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"And those who are patient in agony, suffering and in war, they are the righteous (his faith), and they are the ones who fear".
[Al-Baqara :177]
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Doni occasionally glanced towards the rearview mirror to see Amira's facial expression, because since then the woman just kept quiet and closed her eyes. Even Miss and Doni could not open their voices because the uncomfortable aura was clearly enveloping Amira.
Currently they were on their way back to the residence of the Dinan family. After a long debate Doni was finally able to bring Amira home. And she must also explain to Miss that Amira is the wife of Dinan, her former co-worker and best friend of a Doni.
"Until the front, sir. Sorry for not offering to come in." Amira said that when the car driven by Doni entered the residential area.
"You sure?"
"Yes, thank you." Amira is still strong on her stance.
"All right." Doni stopped his car right next to the gate of the Dinan family home. If you can be honest, actually Doni really wants to take Amira to the house. He was a little worried about the condition of his best friend's woman.
"thank you. Assalamualaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuh." Amira then goes out and stands near the gate waiting for Doni's car to leave first.
"Get in and get plenty of rest." Amira turned to Doni then nodded, not a single rebuttal coming out of her lips.
Amira decided to turn around and enter the house. He tried to hold a light feeling in his head. Amira's body staggered towards her front, she felt her body as light as cotton scattering.
Amira knocked on the brown door, hoping someone would open it because she could no longer move her body. Before long a middle-aged man opened the door, he was Tutik the housekeeper.
"Assalamualaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuh, Ms. Mira." Amira straightened her body trying to show that she was okay.
"Waalaikumsalam warohmatulli. No one's home yet, Bik?" Amira takes off her shoes and puts them on the shelf.
"Not yet Ma'am, the mother said there was business to be taken care of in the village office. So he went back and forth from house to hospital." Amira turned to look at Tutik.
"Take care of what?" ask Amira wonder.
"Lack of knowing Ma'am, which is clearly about the data files Mas Dinan." Amira leaned back her body then she sighed, she did not want to think badly but as if nature collaborated to herd her mind towards a point that she avoided.
"Yes, thank you, Bik. The aunt can continue the activity." Amira closed her eyes for a moment.
"Mbak Mira is sick? his face was pale and sweaty." Bik Tutik has not yet moved from his place, instead observing the tired face of Amira.
"It's not hot Bik outside, so fitting in it feels cold. I'm going to the room first, huh, Bik?" Amira tries to stand up but her body suddenly shakes.
"O Allah Ma'am!" exclaim Bik Tutik while holding Amira's hand.
"Father Bik, maybe the motor sensor is surprised by the rapid movement." Amira tries to convince the person who looks at her to worry.
"Remain Ma'am, do I want to call Mom or Mas Dinan?" Amira nodded with a smile. Then he stepped inside and climbed one ladder with the other. Although it felt heavy he still tried to survive at least he had to arrive inside his room before his body collapsed.
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Amira felt her body getting heavier, she lay down after praying Isya. He looked at the sky of his room so he remembered the words of Bik Tutik last afternoon and the words of the in-laws at dinner last night.
Amira stared at the ring ring on her ring finger, she stared at the two rings softly. He did not want to draw a conclusion by himself, but Dinan's silence about everything made him even more depressed.
Amira touched her forehead with the back of her hand, she felt her face was very hot and her hands were cold. Amira sighed, she did not know what she had to do to recover her body quickly. Amira needed a hug, and it seemed as if it was moving away from her.
Amira grimaced as she recalled the incident two years ago, where she was casually sitting alone with Dinan on the Bus. Amira grimaced when she realized that it was a very bad time even though she did not refuse to enjoy. It is true that many sinful people enjoy it, so many seek pleasure by sinning.
Amira so remembered a verse that explained that we should stay away from adultery, and the thing she often did first was an adultery. Where he was casually alone with the opposite sex, touching and staring at each other. Really, if she realized from the start, Amira didn't want to do any of that.
Amira gets dissolved in the guilt of the past, she tears up her eyes. Perhaps this moment was a time where he was repaid for his sin, with the state of the relationship he had with Dinan. As Amira grows sobbing, she is eager to change the past. If you can choose, Amira chose not to know Dinan before she married.
Amira then realized, that all this was the will of God. He was just a servant who could not escape fate. So, whatever happens then he must consciously accept and if it is bad then he must not repeat it. Isn't that the use of an experience?
Amira lies down, she covers her body with a blanket as the cold air hits her skin. Amira remembered Leni's endadzah speech.
"When a person is hurt and sick it is a time when God eases his sin. It happens if someone sincerely feels it and always remembers the Robbnya."
Amira began to open her eyes slightly, she felt the presence of Dinan nearby. He immediately sat down when he saw that Dinan was stuffing some clothes into the suitcase.
"What are you doing?" amira asked a little astonished.
"Oh, did you make a scene? Sorry I'm packing a little clothes." Amira turned her head then she started coming down towards Dinan.
"You lie down, continue to sleep. It's done." Dinan took Amira back to the bed.
Amira said, but she did not go back to sleep but saw Dinan's activities which she thought were a little awkward.
"Where are you going?" ask Amira slowly. He was not sure of the question he asked. He remembered Bik Tutik's words this afternoon.
"Pass doesn't go, just move clothes to the guest room." Amira stared intensely at Dinan. He was very confused by the answer put forward by Dinan. What did Dinan do? Why did her husband move the clothes to the guest room?
"Why should we move?" Dinan turned to Amira without answering any of Amira's curiosity. And just then Amira saw a different gaze than usual. There were no more gazes full of puja and gentleness from the look of Dinan's eyes that there was only a heartless blank look.
Amira was increasingly unable to think, she did not want to speculate on her own. But when he saw Dinan who did not speak made anxiety to her. What's on his mind isn't going to happen, is it?
Amira sees Dinan closing the suitcase that is already full. Amira was still observing every movement of Dinan as small as it was, she did not want to focus on what she had in mind.
"There's something that Mas wants to talk about," Dinan said as he sat by the side of the bed. She stroked Amira's face slowly, from every move made by Dinan, Amira no longer felt the warmth or the sense of being blown happy. Amira is feeling empty now.
"What do you want to talk about?" amira asked quickly, as if she did not want to miss a single second of time.
"I'm sorry, I should have been honest with you from the beginning. But, I can't because I love you too much." Amira took Dinan's hand then clasped it with both hands.
"What did you say?" Amira looked at Dinan closely.
"Last noon, Mas had reneged on the faithful promise you made a few days ago. The promise that Mas will always make you the only angel who will accompany Mas in the world also in the hereafter. Forgive me, please." Amira slowly took off Dinan's hand, she knew very well what Dinan said. She was not stupid with the indirect words that came out of her husband's lips. What's more, since these few days that thought always appeared in his memory.
"Tell me clearly" said Amira firmly. I don't know where that assertiveness comes from, which surely Amira now wants to listen to Dinan's sentence clearly.
"I'm sorry, Amira." Amira's heart slipped, even seemingly breaking into pieces as the sound of her broken heart rang out loud. He's very disappointed for now but he still wants to make sure it's clearer.
"Tell me clearly, because I'm not a sensitive woman." Amira looked at Dinan right in her two eyeballs.
"Last noon Mas had to marry Maura. You clearly know Maura's condition." Dinan said that while looking down. Amira knew enough that the man was ashamed to have licked his own spit. It's unbelievable!
Amira laughed loudly, she did not cry not but not yet. Amira wiped the corner of her watery eyes from laughing too strongly. Amira stared intensely at Dinan.
"Mas knows that marrying a pregnant person is not legal." Amira says it firmly turns out her brain is still functioning properly even though her heart has been destroyed.
"Well, just can't get her son to me." Dinan said that firmly. It turns out that the fragment of Amira's heart is getting trampled down to even more destroyed maybe even now it has melted down not left.
"So?" ask Amira.
"Mas is married Maura. Sorry for not asking for your consent. I just can't hurt your heart." Amira again laughed with a sigh, even though all that empty terrace has no meaning.
"Then? Now don't hurt my heart?" asked Amira sarcastically.
"At least everything happened."
Amira touched Dinan's shoulder. "Mas, tell me if this is all a lie!" Amira awaits Dinan's reply.
"Say, Mas!" Amira shouted loudly.
"Mas!"
"Sorry," said Dinan making Amira's grip weaken.
"It's all a lie, I can't believe it!"
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