When Talak Has Spoken

Chapter 63 The Decision

Ajeng awaits Hilman's arrival at the closed-off restaurant cafe where they have agreed to meet. He thought carefully about the decision he would make.

With the marriage that occurred between Hilman and Dewi in the name of the will, and Hilman's attention to Hilda became Ajeng's consideration to step in so that there is no regret later on.

“Pardon mas Diajeng .... “ Hilman has arrived before him in a hurry.

“Seat to mas..” Ajeng smiled faintly, “Toh, I also emptied the schedule to pack Dibyo.”

Indeed today the schedule he visited the industrial home of Mr. Dibyo in processing jackfruit chips and apples are quite famous in the city of Malang.

He also planned to visit Asih and Hendra at their residence after meeting with Hilman, to see dr. Andira who wants to manage one of his shophouses that are still empty. Andira who works as an aesthetic doctor wants to open a beauty clinic by renting a shophouse that he just woke up from savings and pocket money owned by Lala Nurita.

Now he is actively developing his business from the profits he has earned for 4 years in various MSMEs that have added to the savings coffers.

“Mass time is precious and limited now,” Hilman said with breath still hunting.

Ajeng frowned as he stared at Hilman without blinking. But all this time the man always made time for him. Almost every hour there is always an incoming chat just to announce his daily activities.

“If Diajeng is ready, our wedding will be held two months to come ...“ Hilman went straight to the subject.

He doesn't want to delay it any longer. The conversation that happened with the Goddess last night had made her take a decision. He also visited both of his parents this early.

There was indeed a voice of Dewi's rejection of her desire to accelerate the process of her marriage with Ajeng, the woman she so longed for and she hoped to accompany him to the end.

She believes the legality of Ajeng's divorce and her husband has been running for almost three months since his departure to Makassar. She will be preparing for her dream wedding this time.

“Is this not too sudden mas?” Ajeng has not fully believed in Hilman's wishes.

“No Diajeng. Mas already talked about everything with mom and dad and Goddess,” Hilman said with confidence.

As a normal man, he was not always able to withstand the biological hasra* that he believed was deliberately on the Goddess's fishing line when they were together at home.  His only desire is to be with Ajeng and make her the only woman who will become a mother for her descendants later.

“How about Goddess and Hilda?” ajeng fishing rod.

“Don't we already discussed this before?” Hilman felt that Ajeng was not serious about his desire to build a household immediately.

“What mas will prioritize me as wife?”  chase Ajeng again.

“Of course Diajeng. Never doubt it,” Hilman said while staring fixedly at Ajeng.

The wry smile. He had already accumulated how divided Hilman's attention was when they were together. And it wasn't a one-two. He felt like a goddess like a psychic who always knew their togetherness.

Just one hour he and Hilman sat talking about the future they would go through, already four times Hilman's phone rang without any desire to make-off or just silent.

Is this what Hilman said would prioritize her?

“How about Hilda and her condition ... ?” He looked at Hilman seriously.

“Except Hilda. For him I will fight. It's already my promise to the late Ridwan,” Hilman said seriously.

Ajeng took a long breath. He was sure Hilman would express his deep concern for Hilda's son, she said, As a woman, he was very sure that Dewi objected to the marriage that would be held by her husband.

Which woman is willing to share while enjoying the sweetness of wedding honey. Both of them loved each other and were close in the past. Ajeng shook his head imagining the closeness of the two, until now ended in the guarantee.

He will think the same if he is in the position of Goddess.  It is not that easy to accept the husband's desire to polygamy, because he himself is unable to share affection and attention.

“I will try to be fair to Diajeng and Hilda,” Hilman said with his fixed gaze.

“Then what about Dewi?” Ajeng finally returned Hilman's gaze which still looked at him fixedly.

“Mas and Dewi have no relationship whatsoever. If the time comes, mas will remove it.”

“Entai when does that time arrive?” Ajeng said softly as if to himself.

He wasn't sure Hilman could do that. Moreover, the existence of Hilda who is sticky to him will be the weapon of the Goddess in binding Hilman.

“Diajeng doubts mas?” Hilman felt cornered to hear Ajeng's words as if he did not believe everything he said.

Hilman's phone rang between the two. He left for a while until it stopped on its own. But soon after the sound of ringing again disturbed the silence that occurred.

“Sorry Diajeng, this 11 o'clock has promised to bring Hilda to eat outside.” Hilman stared at Ajeng with an uncomfortable feeling.

Ajeng's smile immediately expanded upon hearing Hilman's words. He knew the man in front of him kept fiddling with his phone replying to the incoming chat.

“Alright mas,” Ajeng said casually without burden.

Hearing Ajeng's light voice with a fluffy smile made Hilman who had risen and prepared to step back to his body in the chair staring at Ajeng who was still leaning comfortably while holding his wrist on his chest.

“Is Diajeng ready with the desire to carry out our marriage within the next two months?” Hilman was directly on the topic of the problem he said at the beginning of the meeting.

He doesn't want to waste any more time. If Ajeng agrees, then preparations for the ‘H’ day can be scheduled in the next few days. With the material he has, it is not difficult for him to complete all the requirements to carry out his dream marriage with women who still occupy the highest caste in his heart.

“I think now is the right time for us to end it,” said Ajeng trying to relax, to eliminate the pain that had been present.

Disappointment is indeed suffering, because his intention to accept Hilman's warm words to form a family with equality in it was destroyed prematurely.

“What does Diajeng mean?” just a touch of Ajeng's words made Hilman flabbergasted in disbelief.

How can Ajeng make a decision when he has planned a future that will be passed with women who have made him wake up from a long sleep in the name of disappointment because of betrayal.

“This is the best for us mas,” Ajeng stared at Hilman's face with his soft voice.

Sick indeed, but he had to take the right decision so as not to become regret later on. It's not just about her and Hilman, but there's Dimas and Lala, the Goddess even Hilda.

“How does Diajeng consider this the best for us?” Hilman shook his head, “Not Diajeng, mas do not approve Diajeng's decision. Didn't we already discuss and agree to everything.”

Ajeng looked at Hilman with a meaningless bland gaze. He had thought about it deeply and talked about it with Dimas about everything that happened with his relationship and Hilman.

Dimas handed all the decisions to her. Dimas believes his sister will be strong in dealing with all the problems that afflicted him.

“I never agreed on anything. Mas is the one who makes everything like this,” cut Ajeng fast.

It felt like he had wanted to pass from before Hilman who was now stalling for time. For him it was already impossible to start over after what Hilman did and his inclined attitude towards Hilda and her new family.

Hilman was stunned to hear Ajeng's speech which reversed all the words and sayings he had ever said.

“We can be together through all this Diajeng. Come on, I need your support,” Hilman said grudgingly trying to change Ajeng's decision to end the relationship he had fought over the past year.

***Sorry yes\, maybe many who do not like the Ajeng storyline even seem long-winded. Otor just trying to find 'feel' in writing. And who do not agree with the authoritative plot make\, this is the only thing that is able to authorize pour in the hobby of writing according to the imagination that exists in this limited authoritarian brain capacity.

And a huge thank you and affection for readers who always support with all the lack of authority in making the work. Greetings of love and affection and health are always for all of us. ...***