The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 97. Traps (3)

As my consciousness slowly began to recollect. With my eyes still tight, I tried to absorb the sound of chanting two voices of someone chanting the holy verses of God. Even I felt a hand gently holding my head, occasionally he raised his hand to stroke my head.

The current owner of the voice can really make my feelings calm. I firmly believe that the voice that flows so softly and beautifully when reciting the verse of Allah is the voice of Azzam.

When I first opened my eyeballs. My eyes were not fully focused on looking at an object. Before I tried to focus my gaze, I tried to read the situation, the circumstances around me. I know I am in a place that is foreign to me. Here, the smell of drugs is so pungent.

In silence, I tried to remember the events I might have experienced before. I turned to the right of the place where the man I heard reciting the holy Quran had been chanting after a few minutes before my eyes looked straight at the ceiling.

"Bang" call me weak.

Azzam stopped his reading when he saw that he was conscious. That's what I can catch. I suspect I've been unconscious for a few hours. And I wasn't in this place before.

Yep. I remember before I was at Rara's house, and Ridho. Ridho has set a trap for me. Then, Ridho intended to hurt Azzam but I, I fell down when Ridho pushed hard on my body. Until my head hit the corner of the table. I don't know anymore. My consciousness was thinning until everything darkened.

"Darling, are you human?" ask the man who is still faithful to sit in his chair, accompanying me who is on the floor.

I want to get up from my current position. But the pain in my body is still there.

"Nisa don't move much first." Azzam was holding my body as hard as I was about to wake up.

"Where's nisa?"

"At the hospital, baby" he said. After that he took the menum who had been given a straw. He asked me to drink mineral water first.

"Let's drink first."

I according to his will. Coincidentally, my throat was raspy and dry.

"Nisa's in the hospital," she replied afterwards.

My hands rubbed my stomach, feeling a lifeless figure inside my stomach.

"Honey, Nisa's all right? What about our son, he's okay too, right?" I'm on a streak, not what, I'm so scared. This is the second time the same incident has happened to me.

Azzam's right hand hit my right hand which had rubbed the stomach area slowly.

"It's okay, baby. For the next few weeks, the doctor asked Nisa to wear a wheelchair. Before Nisa's state was completely restored."

I breathe a sigh of relief.

"If something happens to you, you won't be able to forgive yourself. Especially the barbaric treatment of that man. Brother will not hesitate to give valuable lessons for him so that Ridho can realize his wrong actions have disturbed people's wives."

"Bang, forgive Nisa yes for this carelessness. Why don't you realize it's a Ridho trap" I said feeling guilty.

He clasped my finger, like trying to channel the positive energy in me. "Nisa is not wrong. We don't know what's gonna happen. Including this, baby."

"It looks like my brother is going to teach Ridho a lesson."

"What did Ridho do?" tanyaku. "Honey, Nisa does not want brother and Ridho to fight physically so ahh! Ridho is reckless4an. Look at that, Ridho almost stabbed his brother with a knife in his hand. Nisa doesn't want to, I'm just here."

"Can't be Nisa. Brother did not want to invite him to such a storm. After all, my brother did not like to make such a fuss. Just gonna dirty your hands."

"Then, what?"

"Abang, will report this incident to the police with strong evidence so that the punishment for Ridho is in accordance with his actions."

"Anybody sure you're gonna do that?"

"Why not. He's been making a fuss by disturbing other people's households" Azzam said.

I'm silent. Just thinking about something. Even if Azzam did that. What about the fate of Rara while the fate of their household is on the edge of the horn. I don't even know how and what decision Rara will make regarding the choice that Ridho gives.

"Nisa? What is Nisa thinking?" tanya Azzam broke the daydream.

"If you do that, but what about the fate of Mbak Rara. Nisa is pitying and concerned for Ms Rara, Bang."

Azzam was also amazed, maybe he tried to reconsider his decision.

"But dear, there is no other way to make the man deterred to realize his deeds. If the counsel is not able to resuscitate him, perhaps with this he can change."

We were both silent for a few seconds until a voice appeared. "You don't have to think about my fate."

At the same time, Azzam and I turned to the source of the voice.

Rara's. It turns out that the owner of the voice is Ms. Rara.

"Mister Rara?" I said softly as well as shocked to see the sudden appearance of Rara.

"How are you? I'm so afraid you're why-why Dhanisa." Rara is currently standing to my right. Seeing Rara's presence, Azzam stood up and let Rara sit where she was sitting.

Rara shakes. "No. I came here alone. Anyway I won't allow him to come here. It will only make Dhanisa's heart, your wife feel traumatized if she remembers the incident." Rara. "I on behalf of my husband apologize deeply for Ridho's actions to your wife, Zam" said Rara sincerely and guiltily.

Azzam took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Sorrying might be easy Ra. But the memory of Ridho's actions will probably continue to imprint in the memory of especially my wife," Azzam said after looking at me. "For some reason, why be a coward! Why isn't he the only one apologizing!" furious Azzam.

"Zam, if you want to do something to Ridho just do it. I know he's made a big mistake and I don't even understand why he's turned out the way he is today. I used to understand Ridho's attitude and nature which was very understanding, caring and loving. But lately his attitude has turned arrogant, harsh and grumpy. I even thought he was influenced by his friends. But I don't know, I don't know for sure and just guessed," Rara said what had been a question mark in her mind all along.

"Rara, sorry earlier I even thought about melap. .. "

"Bang!" I cut Azzam's words fast. Squinting, gesturing for Azzam not to continue the sentence. I know right now that Rara's heart is hurting. Wounded by Ridho's attitude towards her. I don't want to add to his mind's burden.

I pinched my forehead slowly. When you start to feel dizzy again. "Sir, we try not to talk about this anymore."

"alright. I'm sorry, it seems that you need a lot of rest Dhanisa, for the sake of the recovery of your condition and your child as well," a worried smile flared at the corner of Rara's lips. He put a fruit parcel on the table next to me.

"Yes, Mother. Thank you." Thank you."

Rara pulled the plastic chair and sat her body on the chair.

"Dhanisa, as I told you yesterday. Now, I've made my decision. Although it's hard, but I've made my decision, Sa." Rara let out a heavy sigh, perhaps as heavy as a burden and squeezed her chest. Pain and heartbreak, everything becomes one.

"What decision is it?"

"My decision is unanimous, I choose to divorce Ridho." Rara looked at me and Azzam in turn. After which, Rara bowed deeply, her tears shedding down her smooth cheeks.

Azzam and I looked at each other. My hand then stroked Rara's arm, going up and down. I understand Rara's feelings being smashed to pieces at this moment.

Azzam took a step closer to Rara. "Rara, I'm sorry I didn't mean to interfere. Only a little advice, so as to rethink the decision, because the divorce case is one of those who hate God."

Rara sobbed, it might also be hard for her to decide this. "How else, my two in-laws' choices left me unable to do anything, Azzam. I can't if I have to fight another woman from Ridho. Divorce is the best option for me. Maybe it's god's way for our family."

"Yes this is a tough situation for you, if it can still be fixed and discussed well with your two families who know all this can change, Ra. If you want us to be his mediator to talk about this again."

"Yes, Mother. I agree with Azzam's words" I said.

Rara wiped away the trace of her tears. He shook slowly. And raised his head. "No Dhanisa, Azzam, however, this is how it is. My decision is final" he said with trembling lips.

Hearing Rara's decision, made me and Azzam speechless and couldn't help Rara's family much. Nor can we force ourselves to interfere in their family affairs.

"Hopefully, Ma'am was given the power to go through this." Both of my hands held Rara's hand.

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Azzam invites Ridho to meet at a place far from the crowd.

"What do you mean bothering my wife to even dare to express your feelings to her?"

"I love her, Zam."

"Fuck your feelings, have you forgotten who Dhanisa is?"

"I know why I wanted to take it from you." Ridho grinned then laughed satisfied.

Azzam who was trying to calm down to face Ridho instantly turned heated, Ridho's speech made the blood tension of Azzam like rising instantly. His face was flushed red, blood flowed profusely. Azzam clenched his jaw hard, with his hands firmly clenched.

A few seconds later the kite landed hard on Ridho, making the thin mustachioed man in front of him fall down to kiss the ground, fresh blood slipping from his lips.

Every human being has a limit of patience, Azzam can no longer withstand the turmoil of anger that overflows on the man who has seduced his wife.

Who is a man who is not angry even emotions when the woman or his legal wife who has been bound by marriage is disturbed by other men, which is clearly not his understanding. Ridho also has a wife.

Azzam moved forward, pulling Ridho's collar.

"Never bother my wife again! Or I'll report everything you've done to the police station."

Ridho rubbed the corner of his bloody lips while looking intently at Azzam from the corner of his eyes.

"How painful? It's nothing with the pain of my feelings as a husband when I see you trying to tease my wife. There may even be people who are sicker. He's Rara, your wife. But you don't care?" Azzam smiled miris. Very sad about the situation that is happening right now.

"Actually I really want to take you right now to the police station, take responsibility for all the things you've done to my wife but I still think Rara's fate would be ruined if you had to crouch in the foam."

Azzam slightly bent his body, for the sake of looking at Ridho's eyes very clearly.

"Ridho with this attitude of yours, don't you feel sorry to see your wife. While in front of you maybe you see Rara as a strong woman. But, behind you he cried Ridho, he was hurt because of your attitude. I knew that, when Rara came to see my wife, and complained. As a husband you should understand this." Azzam's voice swallowed. "The parent hands his child over to the man who intervenes with his son, because he is convinced that the man is the best man who will look after his son, replacing him to protect his beloved daughter. Do not think who is the most sad when his daughter is beaten by a man. The most sad part was his father. A father who takes care of, loves, protects and gives everything that makes his daughter happy and happy. That'sallthatis. You may not know, but you can feel it when you're given a child. You'll know for yourself what it's like. So, I hope don't waste Rara. She is the best wife to you Ridho." After a long time Azzam left Ridho who was still sitting feeling the ground. Still holding the pain of the blow he just received.

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