
There was news that Jafar and Alma were married, where it was right in front of the body of Aunt Maryam, Alma continued. Mardiyah is fine, no more problems. Because of the beginning, he was willing to take anything. But never take Umma Sarah from him.
^^^Happy for your marriage to Jafar, Alma^^^
The days passed again. After resolving Jafar and Alma's problems with Azizah, the son of Ustadz Hasan and Bibi Hasna. Mardiyah did not hear any bad news, her closeness with Lutfan also improved.
Arriving at moments he could never have imagined. In fact he never thought that something like this would happen to Lutfan. Brother, yes. The foster sister who was about to become her husband, was suddenly entering the hospital. The hospital found Lutfan unconscious due to a single accident, and Mardiyah never finished thinking. How can Lutfan who usually uses a driver suddenly leave alone?
The day Lutfan woke up. The doctor stated the paralysis on both legs of Lutfan, that the man full of jokes and laughter, will not be able to walk, whether at the appointed time.
Be ill.
Um Sarah was crying, moments like this she could see. Umma Sarah's hidden affection for Lutfan, her son.
"May ..."
"Yes, Umma?"
Mardiyah's right hand was tightly held. "You ... may, to break this match, son. Umma knows, there will never be a woman who wants to marry paralyzed."
Deciding matchmaking? Meanin? Mardiyah shook her head, this is not true. Why when a mother tries to keep her daughter-in-law in the worst moments of the child. Um Sarah being like this? Umma.
"Umma, this marriage will continue. Mardi ..." He lowered. "Will ... keep Lutfan for Umma."
"Thus ... Umma, can Umma talk to Lutfan?" Mardiyah sighed softly. "So this marriage is accelerating."
Mardiyah looked up when she heard nothing from Umma Sarah.
"Yes. Yes, Son. Umma will tell Lutfan." Umma Sarah looks up at the wall clock. "Mardiyah, would you like to come with Umma to Nak's hospital?"
"You, Umma."
...🌺...
Mardiyah already understood very well, that Lutfan would reject her desire, to be married as soon as possible. But with Kiai Bashir, Mardiyah was sure to refuse even, Lutfan would not be able to. Let's just say that Mardiyah used her, because her heart felt weak when she saw Umma Sarah crying.
Umma Sarah's life is Lutfan. His life was Umma Sarah. Giving up to make her mother happy is a choice she has decided to make.
There is no compulsion.
He is willing.
"Grandfather, Lutfan does not want to," said Lutfan weak.
Mardiyah who was sitting on the right side of the sofa could only stare at Lutfan from a distance, visible wounds on the side of the man's face from the jaw, and cheeks there were scratches. Can't bear to see this.
"You're going against your Abu's trust, Le?"
Lutfan looked at Kiai Bashir. "Sir, Lutfan wants to talk to Mardiyah. No need to close the door, Grandpa, Umma just like everyone else can see from the outside."
Kiai Bashir agreed, Mardiyah approached Lutfan who was sitting in the gurney standing on the right side.
"Never accept this marriage" said Lutfan.
Mardiyah was silent for a moment. Again he could have guessed, that Lutfan would say this. This man in front of her, would never approve of marriage all of a sudden.
"Why? Why can't I accept this marriage? What right do you have to forbid me, Lutfan?" mardiyah.
Lutfan who was sitting down in the gurney, looked up at Mardiyah sharply. "So you're willing? Negotiate the rest of your life to take care of disabled people like me, Mar?"
"The handicapped?" Mardiyah avoided Lutfan's gaze. "The person you call yourself, Lutfan."
Lutfan murmured, "Lo spoke as if you were my wife, Mar."
"You refused yourself" said Mardiyah, then turned to step out of Lutfan's room.
Kiai Bashir and Umma Sarah return. While Mardiyah chose to wait outside, the reason for buying food in the canteen.
"Generic ..."
"Falem, Umma?"
Lutfan's right hand is held by Umma Sarah. "Please get married, son. Mardiyah told Umma herself that she wanted to marry you."
Lutfan. People will never know the sadness that surrounds her whole heart, the loss of Abi and her circumstances like this really do hurt. Moreover, it should see Umma crying and begging like this.
In his view, Mardiyah was only merciful. There was no intention in her heart to take care of her, other than Umma. Lutfan knows everything, especially now that he has to be a useless man.
Inconveniencing.
What is the reason if not to make her happy? So Mardiyah wants to accelerate this marriage.
God fucking.
Can't Mardiyah see with her eyes? That taking care of the sick is both annoying and boring. Is he willing to spend the rest of his life just for this useless thing?
"Generic ..."
Lutfan said, "Umma, Lutfan does not want to. Is Umma not aware ... if Mardiyah accepts this marriage because Umma asked?
"Oh my God, son. It's not Umma who asked."
Lutfan stared straight at the still-on television. "Umma is aware of that? Mardiyah is dear to Umma ..."
Suddenly the Lutfan netra glazed over. I have often said that men do not deserve to cry. But his heart is weak.
Everything hurts.
"He can do anything for Umma. Threaten disabled people for life even he--"
Lutfan says, "Lutfan! Oh, my God, son. How can you think of that. Istighfar. You can heal. Don't think badly of Mardiyah either."
Seen Kiai Bashir was approaching, his hands raised rubbing the tops of the head of the grandson. "Le, gramps. Do you think Mardiyah is pretending to be nice anyway?"
Lutfan.
"You know Mardiyah from childhood, Le. He's your brother. Now, being your wife, what's the problem? Grandpa didn't know how Mardiyah was, but in Grandpa's view. Mardiyah is good, she loved you when you were a kid. Are you inget?"
Lutfan nodded again. "If Umma loves him. Why not become Mardiyah Lutfan's sister, Kek? If the fall is complicated, Cake. Lutfan does not want to make a marriage that Mardiyah herself does not want to live."
"Forced what, son?" Umm Sarah shed tears. "How many times Umma said, if Mardiyah herself would. Even on the day you are declared paralyzed. Umma immediately told Mardiyah that she could break this marriage. Umma didn't ask her to marry you ..."
"Because ... because Umma knows, son .. no woman wants to marry paralyzed."
Isakan Umma Sarah sounded heartbreaking. Lutfan's sick. Lutfan couldn't bear it, until he looked down at the blanket.
"Umma does not mean, Son ... Is it hard to marry Mardiyah? Is it hard to fulfill your mandate, son?" Lutfan suddenly shook his head. "If that's Umma please .. get married, son."
"Yes." Yeah." Lutfan said three seconds later, "Umma don't cry. Sorry Lutfan."