Three Years Different

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About four in the morning. Mardiyah felt her body move, and called her name. When he opened his eyes, it turned out that Abhimata woke himself and also Lutfan who was still sleeping on the side, sleeping in a sitting position.

"Lut, Lutfan," said Abhimana who shook Lutfan's body. Until the master wakes up. "awake. Ooh, comeon!"

"Oh ..." Lutfan half-consciously nodded. "Yes-yes. I clean up for a second."

Seeing Abhimana helps Lutfan enter the bathroom. Mardiyah looked at Abhimata.

"I call the nurse, sister."

"Yes. Thank you, Abhimata."

Their heart's intention is to pray in the nearest mosque. But it turned out to be raining more and more, and the umbrella still did not reach the hospital room Mardiyah. Until Abhimata decided to pray together in this nursery only, with in-imami by Lutfan.

At the end of the greeting, each one said a do'a. Meanwhile, Mardiyah looked silently from behind. In his gaze one by one the backs of every man who was in front. As his heart rippled, he felt that ... This is what family is called? Seeing Lutfan, with Abhimana and Abhimata getting along, makes her feel ungodly.

May Allah grant all their do'a, the inner Mardiyah.

Each one of them is over. Mardiyah saw Lutfan turn around, and pushed the wheelchair over to her. Then when he was right next to him, Lutfan thrust his right hand.

"What?"

Lutfan glanced at his hand. "Congratulations."

"O-oh yeah." Mardiyah took Lutfan's hand and peeked briefly right at the back of the hand. "Sorry, I forgot."

Lutfan stared straight. "You may forget. And usually you used to be the nawarin."

His name has also not prayed for a long time. Teach me to forget? inner Mardiyah with a bowed shame. "Sorry."

"Enough, dong. No need to be friendly in front of singles. Not good this, not worth an example," said Aldo who had finished folding the prayer mat. "Where does it look really show off. It's halal."

"What the fuck! Yes, marry there! Where am I friendly?" Lutfan looks sewot. "People are just salim. I have no intention of showing off."

When Aldo was about to speak. Abhimana first opened his mouth. "Lo is single, Do. I am not. I have a plan--"

"What plan? Dating plans?" Aldo put on an upset face, taking a seat on the sofa. "People can not be single if married. The status of the relationship does not include. Non-halal."

"The ant!"

Lutfan, Abhimata and Aldo laughed when they saw Abhimana. While Mardiyah only smiled thinly while closing her mouth.

"Lo should have read it too, Do." Abhimana stared at Aldo. "Inget, age. It is time to support the children of people. Do not look not good ditu dong, not lo work at the outlet Lutfan. I'm sure you have to go to someone's kids."

"Please lo! Anjir, don't bring my soul mate!" sewot Aldo's.

The afternoon is exactly one o'clock. Manggala, Gautama and Gumira were seen entering Mardiyah's hospital room. Lutfan who had just returned from the Mosque quickly asked Abhimana to push his wheelchair even faster.

"Propsy. Then there's Om Gumira. No way Om Gumira told him why." Abhimana looked at Abhimata for a moment. "We wait outside. Maybe there's something important they want to talk about."

What important thing? All the important things related to Mardiyah, I must know, the mind of Lutfan who looked up, looking intently at Abhimana. "Mardiyah's my wife. If there's anything with him, you want responsibility?"

"Crazy .. you think he's not my family?" Abhimana. "He's my Brother. How could I have let him go, huh? Lo sewot really! Luckily I---"

"Silent. Let's just wait. As long as there is no discussion about him. We don't have to interfere, Lut," Abhimata said clearly.

Hearing the name given by Manggala Adiwangsa called, spontaneous Mardiyah looking for the direction of the sound. Mr Manggala? his inner self with a hand that suddenly shook, involuntarily squeezing the strong sheets, he was still afraid. Honestly to meet him again, his feelings are still not able. Remembering ... he was the one who .. caused the severe bleeding that happened to him.

"So, are you pregnant?"

He's already dead. You are too late to ask, the inner Mardiyah is still not opening her mouth.

"She miscarried, Pa," said Gautama.

Manggala was seen approaching, sitting right next to the gurney chair. "That's your fault. Why not talk to your Grandpa or your Dad? Even you refuse to check the date of your last period and the intimate relationship you had with Bashir's grandson."

Mardiyah still did not open her voice.

"Pa, don't be too rude" said Gumira.

I heard breath. "What happened to Grandpa's family. Both Grandpa's grandchildren were mainly Abhimana and Abhimata. They're defending a bastard like you, Mahika. They said you are his brother. They say hurting you is a mistake. Though Grandfather has no intention of hurting you at all, if only you were to comply."

"Pa, enough," said Gumira who began to look at Mardiyah. "Son, is your stomach getting better?"

"Slightly," said Mardiyah.

Gumira's approaching. "Om check it out for a second, pa-pa?"

Mardiyah nodded, letting Gumira examine her for a moment. After a few seconds, Gumira separated the distance.

"It."

"When can I go home?"

Gautama said, "While here alone, until you have fully recovered, son. And Gumira, don't let him go home before he really gets better."

Gumira. "As your father said. Better stay here till you recover, son."

Mardiyah fell silent and lowered her head.

But suddenly a map of green paper, in which there is a white sheet of paper handed over to Mardiyah by Manggala. "Know what are you?"

Mardiyah was silent.

"The letter of divorce suit," continued Manggala who took the piece of paper, and lifted it right in front of Mardiyah. "Available signature?"

Mardiyah looked up, looking at Manggala.

"Or ... want Grandpa to just tear this lawsuit?"

Deg.

Rips? inner Mardiyah.

Manggala's gaze suddenly changed. Like a deep sadness that Mardiyah never expected. "What do you mean Sir--"

"Grandfather will tear this up. On one condition ..."

Whahuh? the silent Mardiyah looked at the Grandfather.

" ... remain part of the Adiwangsa family" Manggala said.