexhaustible. Of course, the choice given by Ridho for Rara is a choice that he does not want at all. But, there is something even more beautiful. It turns out that Rara knows that her in-laws until now only pretended to like Rara. Ridho's family never liked Rara, Bang. What's more, at this time Mbak Rara has not been able to give offspring to their families while making Rara feel excluded."

Azzam let out his breath, and leaned back on the back of the sofa as he said, "Always like this, the reason for the mingling is presented in the family environment only dwells on the issue of heredity." Azzam gave a pause. "The absence of a baby in the middle of the family may be that God only wants to test the patience of the two couples in waiting for the fruit of love, and God may very well want them closer to Him. Tells through do'a-do'a in his prayers. God is very happy for people to always pray and ask Him, whatever it is."

"Honey" while rubbing the back of his hand. "Nisa's aware, Nisa's feeling very lucky. Present among families who care deeply, love each other. Moreover, Nisa has a faithful husband who guides Nisa patiently to follow her commands. Thank you, baby," I said, ending with a kiss in his hand.

I felt Azzam replying to her by gently rubbing my head, and kissing her.

We both got into a conversation about the household and sometimes Azzam also occasionally conveyed wisdom stories and slipped the mandate in the story he conveyed.

***

Getting the ideal wife is probably the dream of men. Likewise with women, who do not want to have a godly husband and according to the coveted criteria.

However, we know that no human being is perfect. We can only strive to be able to carry out their respective roles as fully as possible and in accordance with what Allah desires.

Rara had not accompanied Ridho at home last night. He chose to pull over and calm himself at his sister's house. They are also not far from their home.

Accompanying Fatih to play in the park might make Rara a little forget her sadness, but it seems to be impossible.

Fatih is very attractive to the point of overwhelming her mother. At the end of Rara's sister's chair found her sister daydreaming. Fatih's mother understood the problems that befell her sister.

"Fatih" called his mother. "Practice swing here just first yes, do not play far away. I'm going there for a second." The tip of her index finger was pointed at Rara.

"Yes Ma'am," said the boy who was busy shaking his swing excitedly.

A clap gets right on Rara's shoulders which is enough to make Rara stop the action of playing with the daydreams she created.

"Dec, you don't keep doing this. You have to be strong, you're sure you're strong, and trust me your love and your household are just being tested."

"Sister, I've tried hard and kept fighting. But it seems like things are not on our side. Maybe it's time for me to let go of everything" Rara said with a broken feeling. "How can I keep all this, while if I see Ridho there is no desire to keep all of this, if I see Ridho now changed brother, not like before. He didn't defend me like he used to when his mother tried to humiliate me in front of him."

"That's how you feel, Dek," Fatih's mother guessed.

"No brother. This is how I feel right now. And change is true." Teguh Rara's.

Rara's siblings, they can't do anything about it. From the bottom of his heart to see the fate of his brother who was destroyed he was also so, because he was also a woman, let alone they had a blood relationship. So, the feelings and inner bonds of the sisters must be the same as what Rara feels.

He tried to get his sister. "So, what's your decision, deck?"

"Maybe I'll let go of Ridho sis, maybe our household braid can only reach this fourth year. And this decision I will convey later in front of Ridho and my in-laws later after I return home from filling out counseling at high school level precisely in Ponpes Mambaul Ulum."

Brother's loving embrace was directly glued to Rara's body. He embraces Rara's body, which is indeed intact but not with a broken heart. It is undeniable that Rara's heart cries every night thinking about her grim fate.

***

In a quick motion I grabbed my phone and a small sling bag over the nightstand. I'm so scared of Rara why-why. I have always been inexhaustible with Ridho's behavior why he can be so rude as his own wife.

"Umi" called me when he saw the umi watering plants on the front porch.

"Umi, Nisa's out for a second, huh?"

"Where are you going, son?" tanya Umi saw me in a hurry.

I started riding the bike without wearing a helmet, because I thought Rara's house was still close.

"Nisa, go to Rara's house, umi. Say the same Azzam. Nisa to Rara's house for a minute."

"Why is it such a rush?" ask Umi again seems very curious about what is there until I look so panicked.

"There's something, Umi," I replied briefly. "Nisa, on the way. Assalamualaikum," I said as the machine roared.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Careful, Son. Don't speed you're pregnant, you know" Umi choked. The faintest sound faded as the motor began to run slowly.

By turning the gas motor deep I drove to the house Rara in Block B is one block different from our house.

It didn't take long. I arrived at the courtyard of Rara and Ridho's house.

"Assalamualaikum, Ms Rara" call me.

I have called the same name many times but there is no truth from within. I tried to peek out of the window. Slender. Like there's no one. But, Rara said it was at home.

For fear of anything happening I immediately pushed the door of Rara's house and luckily not in the key. My eyes were staring at the surroundings.

"Bak, Mbak Rara!" I shouted so many times. But still no answer.

After checking the bottom I didn't see Ms. Rara. I finally tried to go upstairs. I carefully climbed the stairs. Understand my condition which is pregnant.

"Where is Rara's nursery?" muttered to myself, when I had arrived at the upper balcony.

"Is this Rara's room?

With determination, I turned the brown-painted bedroom door knob in front of me.

KRIEKK

Door opens. The sound of the door hinges creaked the first moment the clai opened.

Entering the room adorned with flowers, my heart beat fast. My body is also shaking. My mind kept wondering about what I was seeing right now.

"Mbak, mbak Rara. Mbak is here." I went deeper into the room, checking the situation around who knows there is Rara Ma'am in this room. But there are no signs. I rubbed my nose, this room was so fragrant especially decorated with roses. I looked at the closet on my right.

Shocked and flabbergasted was my expression at this moment when I saw the mirror of the ornamental cabinet inscribed with a sentence. My eyes are reading every word.

"Dhanisa, I love you, dear." The sound of a sentence written in the mirror, which I knew was written using pink lipstick. My hands trembled when I found my picture there.

"Here's the missing photo. Means my guess was right all along. Ridho did all this to me. Astagfirullahal'adzim." I touched my chest.

Right now, I'm starting to suspect, is this a trap that Ridho set for me. "O Allah protect the Servant from the deeds of the wicked" I prayed.

I'm really scared. I slowly pushed back my footsteps backwards. I quickly turned around to leave this large room.

However, suddenly a male figure stood in front of the doorway while flicking his hand.

"Welcome my dear, you have finally come to fulfill my calling," The man chuckled wickedly.

"R...Arava!" surprised me. "You-you? What do you want? Where's Rara's mom?" I asked with a trembling voice to hold back the fear.

Ridho smiled victoriously flaunting his white teeth.

"Well, it's me Ridho. Honey, I've been waiting for you in my house for a long time. Welcome to our palace."

"You don't mess with Ridho. I asked where is Rara's mom? What have I done, Rara? Where is he, if you dare to hurt him I will report you to the police station for the KDRT case!" my grit even though I was locked up in fear of seeing Ridho while struggling strangely.

Ridho laughed out loud. "Haha just report it. I didn't do anything with that woman. She's not in this house, she's been gone since last night to her sister's house. And now it's just the two of us in this house"

"So, who sent this message... Allah, this must be all Ridho. Why haven't I realized since." My inner.

"What do you think, Dhanisa Hem?"

"You stole this picture of me and you sent that message of terror"

Ridho grinned. "Yes, I did it all. SE.. YOUR...A...NYA. The photo disappeared from my hand. But I managed to steal it back from Rara secretly."

"Mbak Rara, so Miss Rara know you saved this photo?"

"Sure he knows the proof I found your picture in his bag. At first I was afraid that he was angry or suspicious. But he hasn't said anything about this picture."

I'm biting my lips. "Oh my God, I think surely Rara's mind was so upset. She must be wondering why my picture is in her house. But Rara didn't ask me that either. Rara had all those questions in her mind. I hope Rara doesn't misunderstand me and is angry with me. But, even if it was supposed to be, he wouldn't want to see me again. But yesterday he came and confided in me. Means that Rara didn't feel angry at me, "I thought so.

I stared at Ridho sharply. "You want what, Ridho!? You realize not my attitude like that has hurt Rara. Even you almost broke my husband's trust in me, Ridho!" my snapping.

"My mother? My current Mauku only has Dhanisa!" ambush Ridho fast.

I replied with a mocking laugh. "Until now stop chasing me! You have no shame or indeed your veins have broken! I have a husband and you have Rara, she's your wife!" I said with a sharp look at him.

Ridho pulled the corner of his lips, forming a lip smile. "Everything is likely to happen!"

"Basic CRAZY!" yell loudly.

"Haha... Oh, baby, I am crazy. Crazy because of you."

Seeing Ridho all the time showed an unnatural reaction like a drunk. I immediately ran outside the room. Naas Ridho caught my body, and blocked both my arms.

"Let go!" my yelling.

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