The Substitute Bride

Chapter 13 (Triple Mother's Day)

The beautiful series of verse after verse of the Qur'an melodious in a silent third of the night. Reconcile the qalbu, cool the restless soul of world affairs. Tami's lips trembled, clear feathers flowing down her cheeks. O my Lord, how fortunate your servant is, you still have the opportunity to read your sacred verses that reconcile the troubled heart. Read it in a state of calm and peace, unlike Muslim brothers in the land of Sham who are gripped with fear, sleep covered with worry, and eat with tears due to criminals in the name of Islam.

Shadaqallahuladzim says.

Tami closed the scripture, took it to her lips, kissed it with tears. Unspeakable gratitude for Allah choosing Muslims as his servants, the Messenger of the Apostle Muhammmad shallah alaihi wasallam. And he was included as one of His chosen servants.

Tonight Tami complained to her Lord all the restlessness of the heart. Someone who is stricken with sadness needs a place to complain and pour out all the problems that are being faced. Allah has reminded his servant of the Surah Al-Fatiha which is read at least seventeen times a day.

"It is only to You that we worship and only to You that we ask for help."

Tami was being enveloped in a sense of unease at that time. Between requests that are so urgent ask for answers with endless waiting. There is an invisible red thread that binds him and his prayers tonight for God to help him break that common thread through his istikharah. Although his heart was so steady and confident in the decision he was going to make, he needed to do so based on the instructions of his Lord. Not necessarily a decision born of the heart is the best because it can be considered good and even bad for you and bad even best for you.

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"Ta? Tami's? Why daydream, son?"

Tami shifted her gaze from the simple house to her surroundings, looking for the source of the voice that had been blowing her. Unknowingly he had stood for a long time looking at the purple painted house building which was right in front of his mother's house. No. gabe. Not the house he stared at, but the memories of events that had happened when the word "yes" just slid from the tongue.

Know that the tongue is like having no brake to just say "no". He was too surprised then and his firecracker-like mouth preceded his brain cells and took over everything to make him trapped. Only a long prayer in a third of the night was able to calm his inner restlessness and then re-churned as the green streak threw his respect across the street to penetrate behind the brown door of his house. As a citizen she was very impressed by the scented respect of the sweep of love that was so thick, but as a girl her heart refused even though at that time the door of her heart she opened wide without any obstructions. There was no vibration he felt as when he proved love for God through his worship and for his Apostle when the shalawat chants melodiously from his tongue. Only a gameless smile that he threw at the owner of the purple house because the heart was not in harmony with the attractions displayed. But never mind, the choice taken when agreeing to his mother's request was based on the instructions of his Lord. He is sure now but still needs someone to give him support.And for that reason his legs stepped out after a long time did not visit the mother who is so dear to him.

"This child was called from earlier even more daydreaming." grumbled his mother

Tami ran over to her mother and hugged her tightly.

"Mother, kangeeeeen" she said spoiledly. His hands were tightly coiled on his mother's back.

"Mother's really upset, too, baby, but you've been daydreaming about it for a long time."

Tami divorced her embrace.

"Udah yuk entered, rather than here it was hot, let alone see you glare at the house, the heat of the heart of Mother."

Also called mothers, half-dead kangen children remain diomelin.

Tami followed in her mother's footsteps who was clenching her right arm while nagging. Tami laughed crisply as her eyeballs faithfully followed her mother's pouting lips. For a long time he had missed the scolding, his body even giving a signal through the high fever that had suddenly struck. Even though he was a bit carefree during the day, he still had time to chat with a middle-aged patient.

"Assalamu'alaikum" he said as he entered the brown door that brought him into the dimension of the past memories he had longed for.

He misses the smell of the kitchen that he cannot touch. He misses his mother's cuisine that feels champion, also on the guava tree behind the house that during the season he never misses to climb every day. And what she missed the most was her mother's warm embrace.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Mother answered her beloved daughter's greetings after anchoring herself on a soft sofa. He sighed for a moment, trying to regulate the amount of oxygen entering his lungs as he had to take pains to drag Tami from the purple house across the street. He knew what was stopping his daughter there. And it really made him want to be angry.

"If Tami still thinks about it, it's better that Tami throw away those thoughts, mother doesn't like. Those two years were a long time ago and now God has sent your true soul mate even in an unusual way."

Tami stared back at her mother who had been aiming right at the bottom of her heart. The woman knew everything even though not a word that she put out but greetings when on the doorstep. Tami smiled, the soul of a mother is very sensitive to look at her anxiety and grief. She never regretted thinking of the person who separated her from her family as a mother. There will be no happiness without suffering. And the lie that his mother kept neatly was the biggest pit of pain she had ever gone through to taste happy.

"Tami's worried, Mom. Tami's..."

"Assalamu'alaikum."

The sound of greetings on the terrace stopped his conversation. When Tami turned her head, two women she knew so well were standing on the doorstep. His forehead is deep.

"Wa'alaikumussalam" replied Tami and her mother together. He immediately stood up to welcome the presence of two of the three most beloved women in the world. His hands stretched out to shake both of them. They sit on the sofa when the scene of the spout is done by the mothers.

Perfect!

Her three mothers gathered in one room and her heart had a premonition that this meeting was not accidental and today there would be an impromptu trial for her.

"Ma, Mamah, why did Tami come here?" Tami stared one by one at the women who surrounded him in full search.

"Mama has made a pact with your mother-in-law, would like to be in touch with your mother."

Tami mangosteen is not sure and the one in his mind at this time is,

Ah, the time? How can I not believe, huh?There must be something else. His inner.

Mother came from the kitchen carrying three cups of aloe vera ice, a pile of potato doughnuts, and a plate of cake blocks as a snack this afternoon. Before the night shif, he took the time to visit this house to resolve the lingering longing. But two-and-a-half years ago memories of praying for God's guidance when he was asked by his family to replace Karina had stopped his steps to stare at the end of the house across the street.

"Please drink. The doughnuts are also still angets, the old balloons coming out of the hot oil." his mother bargained.

Tami enjoyed her snack with a thousand and one questions lingering in her mind. He knew very well the temperament of Mama and Mamah in his father-in-law. There is no way they just want to be friendly, he is sure the two come with a special mission.

"Have you finished thinking, Ta?" asked Rahma because she saw Tami eating with a wrinkled forehead.

"Huh?" response with a gaping mouth.

"We did come here for friendship, so we have something to talk to you about, baby." Rahma explained.

It's true. There must be nothing to this.

"As far as Mamah could see, Tami's relationship with Alvin for a month was like nothing had changed. Aren't you going through this marriage the way you should?"

Tami swallowed her doughnut with great difficulty then pulled the tip of her lips while smiling wryly. True is what his mother-in-law asked him.How to live the marriage as it should be if Alvin's heart like walled with his brother's heart. Look, although Tami could see the gaping wound through Alvin's twinkle in the eye, but at the same time he could see such great love and a tempestuous longing. Especially when he saw the wallpaper on Alvin's phone, Tami realized that only marriage ties the two. Their hearts are struggling with a reluctant past rising from the shackles of a stifling soul. If so, do not expect a happy word that arises from marriage based on the decision of two families. The heart cannot be forced by the sodara.

"Did Alvin treat you well all this time, honey?" Tami nodded, assuring.

Madam Rahma took a deep breath. He needs a lot of oxygen because when he said his long seizure in a moment, maybe he did not have time to just fill his lungs with oxygen.

"First, when Mama married your father, the state of our marriage was like you and Alvin" Ms Rahma said in memory of her marriage thirty-one years ago. "No taste, tasteless. Mama let the relationship oscillate and eventually sink into uncertainty. Your father loved his old best friend very much, while Mama was just an innocent girl of your Grandpa and Grandma's choice. Almost six months, until finally the decision to divorce became an option. At that time I felt ordinary, without feeling sinful because we seemed to get married just to get divorced. To violate the heaven-shaking sacred promise witnessed by God and the angels. Then Allah presents a disease that makes Mama realize that what happened to Mama's marriage because sincerity during the holy relationship was only triggered in the heart, but Mama did not apply. Two weeks before the divorce, Mama became a different person. With the help of your mother-in-law, at that time Mama turned into an accomplished seducer. No more silent girls. Mama did anything to maintain Mama's marriage, even became an impromptu model willing Mama Lakoni to melt your father's heart. Something that my whole life has never dreamed of. Mama made a row in the court during the divorce trial until finally your father fell and gave up. Mama managed to get rid of the other love in your father's heart because without permission Mama broke through the heart Father asked that the heart space that had been filled by others to belong to Mama. Although it started from a sense of carelessness and compulsion, but the love began to flourish between us, until God gave the baby who became a close adhesive two parents. Happy was created and picked up, not waiting until he came alone." Rahma paused for a moment to tell a story, then took a breath and sipped her aloe ice. He too eagerly recounts his past with his girlfriend, Rizal Adhyastha.

Based on the story of his mother's youth, now Tami more do not understand what he should do. You won't know what it's like before you try, but what should you try?

"Do you know what Mama's story means?" ask Rahma's mom.

Tami.

"No, Tami doesn't really know what Mama means." she replied with a funny grin.

"Ohhhh, whose child are you?" said Ms. Rahma gregetan.

"Your son is Rahma" Ms. Rafika reminded.

"Oh yeah, forgot."

Hadeh, the child of the same mother is the same model.

"I mean Mamah long story so you look at what Mama did, Tami, Mama's dear son."

The basis of his Tami is not mudeng aka slow more precisely, when he instead said gini, "Gamuk in court row?" ask him innocently.

"Uh, your son Mas Rizal, I'm trying to be patient." Rahma rubbed her chest slowly. He drops her a lot of kids. When he was young he had the traits and behavior of eleven twelve with Tami.

"You mean Mama, you also do the same thing as what your Mama did. Fight for your marriage, seize the heart of your son. Do not let this relationship end in divorce." said Ms Rafika explained.

After a few seconds, Tami nodded.

"Yes, Ma. God willing Tami will do."

Ms. Rafika reached into a photograph from her bag and handed it to her son-in-law.

Tami's forehead is wrinkled to see the image on the piece of the photo. He held the picture up into the air while raising both of his eyebrows. Ms. Rafika understood very well what question was on Tami's mind.

"Read the back" said Ms. Rafika.

Without waiting twice Tami read the writing on the back of the photo.

...Kirana Princess Adhyastha and Alvin Haiy Brahmantyo....

...20 March 2001...

Tami was stunned to see the image of the little girl pouting as her two cheeks were held in an uneasy manner by a boy. Then he turned the photo over to look at the writing there. Is that how close it was to Alvin in the past?

"What do you mean by this photo, Mah?" tanyakanya. Really, he did not understand why his mother-in-law showed him the photo.

"The photo was taken three months before you disappeared. Actually you were the one Alvin liked from birth, not Karina. He promises to take care of you until you grow up. Therefore Mamah said that only a husband can take care of you as an adult. Because of an accident, which he remembered only one of the two figures of the sisters. That's why Alvin loves Karina so much. The love he brought to adulthood. You know in Islam if someone in the past ever promised to marry someone he promised then even though he forgot, the person must still be informed of his promise even if he later refuses or accepts. And when you return to your family's lap, Mamah intends to tell Alvin everything before his marriage to Karina takes place. But the intention was not done because Karina chose to leave without news. Finally after a long discussion we all decided that you were the one who would replace Karina." bu Rafika stopped her conversation and then changed what she just said.

"It is not you who replaced Karina, precisely Karina who has been replacing your position, Tami. Your soul mate is strong dear, therefore even though you have been separated for a long time in the end you are also married to Alvin, not Karina."

Tami. Another hidden secret that now comes to the surface. But can childhood love be made a foundation, he knows even though Karina takes his place does not mean Alvin will turn away from his brother. Childhood love is very different from adult love. The little love Alvin meant by his mother-in-law was just an expression of Alvin's affection for the little Kirana. The affection that Tami guessed was like an older brother's affection for his younger sister, given the closeness of their two families. No more than that.

"I'm sorry dear Mom for making Tami's life so complicated."

Tami got up and sat on the arm of the sofa hugging her mother tightly. The woman again blames herself for what Tami is going through now.

"Your life wouldn't be this shuffling if Mom hadn't taken you from your family, son." sounded the sobbing out of his mother's old lips.

"No, it's not mom's fault. It's Tami's fate that has been outlined by God" he said, shaking his head. He also sniffled too.

It is heartless to let a mother be dissolved in guilt even though her mother's past actions were unjustified as well. Tami wiped away the clear feathers that had run down her mother's cheek with her two thumbs. After that, he returned to his seat.

"Tami, to relieve pain, we need to love others. Although later Alvin only considers you as an escape but make it the most beautiful escape in his life." said Rahma. Pause a few seconds, "Be like Khadijah even though there is no man as good and as great as Prophet Muhammad in this world. And Mama is convinced that this Mama's son inherited the nature of Mama who was able to conquer the gap that hinders your happiness. The cure for the pain of love is love itself."

A few minutes later, his mother spoke up. "Now Tami has two compelling reasons to conquer the heart of son Alvin.In addition to the status as a wife, you are also the girl Nak Alvin should love all this time."

The wudges from his three mothers have given him great power to conquer Alvin's heart. And the mission of conquering the heart of the husband will soon begin. Come on Tami, you can definitely do it, don't let the doubt back break your intentions. Tami gave her spirit to herself.