Trapped by a Love Vow

Chapter 25. Shahila Becomes Hilya

Shahila lived her life as Hilya in the village of mak Ijum. He's at lunch.

But the shadow of Rendra who drowned the woman's chest always flashed in her mind, making her heart hurt again. She continues to eat it, for the sake of intake for the baby, even though her tears are pouring out.

Mak Ijum is an old widow who takes care of a granddaughter named Fatma. Fatma is currently in 12th grade High School.

"Have you eaten mak?" Sapa Shahila's.

Mak Ijum just replied with a smile, and nodded. Syahila just remembered, if mak Ijum did not have a search, the house he rented was because he needed money to pay for Fatma school.

Shahila went back to the kitchen, took the eggs and instant noodles she bought, and she took them all out. And then handed it to Fatma.

"Fatma, here, this is bring, because I bought it excess." cried Syahila, he handed over the noodles and eggs that he brought from his kitchen.

"False Brother Hilya" said Fatma.

After Shahila returned to the house, Fatma immediately ran to her kitchen to cook, because she and her grandmother had not eaten.

Syahila pondered in her room, she missed Rendra very much, but Rendra's lies hurt her heart, again Syahila's tears dripped down her cheeks

"Okay dear .. mommy won't cry for you." Guman Shahila's. He laid his body to take a nap.

****

Since the arrival of Shahila, Ijum has been very happy.

"It looks like Hilya's a rich man" Fatma said.

"People are rich or not, but Neng Hilya is a very good personal tea." exclaimed Ijum.

"Since the arrival of the ka Hilya, we have never starved again" exclaimed Fatma.

"Yes, but but grandma is not good, because ka Hilya always help us," said Ijum.

"Maybe Hilya deliberately came to the corners of the village to help people like us" said Fatma.

" Maybe I'm a son." said Ijum, confirming his grandson's words.

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In the town of Effan devised a plan to find Shahila. Rendra only heard all the effan instructions to all his subordinates.

"Let me go look for Fan." Pinta Rendra.

"No need sir... You fokos just work." said Effan.

"I can't work Fan, my thoughts are only Shahila and our baby." Javan Rendra. His face looked disheveled and apprehensive.

"If you don't take care of the work, then how do we find the mistress? Are you willing to let your wife and children live in distress, because a Rendra collapsed his own business." exclaimed Effan.

"Well Fan, I'm a working fokos, you're looking for Shahila." Rendra was excited.

Rendra went home, the physical and mental pressure was so heavy. He went into Shahila's room and lay down in Shahila's room.

"Where are you? I miss you, baby, you are so good at disappearing. I hope you can find it soon." said Rendra. Rendra drowned remembering her happy memories with Shahila in the room. His tired eyes were closed.

***

The village.

Shahila who changed her name to Hilya, she lived a life like her old age, she still remembers like this exactly the house of the father before. Shahila daydream stopped when he saw Fatma mak Ijum's grandson sitting alone on the porch of the house.

"What are you, Fatma?" sapa Syahila's.

"What sis, just enjoy the view of the afternoon "sahut Fatma.

"Can I join?"

"Come here, brother," cried Fatma as she patted the chair beside her. Shahila sat beside Fatma.

"Kaka ... Why did you get to this village?" Ask Fatma.

"Where's suami kaka? " Task Fatma.

"Suami kaka is busy, she often moves errands," Shahila answered the question while carving a small smile on her face.

"Do you have a cell phone?"

"Not having." replied Shahila.

"How many months is kaka?" Ask Fatma again, while placing a condition on Shahila's stomach

"Road 5 months."

"Eeh ... on collecting here?" Sapa Ijum's. He also sat down to join Shahila and Fatma.

"Son Hilya .. how? what's it like to live in my mom's shack?" Ask Ijum.

"Absolutely mother, this is more than enough, from a small as well as I the same late father lived in a rented, even smaller than this." said Syahila

"Oh, thank God, mak think son Hilya used to live in a gedong house." exclaimed Ijum.

A neighbor of Ijum approached them with ears who were sitting relaxed. "Sir, everyone, tonight ba'da isya to my house yes.., I give thanks, all with neng Hilya as well" he said.

"Yes ma'am, we try to come." replied Ijum.

Shahila really feels comfortable here.

"Mak .. Can Hilya ask for help?"

"What help son Hilya?" ask Ijum.

"Mr ... Hilya is pregnant, it feels difficult and heavy to move freely, let alone cook. Hilya can you ask for help? Hilya wants, what kind of cooking and hilya shopping mom?" Ask Syahila.

"But mak is not good at cooking neng." said Ijum

"There is nothing atuh mak, which is important mateng and can be eaten." said Shahila.

"The wall in the kitchen is open, so we can eat together." Pinta Syahila. Mak ijum agrees.

"Sorry yes, instead of Hilya commanding mother, but mak or Fatma who shopping yes .." pinta Syahila while thrusting money.

"Make our meal with mak." said Syahila so gently.

"Son Hilya, how does the money keep going?" Ask Ijum.

"I'm makkk!" shahila.

Momentarily mak Ijum silenced.

"Handering makkk, all of this is the result of selling my father's legacy mak." said Syahila.

Mak Ijum shook his head to hear the joke of Shahila just now.

***

After the ba'da Isya, Shahila, Fatma and Ijum walked together towards the place of worship of their neighbors. Shahila was welcomed by all citizens, he also introduced himself as Hilya.

**

In the city ...

Rendra deliberately busy himself with all his work, so that his heart can momentarily forget Syahila because of the focus on his work.

Effan was very angry, he seemed to give up, because all his efforts to find Shahila were fruitless.

"It's the first time I can't do my job." ringis Effan leaned on Monica.

"Dearly, you have tried everything you can, let's rest first, let the spirit to continue the task." exclaimed Monica. Effan rested his body, closing his eyes.