When Talak Has Spoken

Chapter 57 All Can Still Be Discussed

Exactly one month there was no word from Hilman from the last day Ajeng contacted him. He was also able to accept with sincerity the destiny that he would live in the future. There was no more sadness and disappointment for Hilman's actions that had destroyed the future plan he had just set.

Dimas was able to make peace with the life lived by his sister. All he can do is support whatever decision Ajeng makes, as long as it brings good to all of them.

“Mbak tau pak Hilman just married?” asih's voice surprised Ajeng who just finished checking the financial statements.

He was surprised by the arrival of Asih in the morning towards that afternoon. They had not met for a long time because of their respective activities.

“Wa’alaikumussalam .... “ Ajeng answered Asih's question made him laugh lightly.

“Udah said hello also in front,” replied Asih relaxed directly sitting next to him.

Ajeng closes the report book and pulls Asih's hand leading him to the study. He did not want his other employees to hear the conversation they were going to do both.

“Mbak can be heard from where?” Ajeng looked at A anyway with a wrinkled eel as soon as the two were already sitting on the sofa that was in the room.

“Ingrid his cousin mas Ilham my high school friend in High School who told me when we met in the market and he stopped by our store,” Asih explained carefully.

He could see no surprise on Ajeng's face. Though he was very sure no one knew the secret marriage that Ilham and his ex did in Makassar.

“Kok can?” ajeng fishing rod.

“We are very close. He also advised not to divulge the marriage that happened to anyone,” Asih said slowly worried that someone heard his words, “Because they were married because they were forced to circumstances.”

“I just want to know the woman who married mas Hilman,” said Ajeng resigned, “Maybe it was fate that he had to live until the wedding happened. Forced or not, marriage is legal in the eyes of religion.”

“Mbak Ajeng never know the past life mas Hilman?”

Ajeng shook his head, “For what? Everyone has a past. I am the same.”

“Female married Mr. Hilman his former fiancee,” straightforward Asih.

Ajeng was stunned to hear Asih's words. His mind works fast. But what he can do, has all happened. And he does not want to assume with his own thoughts.

“I already know it to coincide with their wedding day,” said Ajeng slowly.

No more sadness and disappointment in his words. He accepted his destiny with sincerity. He doesn't want to blame anyone. Has not all that has happened become God's decree?

“Mbak Ajeng get info from where?” curiosity makes Asih hold Ajeng's hand.

He did not expect it turned out that Ajeng had received information that was deliberately hidden by the Hilman family.  He himself was surprised when Ingrid straightforwardly told all the truth about the marriage that occurred.

A knock at the door stopped their conversation. He quickly got up to the door and opened it.

“Excuse me mbak, there is a pack Sigit wants to meet ...”  Monik one of the employees of his restaurant cafe walked up to the two.

Ajeng scrunched up his eel thinking about the existence of Sigit. In what order does his former superior visit at rush hour like this. Not wanting to make him wait any longer, Ajeng got up from his chair.

“OK mbak, I also go back. After that go straight home.”

Asih also followed the steps of Ajeng as well as saying goodbye. He was relieved to have delivered important news that was kept secret by the Hilman family.

Indeed, she and her husband strongly agreed if Ajeng finally accepted Hilman's proposal. They know well the background of the Hilman family as well as his personality and his past life.

But with Hilman's marriage kept secret no matter the reason, making them regret the incident.

Ajeng nodded staring at Asih's departure who quickly walked towards the back room. He walked forward to his crowded restaurant cafe at lunchtime.

“Good afternoon sir,” greet Ajeng once arrived in front of Sigit who sat alone enjoying a cold drink that was already available.

Sigit smiled as he nodded his head as soon as he saw the appearance of Ajeng before him. The woman looked strong with the misfortune she faced. Sigit's admiration is on the rise.

“Sit here Jeng. Follow me to lunch. No need to be too formal too, I am no longer your boss .. “ Sigit's voice with a big smile makes Ajeng laugh softly.

He also shook the body in front of Sigit to appreciate its existence in the place of his growing business. Ajeng also enjoyed the lunch that Sigit had ordered for him. The two engaged in a light conversation on the sidelines of that lunch.

Employees of the cafe restaurant immediately clean up all the available menus until the table is clean as usual.

 “How are you feeling right now ... “ Sigit question back teased Ajeng as soon as the two finished lunch.

“Regularly pack,” firmly Ajeng.

Sigit stunned. This woman never shows excessive expression. The disappointment or happiness he went through was just the friendly smile he displayed in front of anyone.

Seeing the fixed gaze of Sigit makes Ajeng so caught off guard.  He likes to be pitied by anyone. But everything does not make the world end.

“Yes, I believe you,” Sigit finally realized that his attitude was too excessive until the woman before him became uncomfortable.

“Thank you sir,” Ajeng was relieved that Sigit was calm and relaxed again.

“All this just needs to be discussed in a good way.  We have not started.” yet

“So ... “

Ajeng smiled looking at Sigit who was staring at him with a wrinkled eel. He will not tell you what steps he will take. All of this is the problem. Only he and his family know what to do.

“Baiklah .... “ Sigit shrugged because Ajeng did not comment on his remarks, “Hopefully you can go through everything.”

“Aamiin yes Allah ..”

Ajeng looked at the figure who was now walking away from the grounds of his restaurant cafe. He smiled to himself remembering Sigit's excessive behavior towards him. Not ppd. But as an adult woman who had experienced the ruamah of the stairs she understood the implied intent of all the attention given by her former superior.

......

“Mbak, Lala body anget ...” sound bu Isma surprise Ajeng who is cooking lunch for his little daughter.

He swiftly walked towards his daughter's playroom. The lethargic and pale face is depicted on Lala's cute look.

“Munda ... “ Lala's voice sounds weak.

Ajeng immediately grabbed Lala into his carrier. Half-run he headed towards the side yard.

“Mas Iqbal ... “ Ajeng's voice surprised his restaurant cafe chef.

“Yes mbak .... “ Iqbal who just parked his motorbike, because it just came by surprised to see Ajeng who was carrying Lala near the parking lot provided specifically for his employees.

“Please take me and Lala to the hospital,” pinta Ajeng expectantly.

“Good mbak,” quickly Iqbal took off his helmet and walked towards Ajeng.

“Car lock on the refrigerator in the kitchen,” said Ajeng fast, “There is bi Ida there.”

“Iya mbak.”

Seeing Ajeng's pias face, Iqbal became tense. With a small run, within three minutes he had arrived before his superior.

Kumandang Zikir continued to chant during the trip to the mother and child hospital in Malang city. The clock just showed at 9 a.m. There's no way he's bothering Dimas who's at school.

He was grateful that Iqbal arrived on time. God has sent good people whom he can count on in times of distress.

With a thumping feeling Ajeng awaits the diagnosis of dr. Elvira who was examining Lala who was lying listless.

“Tatit swamp Bunda .. “ soft voice Lala felt piercing the heart of Ajeng.

He held back the water spill that had hung in the eye peluhan. His eyes are warming. Her fingers gently caressed Lala's tiny wrist.

“Propoles. Check the doctor first yes, so as to lose his headache ..”  Ajeng grabbed Lala's fingers and kissed her gently.

“Dedek only soy sauce mother,” said dr. Elvira with her friendly smile after pulling the stethoscope from Lala's petite body.

“What is no other doctor diagnosis?” Ajeng still scouts dr. Elvira with a worried face.

“No mother. Incidentally, now is the transition season, and Lala's condition is less fit. For others nothing to worry about,” straightforward dr. Elvira assures Ajeng, “I will prescribe a multivitamin for dede yes ... “

“Thank you doc,” Ajeng felt relieved to hear dr explanation. Elvira who immediately threw away the anxiety that lingered in her heart.

Not yet finished Ajeng packed Lala to go home, suddenly a very familiar voice was heard clearly in his sense of hearing.

“Doctor help my son .... “

The wedge held its breath. He immediately held Lala to leave the check bed without any desire to look at the voice's owner's face.

“Dede Lala ready to go home?” dr. Elvira was still waiting for Ajeng at the door.

“Yes doctor. Thank you,” Ajeng smiled as he nodded his head.

Inevitably he had to look at Hilman who was holding a boy with a fashionable woman holding his hand.

“Diajeng ... “ Hilman's lips quiver when calling that name.

His gaze froze, not expecting to meet the woman he had dreamed of together to start building the future.

“Pak Hilman ... “ without smiling Ajeng nodded his head as his gaze wheeled with Hilman.

He could see the movements of the woman he believed to be his wife Hilman looking at him sharply. The hostile look was clearly drawn on his glowing face.

The wry smile. That woman from her outer appearance did indeed have an extraordinary allure. But he did not want to assume any further. Maybe God has the best plan for her. And he believes that.