When Talak Has Spoken

Chapter 59 Pov Hilman2

Sadness immediately struck me when a company lawyer named Erwin drove me to meet Ridwan in his isolation room. I tried to hold back the tears of seeing his body that was only bone covered in skin without any flesh remaining.

Our stature is almost the same. Only Ridwan is lighter and whiter than I am on the field. So it is natural that many women are crazy about him.

There was no longer a stout and sturdy impression of his figure whom I had not met in nearly five years. He also never visited home since leaving Malang to settle in Makassar.

In the solitude of his eyes I saw a highlight that described regret. Luminous haggard eyes are a condition of meaning. Her tears were unstoppable as soon as I sat beside her.

Even though he's a positive patient of Aids, I'm not worried about interacting with him. Doctor Haris who handled it has met and spoken to me about all his conditions.

I can't afford to comment on anything hearing dr's words. Haris about Ridwan's condition is just a matter of time.

“Ma .. ma..af ... “ her voice is barely audible.

I just nodded my head unable to say as I sat next to her with her lawyer Erwin.

“A .. i... “ her sunken eyes shed tears again, until she whined in tears.

I also could not hold back tears. Seeing his condition so apprehensive. I quickly grabbed his hand which remained bone clad in skin getting dry.

“I've cleared everything. You have to recover for your little family,” the anger that mounts in my chest feels lost not restless to see the state of Ridwan.

His hands were cold with eyes withering uninspired. Just through the eyes, a lot of messages implied I saw.

I tried to keep encouraging him even though I knew it was a waste. But at least seeing her smile was enough for me.

There was a sense of regret in the heart for the anger that I still crave so pray for the bad in their household life.  It turned out that God had tested or perhaps His punishment had fallen upon them.

“Ampuni this servant of yours O Allah ..” my inner self in heart while closing my eyes.

On the way home to the inn, Erwin tells that they have a daughter named Hilda. He is now almost six years old. His condition is not very good either. He has low stamina and is prone to illness.

My mind works fast. It was their son who made ....

I immediately struck down the thought of their past crimes. Allah has given the best for every action of His servants according to their respective rewards.

When I first stepped foot into the magnificent house of the Goddess, I saw the wedding photos both filled the ceramic wall and arranged aesthetically.

The anger was gone in my mind. I just smiled at the thought of one day doing the same thing with a woman whose name was now bound to her heart.

“Papa ... “ a little girl ran up to me and hugged me tightly.

I who was unprepared for such a welcome simply fell silent. Unable to resist, the warmth began to flow through the innermost heart.

The goddess looked at me with an uneasy feeling at her daughter's behavior. I just held back her steps to grab Hilda whom I now hugged tightly.

I know, he really misses the figure of Ridwan who very rarely interacted with him. His busyness and hobbies that change partners make him neglect the responsibility as the head of the household they have just built.

Eventually, the disease eats away and ends all of his adventures. Regrets always come too late. Erwin told all the outpouring of Ridwan's heart without being missed.

Two weeks in Makassar with all the company business and Hilda who was getting sticky to me made me forget about other things.

I have not had time to contact Ajeng, the hospital requested my presence as soon as possible, Ridwan's condition has become increasingly critical.

Without thinking, I rushed to the hospital. The cries of both of Ridwan's parents were already visible as soon as I entered the room. The goddess and her parents were in the same room.

It turned out that my arrival this time had changed the course of my life in the future. Ridwan expectantly expressed his wish and asked me to grant all before he left all the pleasures he ever felt to return to the owner.

Looking at the spy who looked at me expectantly, somehow my feelings seemed to be lost without direction. The longing gaze that emanated from their little daughter Hilda made me finally take a decision that relieved all who were in the room.

Three days after the departure of Ridwan I also said kabul ijab and married the Goddess in their magnificent house. All this I did was just to save the company's assets as Erwin said the other day.

But I can't deny, seeing Hilda his second daughter who was so attached to me, somehow made me want to give her complete affection. It is so fragile as cotton.

I promise I will try to find the best doctor and give him healing until he is healthy and has a decent and pleasant childhood.

After Ridwan's death, Hilda returned and one week had to be treated in the hospital, so I increasingly no time to contact Ajeng.

Finally I took the decision to bring Dewi and Hilda back to Malang once her condition began to improve.

I'll try to coordinate with the doctor at Dr. Rumkit. Soetomo Surabaya to speed up the process of treatment Hilda to recover completely and the disease that gnawed her small body immediately disappeared.

My decision to marry the Goddess was strongly opposed by my mother. When I got home at exactly 8pm, the two were surprised to see me not coming alone.

After Dewi and Hilda rested in the guest room located on the top floor, the three of us had a serious conversation.

My mom regretted all the decisions I made. She was regretful, because I did not take lessons from the Goddess's past actions to me. But how else would the rice have become porridge.

I begged my mother to hide the marriage that had occurred between me and the Goddess from anyone as I asked the Dewi family as well as the Dedi om and the Gina aunt the parents of the late Ridwan.

I told my plan to mom and dad. My initial decision to marry Ajeng still wanted me to do it. Because that's my biggest wish right now.

Dewi's problem, from the beginning I fulfilled Ridwan's desire to take over all the responsibilities after his departure, just to protect him from the opponent who wanted to take over the management of the Prosperous Bara.

Until then I will not legalize my marriage with the Goddess. Ajeng will be my wife who is martyred in the eyes of society and religion. It was my determination from the beginning with him.

If one day Dewi finds the right man, I will give up all of Ridwan's assets and even surpass him as a form of support for his life to stay comfortable in the future.

But the meeting last afternoon when me and Dewi brought Hilda who suddenly dropped into the hospital turned out to have made me meet with Ajeng. My future dream girl.

I saw him holding Lala who I felt was also in a state of pain. I'm like a thief caught red-handed. His eyes were so cold with no meaning. Even I realized when he greeted me with a call ‘pak Hilman’.

Her soft voice that I miss so much when calling ‘mas’ is not heard. He walked without looking back. I feel like my body is on the earth. Unable to move or simply apologize for not preaching.

I could see the look of disappointment from the cold glare of her eyes shining in the shade. I don't know what's on his mind right now. My feelings are uncomfortable. Did he know something?

I felt the hand of the Goddess holding me tightly as my gaze did not budge even though the shadow of Ajeng had disappeared behind the door.

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