Three Years Different

47: The Only Way

Manggala, Gautama, and Gumira left the orphanage with all the hubris. It left a wound in the heart of Kiai Bashir, Umm Sarah and clearly on Mardiyah. The desired family meeting to end is fine, in fact not. Despite being a sidekick, Kiai Bashir does not allow the Manggala to set up. Because the blood of Adiwangsa is like this, it will never lose or succumb.

Kiai Bashir has surrendered.

All have been handed back to Lutfan. Because what is entitled to Mardiyah is Lutfan. Everything has been set, but if making Mardiyah as a family is a mistake. It seems that it should be let go. Although later Lutfan chose to hold back, Kiai Bashir could not help anymore.

"Umma, sorry."

Umm Sarah shook her head, in the rubbing of Mardiyah's back in her arms. "You're not wrong, son."

Mardiyah hush.

"Where is Lutfan?"

Mardiyah replied, "In the room. Mardiyah told Lutfan to rest, Umma."

The love he had for Mardiyah was on par with Lutfan. For little Sailari, Mardiyah had become his son, he lived and he was taught so sincerely without strings attached. But why did Manggala suddenly come? Then ask for all the details of the cost of his true affection to Mardiyah until now?

Umma love you, son. If you have to go, you have to live with your family. Not the pa-pa. But please ... do not leave Lutfan alone, inner Umm Sarah with tears flowing unconsciously. All insults to Lutfan he aborted, he did not want to remember. What Manggala says is true. Um Sarah can't dodge.

"Nrank ..."

"Yes?"

Mardiyah said, "Mardiyah lied."

"liying? Lying about what?"

With Umma Sarah. Mardiyah bit her lower lip, and said softly, "Mardiyah hasn't done that with Lutfan."

"Bashir's."

Bashir looked straight at Manggala.

"I'll wait one to two weeks. Or if possible, even once a month. I just need to make sure that my granddaughter is not pregnant" Manggala said.

Umm Sarah closed her net for a moment. He sighed softly, when he heard the fact that Mardiyah and Lutfan had not had intercourse. "Why are you lying, son?"

"Mardiyah did not want them to be arbitrary Umma. Mardiyah doesn't want to be a part of them. Mardiyah's family was Umma and Lutfan no one else," explained Mardiyah.

Umma Sarah was silent for a moment. "Sir Manggala said he would come again, son."

"Mardiyah knows, Umma."

Swabs on Mardiyah's head and back, Umm Sarah stop. "Mar ..."

"Yes, Umma?"

"Just do that with Lutfan, son." Umma Sarah paused. "Umma doesn't intend your meaning. But if you really still want to live with Lutfan and Umma. Then get pregnant, son. That's the only way, so Mr. Manggala does not keep you away from Umma and Lutfan."

Mardiyah.

"Umma knows. The child is not that easy in your womb. But ... With you and Lutfan who have been trying Umma sure, soon. There will soon be" added Umma Sarah.

Mardiyah sighed softly. He never thought it would end like this. He knew, if pregnant Mr. Manggala would feel a little pity to keep him from Lutfan. Should she force her husband? Lutfan seemed to refuse, he had tried to invite. I don't even hesitate to say I want to have a baby.

"Mardiyah is still menstruating, Umma."

"After menstruation, it must be fertile time, son. That's good news, you can get pregnant soon."

Mardiyah nodded and took off the decapitation. Then the netraya looked at Umm Sarah who was seen rubbing both of her cheeks.

"Umma." Mardiyah's three-second pause again said, "Until anytime. Mardiyah will never leave Umma. Mardiyah loves Umma."

"You'd better talk this out to Lutfan, son." A thin smile Umma Sarah showed. "Umma no problem you leave Umma. But Umma will be sick many times, if you and Lutfan separate. Umma knows .. This marriage is trust. Yes ... as Mr. Manggala said, if in fact this marriage is indeed detrimental to you and-"

Mardiyah shook her head, spontaneously touching the hand of Umma Sarah. "For Allah's sake, Umma. Who feels lost, right? Mardiyah didn't understand that at all."

"Lutfan is now Mardiyah's husband. Until at any time, the person entitled to Mardiyah is only Lutfan. And Mardiyah will never leave Lutfan," continued Mardiyah.

Umma Sarah nodded.

When I go back to the room. Lutfan was asleep, Mardiyah sat on the edge of the bed, her net focused on watching her husband. Never did he think that he and Lutfan would be married. He thought it was impossible.

He believed Umma Sarah would choose a good man. But in fact Umma gave the best treasure, which she conceived and raised to be her current husband. Honestly, he was surprised.

Her right hand, which had been silent, was raised, rubbed her husband's forehead. If indeed getting to know and marry Lutfan was fate, Mardiyah would not mind at all. For his heart sometimes still hesitates to give up his affection and love for others. In addition to Umma Sarah and Lutfan.

"Egm." Mardiyah stopped rubbing. When the netra Lutfan moves and opens. Even his hands that had not had time to descend spontaneously were held tightly by Lutfan. "Lo .. hasn't slept?"

"Not yet."

Mardiyah responded to Netra Lutfan.

"Who did you do?"

"So, go to Umma's room for a moment."

Lutfan. "Mar ..."

"What?"

Lutfan paused by swallowing his saliva. "Lo ... really want us ... ngelakuin it?"

"Yes" said Mardiyah.

Lutfan suddenly changed his position by sitting on the help of Mardiyah. Until the hand of Mardiyah who initially rubbed Lutfan's forehead stopped. The Netra clashed with each other, staring in search of answers from all doubts.

"Gue .. wants. But ..."

Mardiyah waited for Lutfan's next speech.

"But I don't have to believe it, Mar." Lutfan cut off his eye contact. "Gue felt that such things could not be done forcibly, Mar."

Mardiyah said, "But I don't feel compelled, Lutfan."

"No." Lutfan looked up, looking at Mardiyah again. "Lo lied, Mar."

Mardiyah hush.

"Lo under pressure. Lo seemed to only be able to think that the only way out of Mr. Manggala was with you pregnant alone." Lutfan. "Lo can't think of any other solution."

Mardiyah lowered her head, her hands wet, she felt the robe she was still using. "Because that's the only way."

Lutfan.

"Lo doesn't have to get pregnant, nor do we have to treat it under pressure." Netra Lutfan looked at Mardiyah. "Gue can, Mar. I can make them bring you. Because I am your husband. You said yourself, only I am entitled to you. So please ...lo believe me."

Mardiyah nodded with her raised hand rubbing Lutfan's left cheek. "I believe in you. But dealing with Adiwangsa will not be as easy as it is to resolve, Lutfan."

"Where are they trying. They won't make it. If ..." Lutfan looked at Mardiyah who was still down. "Finally, you're still living with me, Mar."