Trapped In Love In Pesantren

Chapter 68's

"I want to go to the pesantren, Om. If necessary, I want to go to Saudi Arabia" Dhika said.

"You serious, son? Your father knows about this desire of yours?" tanya Raihan did not display the look of his shocked face.

"Yes, Om. What father cares about my life. I did nothing unheeded. Eating it, I want to be free and want to be away from it. Who knows, I'm starting to change" explained Dhika.

"Alright, Son. We'll help you. But first, we'll say yes, to your father?"

"Please, Om. Again, sorry for the noise I made. I also want to apologize for Tiara's miscarriage, one of which was none other than me" said Dhika honestly.

"Astaghfiullah!" sandra spontaneously said that.

Honestly, Sandra no longer respect the young man in front of her, but because her husband is still being kind, then Sandra followed along even though her heart is currently so hurt by Dhika's confession.

"I will never forgive you!" tiara said loudly while staring intently at Dhika.

"Honey.." reprimanded Joseph who immediately calmed his wife and rubbed her back gently.

"I'm sorry, Tiara. Sorry!" now, Dhika is rushing down the Tiara gurney while bowing her fist.

"You evil Dhika! You're evil! You killed my son!" tiara jolted again with emotions that continued to dominate her psyche at this moment.

Yes, however, Tiara fell down at that moment because someone nudged her, so her head and stomach were hit very hard there.

"Dear, stop. Forgive Dhika." said Yusuf trying to give his wife a hand.

"But, Mas. Hiks," Tiara was still upset with the loss of her baby that she had not had time to feel even though for a moment because yes, she was completely unaware of her pregnancy.

"Honey, Allah is Forgiving. When we His servants do not want to forgive anyway? Never mind, forgive Dhika, will you?" Joseph grabbed his wife by rubbing her cheek, then gently wiped every tear that dripped his face.

"alright. But, never again appear before me, Dhika. I don't want to see you again!" said Tiara, who turned her face to her husband, and cried there with a still heartbreaking cry for anyone who heard her.

"Alright, Tiara. I'm not going to see you again. May you always be happy with your life. My best prayer, always be with me,"

Now Dhika leaves the room with a lethargic face and certainly looks battered.

No wonder, the gazes of people who glanced at him also felt strange because Dhika was like a person who had been gang-raped by a mass so that he looked bonyoknya.

"****!! Why did I suddenly become a madman like this??" he muttered while kicking the can that was in front of him.

Now he is calming himself in the park in the hospital.

"Om" said the child from the front. He appears to approach Dhika with a smile and holds her doll.

"Oms. Why is Om's face battered?" reprimand the little boy again by using Indonesian.

"You're not here, Dek?" it seemed that Dhika was starting to get used to her interactions with others.

Yes, all this time he was famous for being stiff, never getting along and also always said to be cute. So, just to socialize like this she needs a strong drive to start.

The adorable little girl shook her head, "No, Om. I'm taking my brother for treatment here. She married a Turk a year ago and now my sister is pregnant."

Regardless of what feelings hit him, Dhika's heart suddenly felt like someone squeezed it very strongly. He recalled, because of his crazy behavior, he killed an innocent fetus, due to his obsession with a woman.

"Omm?" it looked as if the little girl was reprimanding Dhika who was now sobbing and shed her tears.

"Om crying?" ask again.

Immediately Dhika took the girl into her arms. And the little girl spontaneously rubbed gently on Dhika's vibrating back.

"Oms. Must have a problem, huh? The strong yes, Om. Remember, God does not burden a person unless he is able to deal with it. That is, Om was chosen to undergo a test from God. No matter what burden you bear, God willing will feel light if you involve God in it. So, it's Om don't cry anymore. Treat the wound immediately, Om. Shame on you, Om is big. Time is still often quarrelling until battered," said the little girl at length.

Dhika was comforted by the girl's babbling until she unconsciously laughed to herself and finally stopped her crying.

"Thank you, Deck. God willing, Om will be strong to face this. I won't fight anymore, though. Surely Om will treat the wound as soon as possible," said Dhika with a smile.

"Well, that's dong, Om. Well, if I'm big. I want to be a wife, Mom. You see, Om handsome anyway," he chanted again and it again made Dhika laugh more widely.

"Indeed, how old are you? Do you know things like that?" Dhika also responded to the girl's babble.

"I'm going to go up to second grade at SD, Om. It's Indonesian, right? Who knows, one day, we'll see each other again, if I'm big," somehow, Dhika gets more and more anxious listening to the girl's babbling.

"You who are diligent in learning, do not take care of the first problem of romance. A small. All right, Om will be waiting for you. Hopefully yes, we will meet again, if even if it is a match," Dhika laughs amusedly listening to her own words, while the little girl is more satisfied to tease the adult man in front of her.

"Eh, Om. Yes, Tania went to my sister's room. Later expected crossbreed for kidnapped Om-om here. Dad, Om. I hope to see you again someday,"

The little girl did not hesitate to kiss Dhika's cheeks in turn. It makes Dhika shake his head made.

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Unlike the state of the couple who are currently still at home in the hospital room. Yes, their parents chose to visit the company, because Tiara was hospitalized and Joseph had to take care of her.

So, Raihan also would not want to handle it at this time. Moreover, he also happens to be in Turkey. So, the task of his daughter-in-law will be cancel first, considering that his daughter Tiara currently still needs a caress from her husband.

"Still, Mas. Emh,.." - Tiara glanced at her husband.

"Why?" ask Yusuf.

"Mas. That's television, can't it?" tiara asked curiously.

"Could. You wanna watch?" Tiara was enthusiastic and immediately nodded her head.

"Judek. It's real now, huh?" Joseph immediately turned on the television in the VIP room.

Understandably, VIP rooms in hospitals are indeed commonplace as facilities in them. In addition, in the room as well, we can see the beautiful view of the Turkish state from the balcony side of his room.

"Mas, can't you watch Drakor?" pinta Tiara with her face pupe eyes. This made Joseph unable to dodge and finally obey his wife's wishes.

"One episode, really. Hehe, cool acquired. Thanks to my husband," one kiss made Joseph salting.

"This ain't no fucking scene, is it?" joseph said ensuring.

"Why indeed? Have we never practiced, have we?" tiara Goda while nudging her husband's waist.

"Isa. If so, it mending us practice just watch," replied Joseph sebal.

"Yeeeeee. Kali. I want to watch a revenge drama called The Glory. That's a beautiful drama actress named Song Hye Kyo,"

"Oh.... Kirain," they were seen drifting to watch the television while lying down and hugging each other in the position of Joseph behind Tiara.

"Mas. Oh, gereget!" said Tiara was anxious herself and she pinched her husband's cheek instead.

"Well, I'm the one he tortured. Angered by the producer," said Yusuf who was holding his cheek because it felt red.

"Ah, make the blood rise. Keji once schoolgirl ngebully his own temen until his. There's no morality!" sumput Tiara while throwing a pillow in the safe.

"Oh, watching the others. Don't do this, you yourself are too troubled" Joseph proposed.

"Hem, it's jude. I want to watch something romantic" Tiara said, pressing the remote to be replaced by another broadcast.

Understandably, the hospital provides internet for live streaming when there are patients or their families who want to watch television. So, a kind of Neftlix can be easily accessed, because the rumab sick has facilitated it.

"Hem, mending romantic-romantic directly aja same husband himself. He was even more bitter, "Joseph went up and down, and at once he immediately grabbed his wife's body, and then****** his lips softly and full of appreciation.

"Mas, I want to," said Tiara who had been lured because of her perverted husband's treatment.

"Hem, sure? Mas now do not bring safety or pregnancy pills, you know," said Yusuf hesitated.

"Father. Later you play it safe, don't throw it inside,"

Eventually, the heat ensued. Yes, fortunately they have locked the door of the room so that no one bothers the two people who are exchanging sweat.

"Mas! Ko di dalem," protest Tiara. After 30 minutes of fighting the sweat, they had ended the activity.

"Hehe, Mas forgetfulness. Well, how dong," replied Yusuf cengengesan.

"Hem, that's it. Can you get out of the hospital tomorrow? I don't feel right here" whined Tiara.

"Yes, honey. Tomorrow we continue the travel agenda. Are you really healthy?"

"Udahlah. If not, why are we just playing night sports,"

"Hehe, my wife is getting better," they finally sleep and embrace each other.

The cup!

"Ish, are you getting worse with your husband?" yusuf said as he tickled Tiara's stomach.

"Forget, Mas. My mother is gemes with you. Suppose you didn't come soon, I don't know, what my fate would be like in the future. Sorry this helpless me yes," said Tiara feeling guilty.

"Of course, forget. May Dhika really want to move and turn into a better person," hoped Yusuf.

"Mas!"

"Yes?"

"Tomorrow at three o'clock in the morning I want to wake up for tahajud prayers. You must be awake, right? I'm taking a bath now" said the spoiled Tiara.

"Yes. Mas also want to hug gini aja, let tomorrow we take a bath together," said Yusuf while swiping his wife's cheeks.

"Yeay, the most modus!" they smiled together and lulled in warm arms with each other.

Fortunately, that night they had performed the isya's prayer service so that they also stayed great hadats in the morning and allowed themselves to rest for a while with a shahdu atmosphere and so calm the hearts of both.

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