Trying To Be Faithful

Staggering Escape

That patience will surely pay off, whether sooner or later. God's promises will never lie. Those who are patient, God will give.

Lika the twists and turns of Hasna's life, which is silent without resistance, is paid for beauty by the creator. Silence does not mean defeat, but succumbing to avoid useless hostility and debate.

Resisting the pain of being betrayed by a husband. Accepting sincerely when the rights of his son are forcibly taken by others, also accepting despite whatever weight God gives.

It was all paid for with a beautiful wedding gift. No need to be grand, no need to be luxurious, the important thing is to get a sincere and responsible partner on his or her birth and inner happiness.

Accepting everything in Hasna, a mother of three, comes from a simple family from a village. Aren't all of those flaws that not everyone can accept. Moreover, the class of Raden family who incidentally respected and rich families.

Attended by both families, children and close relatives. Friends who were also present offered prayers.

Zahira, Hasna's best friend who since the beginning of the event continued to shed tears. The visible pup continued to wipe away her happy tears. Shaki and Nay are very happy, a smile that never disappears from his face.

Airlangga and Achtia also embrace each other once Hasna and Raden legitimately became husband and wife.

"Thank you, Mom. Thank you for accepting our son as daughter-in-law. Actually I am insecure because you are from the village, we also come from a family that .. yes, it can be said to be very poor."

"Sir, I used to be an ordinary person too. Maybe I can forget where I came from. After all Hasna's a good boy, I believe she can take care of my son. For us parents, isn't the happiness of children more important than anything else?"

Hasna and Raden's parents laughed. They talked a lot after the show was over.

Puput, Airlangga, Akhtia and the other two Hasna children were busy taking pictures. While the two brides were busy receiving congratulations from the invited guests.

"You tired?" asked Raden when he saw Hasna grimacing. His feet hurt from standing for long periods of time.

"My legs are as cramp as they are, Mom."

"Honey here I see."

Hasna sat on the chair, while Raden examined Hasna's leg which was painful. Very slowly, Raden massaged Hasna's legs which he kept above his knees.

"Still sick?"

"Little bit. Mas, it's okay. My leg time you keep on your knees, it's not polite to know."

"It still hurts?" tanya Raden ignored Hasna's words.

"Yes, still."

"The bride was exhausted."

"Eh, Mr. Mahendra. Sorry, sir. It's me-"

"It's okay, Raden. Just continue, it is indeed the duty of a husband to take care of his wife no matter where they are."

Hasna pulled her foot out of Raden's hand. He immediately stood up to greet Mahendra and the family.

"Darling ...."

Hasna shook her head at Raden. Ask him to stand up because a guest is coming.

"So sweet to know, Mba."

"May you also have a sweet husband, yes, Goddess."

"Aamiin's."

"Congratulations, son. Unexpectedly, we who had wanted to be a daughter-in-law and in-laws even became besan," said his mother Dewa.

"What's important is that we're still family, ma'am."

"You're right. Don't worry, Na. Let's just say we're your parents, too."

"Yes, Mom. Thanks."

After so much hugging and shaking hands with the God's parents, it was now the turn of the God who congratulated Hasna.

"It can be a story."

"The evidence happens, right?"

Hasna and the gods laughed.

"So what should I call you? The MBA? Or mother?"

"Well, how comfortable are you. Now you're not married to Tia. If you're married, you're gonna have to call mom."

The god scratched his head while smiling.

"I'm sad, yes" said Dewa.

"Sadly aja. Emmm, how is that. Maybe because previously we were familiar like friends, sister, best friend, or yes .. essentially we were quite familiar before this."

"We can still deket, really. What is a barrier?"

"That guy, tuh." The god pointed at Raden with his chin. Hasna turned to Raden who was staring dislike at the Gods.

"Just ignore it" whispered Hasna in the ears of God. Seeing that, Raden increasingly looks dislike. He stared hard at the god.

"That's it. Want to say no congratulations?" Hasna pulled the god.Had hugged him tightly like a brother to her sister.

"Congratulations, yes, Mba. I wish Mba happiness. Don't be too late again, don't be sad anymore, don't always be quiet yourself to bear the problem. I have a good husband and love Mba. Later various likes and sorrows with him, yes. Maybe in the future I won't be able to help."

Hasna nodded slowly while shedding tears.

"You should also be happy huh," Hasna said as she wiped away the tears of God after she let go of her embrace. Gods nodded. He shifted to congratulate Raden.

Raden was still staring at the god with his sharp expressionless gaze.

"Nr ...."

"What?"

"Congratulations, yes, on her wedding. Please take good care of Mba Hasna" said Dewa while bowing his head.

"Take my son well. Let Hasna be my business."

"Yes, Om."

"Don't be too hard, Mommy." Hasna whispered to Raden.

"Tuh, Akhtia is taking pictures. You just join in there."

The god turned to Akhtia and Puput who were cool selfies.

"Hi ...."

"Eh, brother. Just arrive? Here, I know my sister." Akhtia invites the gods to join.

"Som, menatin. This is God."

"Snakes."

"God."

"I heard the story from my mother first. Funny yes, the storyline even became like this."

"Take a. Yes, how else, I would like mother to marry papa. Well, maybe it should be like this, right?"

"Medge photo dong." The god slipped between Puput and Achtia. Take pictures with various poses. Familiarity happened so quickly between the three of them. Even Puput did not look awkward interacting with Gods.

The atmosphere changed when Angela's family came. The joy on Akhtia's face disappeared. It makes Puput feel surprised because he did not know anything about the problem of Airlangga.

"Sir, what's wrong?" ask the Frogs of Akhtia.

"Don't ask."

Puput was further astonished again by the attitude that Achtia was showing at this time.

"Ssst. Don't do it, Tia. My husband doesn't know anything." The god counsels Achtia.

"Better he knows nothing. Don't know the point."

"What the hell?" Puput is getting curious.

"Here, Put." The god pulled Puput's shoulder so that he would get closer to her. "Do you see that woman?"

Puput.

"He's your sister-in-law's candidate."

"meaning?" ask Puput while looking at the gods. Spontaneous Gods dodged as they almost had their noses touched. The god was stunned by it.

"She's pregnant with Brother's son, Put."

Dhuaaarrr!

Like lightning in the day. The pupil who heard Akhtia's speech almost lost his heart function. For a moment he felt unable to breathe hearing Airlangga had impregnated a woman.