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..."Before proceeding, there is something Othor wants to convey first. Since Othor did not have time to reply to one comment, Othor explained it here. For yesterday, "Well, why is Sarah married? It's only been a month of divorce, haven't finished your idah period why are you getting married again?". Ok, let's explain...."...
..."The idah period applies if the married couple has been mixed during the marriage and before the divorce between them. So, the wife who has been cared for by the husband before the divorce period then, the wife has an idah period. However, if the wife has not been cared for by her husband during any time the marriage was established and the wife is still in a virgin state when divorced. So the wife does not have an idah period, because it has not been handled by her husband."...
..."Likewise with Sarah who does not have an idah period because she is divorced in a state of virgin and has never once a room with Fatih as long as they are married. I see friends explain."...
..."Hopefully this explanation can answer the ignorance and curiosity of all readers yes. Sorry if the explanation is a bit long, Othor just does not want to be considered as a conveyer of wrong information. Hopefully this information is useful yes and thank you for the support of all readers. Without you Othor would not be in this position. Love a lot for you guys. Thank you."...
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Yukkk continued to the story....
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"Astaghfirullahaladzim, why did the picture fall?" Aulia muttered when she saw her wedding photo together with Hanan suddenly fell without cause.
Looking at the frame and glass framing her wedding photo together with Hanan was a mess. Aulia immediately cleaned it up and threw away the broken frame and looked at a picture of herself and Hanan who was smiling happily in a wedding dress.
Feeling long for the existence of the husband, Aulia immediately grabbed a cellphone lying on the nightstand beside the bed and immediately contacted her husband via video call connection.
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Aulia's smile expands when she sees her husband's face filling her phone screen. The face that looks so tired does not reduce the good looks of a Hanan Hanafi.
"Hello, dear assalamualaikum. Why?" Hanan asked as the video call connection was connected.
"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullah, no. Just miss Mas, when do I come home?" Answer Aulia.
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Hanan's chest was again hit by a tightness that squeezed the chest while hearing a spoiled voice that said that Aulia missed her and asked when she was coming home.
It felt, eager to run towards the wife and hug her for a very long time to remove all the tightness that had been tormenting her since this morning.
The woman he had just paused without his knowledge and without his legal wife's permission. However, as a real man who has responsibility of course Hanan must do, especially Hanan is the first man to touch Sarah even though the woman is a widow.
In fact Sarah is still a virgin whose lost virginity was snatched away by Hanan in her subconscious. Because if in a conscious state, of course Hanan would not be possible to do that.
Five-year-old Hanan waits for Aulia to be ready to open her heart to accept the presence of another man after the trauma given by Fatih.
So, how could Hanan betray Aulia after getting the woman she had loved five years ago. Of course if in a conscious state it would never have done Hanan.
Because to her, Aulia was everything even within five years. Hanan never once tried to open her heart to other women even though there was no certainty from Aulia whether she would accept Hanan or not.
But now, fate is testing it by presenting a third person in his household. A person who had never been imagined at all before would exist in his circle of life.
Truly, such a joking destiny on the path of his romance fate. It is hard to wait for the heart to accept his love. But now he is the one who has betrayed.
Betraying his sacred love for his wife and also at his marriage which has just turned one month old.
"Prophey baby, later after the business here is finished. I'll go straight home, you're good there. Wait for Mas to come home," replied Hanan who returned to have to suppress the tightness in his chest and also have to look fine, even though the original was destroyed in a mess.
"Okay, yeah. Take good care of yourself, I'm waiting to get home safely,"
"Dear on, I've done my job."
"Yes, his work spirit. Assalamualaikum,"
Waalaikumsalam warahmatullah,"
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As soon as he hung up the phone, Hanan immediately covered his face with both hands.
The burly man's shoulders seemed to tremble violently. After many hours of holding back the feeling, finally Hanan's cry broke out in front of Kyai Harun. After hearing his wife's voice and seeing her beautiful face.
"I'm sorry dear, sorry for betraying your trust and our marriage" Hanan muttered between sobs.
A gentle rubbing on the shoulder was felt by Hanan who came from a middle-aged man who had just listened to all the outpouring of his heart about marriage and the events that befell him so that he had to do polygamy without permission and blessing from the legitimate wife.
"You know, this is the hardest time for Nak Hanan. But believe me, God must have a beautiful plan behind all this" said Kyai Harun trying to calm Hanan who was still crying bitterly beside him.
"I don't know where to start explaining all this to my wife Kyai. I loved him so much, even for five years my heart was only on him. However, after I managed to justify it why did God give this test to me? Do I not deserve to be happy with the woman I love Kyai?" Hanan replied in a stammered voice as her crying still could not be stopped.
"The power of God is vast, Son, perhaps God is jealous because you love his servant more than you love him. Prostrate, ask for forgiveness, guidance and surrender only to him. Abah believes God will give you the best answer in his version. Even if it doesn't match what we want, believe me it's the best thing God has chosen for you." continued Kyai Harun who since earlier his hands were rubbing Hanan's back and shoulders.