The Wasted Bride

Arwaa's Travel

"Hmmm..."

"Mother?"

The voice of the little girl Arwaa had missed the past month greeted her hearing.

"Mother... Is your mother awake?"

This time Arwaa could feel the soft elusan of a small hand on her cheek.

He tried to open his eyes slowly.

Haa...

His body was very limp, his vision felt like it was spinning, his head was completely dizzy.

"Darling..." Arwaa muttered almost inaudibly, but could still be caught by the hearing of the little girl, visible from the smile that was on her face.

"NENEEEK, KAKEEEEK, AYAAAH, PAMAAAN, GRANDPAAA, BANGUUUN MOTHER!!!"

Arwaa frowned shut her eyes at the screams of Aldair's nephew which made her head even more dizzy.

"O Allah Hanna do not shout near the mother. The mother is still sick."

Bu Hayya who went straight into the room reprimanded the granddaughter who just smiled at him while continuing to hold her hand.

"Mother, you're awake!" Hanna said cheerfully.

Wanting to be angry but unable, let alone see a happy smile on the face of the grandson after a month of constantly asking for the whereabouts of Arwaa.

"Yes dear Alhamdulillah."

Hayya's mother approached her daughter-in-law and stroked Arwaa's hair while shedding tears.

"I'm sorry Aldair, baby. Forgive her."

Arwaa shed tears seeing her mother-in-law pleading for her to forgive Aldair.

Why...?

Why should her mother-in-law plead to her like that.

Arwaa shook her head slowly, and smiled knotfully.

"Mas Genta was just a khilaf Ma'am, he was panicking at that moment."

Instead of being calm, Ma Hayya just sobbed to hear Arwaa's words.

O Allah, how steadfast my son-in-law is...

"Mom, already. Let Razi check Arwaa's situation first." Arrazi stroked the mother's back.

Arrazi sat on the chair next to the bed that his mother had occupied.

"Razi check first. Sorry yes."

After asking for permission, Arrazi checked the situation of his brother-in-law. He checked Arwaa's blood pressure and heart rate.

"Still dizzy?" It was a question that only Arwaa could handle.

"The blood pressure is still low. But overall the situation has been fine, just wait a few days until it is completely recovered, and the wound on the face only needs to be smeared ointment only."

"Thank you for that."

Arrazi smiled at the heartfelt thanks.

"Yes just the same. But do not forget to convey gratitude mbak same brother Atta also because he is the most worried when he got news about the state of mbak from bi Inah."

Arwaa fell silent, almost forgetting that she fainted from being slapped by Aldair.

He looked at every corner of the room he was in at the moment.

Hanna's Room...

Arwaa breathed a sigh of relief realizing that she had been freed from the husband's golden cage.

"Mbak don't be afraid. Mom's at Mom and Dad's." Arrazi said catching fear in the eyes of her sister-in-law.

Arrazi turned his head when Uncle Jhonny patted him on the shoulder.

"I'll excuse you, ma'am."

Arrazi nodded before stepping out of the room.

There was only himself and Uncle Jhonny in a pink room full of cute dolls of the room owner.

They looked at each other until Arwaa's eyes began to condense, she cried sobbing.

Uncle Jhonny kept holding Arwaa's hand and stroking her hair. Calm the girl from her late brother.

"St! Don't cry too much, you'll be exhausted and slow down your recovery."

Jhonny's uncle wiped Arwaa's tears with his finger.

"We have to go to Canada soon." The next thing made Arwaa go silent for a moment.

"Eye..."

"Don't say anything, baby. It's for your own good too, Uncle doesn't want yesterday's events to happen to you again. We all don't know what that guy's gonna do in the future. Uncle talked about this with your husband's family, and they agreed to this decision."

Arwaa just nodded slowly, although her heart felt heavy to leave the family who had been doting on her sincerely, but she could not show fear every time the shadow of her husband came.

That's why he doesn't care about Aldair anymore. She would still go with her uncle, with or without her husband's permission. Given how Aldair's treatment hurt him because he was eaten by the lies of the cunning woman he loved.

***

It has been almost a week Aldair stay at the hospital to accompany Fani who had given birth to her daughter. Yes, his daughter, his lover gave birth to a daughter who had made Aldair remember the words Arwaa had spoken to him.

But he dismissed all those worries. No matter the daughter is a child outside the marriage because for him the tiny baby who is in the incubator is his child, his flesh and blood, the fruit of his love with the lover of the heart.

During that time also Aldair did not ask the state of his wife who he had hurt the household assistants. He was too angry to give his care to the wife who had made her lover give birth prematurely.

That's why he doesn't know that Arwaa has been away from her life two days ago.

True, when Arwaa has been declared recovered by her sister-in-law, Arwaa immediately left for Canada with Uncle Jhonny to start a new life with the family of the late mother.

For this reason Uncle Jhonny told the address of the residence of the Dodger family in Canada so that the little girl who called herself 'Grandpa' could visit them. But of course on condition of not informing Aldair of Arwaa's whereabouts.

***

Aldair ran his car slowly as if reluctant to go to the house where the wife should be.

Today Fani and her daughter have been allowed to go home because after she delivered her lover, she intends to meet Arwaa to hold her accountable for the actions done against Fani.

No, he will not beat his wife as a liability but he will force Arwaa to accept her polygamy and bring her to propose to Fani.

Aldair admits he is cruel but thinks it is balanced by the pain his lover has suffered for what Arwaa has done.

He parked his car carelessly. It didn't matter when the guards he worked for looked nervous. He was already impatient to meet Arwaa and ask his wife to take responsibility.

Bi Inah and bi Yayu lowered their heads as the master passed them and walked towards the second floor, the room where Arwaa should be.

But not for a while...

'BRAK'

I heard the door of the room shut hard.

Aldair went down the stairs in a hurry, his breathing gasped, his face was flushed red, and his hands clenched in anger.

"Where is that woman?" Aldair asked his two domestic assistants.

"A.anu sir..."

"ANSWER CLEARLY!!" Bentak Aldair makes bi Inah and bi Yayu jerked.

"Mr Attalaric and Mr. Jhonny came here to help Mr. Arwaa."

Hearing his brother's name, Aldair immediately left with anger that culminated in his family home.

***

"FUCKING CATALARIC! WHERE'RE YOU?!"

Aldair walked into his parents' house without greeting. He even shouted the name Attalaric without politeness. He was angry with his brother for taking Arwaa away from his house.

"Astaghfirullah Al what's wrong with you, come and shout like that?"

Hayya maam emerged from the kitchen in panic after hearing Aldair's scream.

"Where is that man, ma'am? WHERE'S THAT FUCKING GUY MOMMY!!"

Hayya's mother covered her mouth in disbelief because Aldair had a heart that screamed at her, which was none other than her own mother.

'PRANG'

Aldair was shocked when a sizable urn broke near his feet. He looked towards the living room and found the father glinting angrily looking at him sharply.

"DARE YOU YELL AT YOUR MOTHER?!!" Frightened Pak Ahmad by holding his chest.

Bu Hayya who saw the state of the husband immediately approached Mr. Ahmad and calmed the middle-aged man so as not to lose control, feared his illness would recur.

Especially now that there are only two of them at home, because Attalaric is in the company to clean up the mess that Aldair made, and Arrazi at the hospital, while Hanna, who is, the little girl was in a paud school delivered by the assistant household Arsawijaya family.

Aldair looked at his father no less sharply.

"Tell me dad, where's Arwaa?!" Tanya Aldair growled.

"He's gone." Pak Ahmad replied coldly, the situation was a little calmer because of the existence of the wife beside him.

"I'm her husband. He can't leave without my permission!!"

"Suami said?" Ask Ma Hayya.

The middle-aged woman lowered her head for a moment before moving her legs closer to the child.

"Suami said?" Ask again in an emphasized tone.

'PLAQUE'

"DOES A HUSBAND DO THIS TO HIS OWN WIFE!!"

Aldair closed his eyes feeling the pain from the mother's slap that reached into his heart.

"Mom must stop defending the daughter-in-law whom I said to the shalihah!"

Slowly Aldair raised his head and looked at his mother.

"Originally you know, mother's daughter-in-law even to the extent that the heart encourages women who are embracing..."

'PLAQUE'

Aldair gaped in disbelief, the mother could slap him even twice just because of his fucking wife.

"What people say, love is blind. Yes, you are really blind. To the point of not hearing an explanation of what happened in your house at that time because it was consumed by the vile slander of your bastard woman,"

"Free father and mother teach you the science of religion and send you high if in the end you can only be a husband and child who is ungodly in defense of women who are not your mahram,"

"If you still think that it was Arwaa who made the bastard give birth prematurely, then try to listen to the explanations of the guards and assistants of your household who were at that time on the scene. And don't forget to check the cctv you put in every corner of the house to monitor your wife's movements if you want to be more sure about what's going on."

Hayya's mother turned towards her husband regardless of the injured child for her words.

"And one more thing, send a letter of resignation to the company, you're not fit to be a leader of the workers there after the last few months of giving your job responsibilities to Bima, your assistant. Ah the last one..."

Ma Hayya turned her head slightly and looked at Aldair from the corner of her eyes.

"Make your own new family with that bastard, because our family does not want to have a bond with someone who can't even respect his wife and parents, especially if he is an adulteress."

"Mom.." said Mr. Ahmad.

Ma Hayya knew that what she said was excessive, but what she wanted to say, she was too disappointed, and heartbroken over all that her beloved son had done.

Aldair squeezed his chest feeling the tightness that filled the recesses of the heart. Maybe if the father said it all, it would not be this sad, but he had to hear it from the mouth of the mother, the woman who gave birth to him.

Unknowingly her tears trickled away from her mother and father from her eyes.

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