WHEN THE HEART MUST SHARE
chapter 5
"You don't feel curious about the person coming out of the ambulance secretly?"
Aby shakes.
"No, let the officer take care of it." she replied briefly.
"Then why the other day you looked for him in every hospital?"
"I just felt sorry for him not having a family."
Imran was silent.
Aby didn't think about Jelita anymore. She focuses on her work and family, especially Anisa is pregnant young, it makes her feel should be more attentive and take care of Anisa.
Anisa herself does not want to spoiled at home, she still went to teach, even she deliberately did not take leave even though she experienced cravings symptoms like pregnant women in general.
She prefers to take time off during childbirth.
Her name is pregnant young, her will is sometimes beyond reason. So did Aby when Anisa craved something that she thought was out of the ordinary.
Just like that afternoon, Anisa sent a message to Aby.
(Mas, come home from work please buy some egg crust at the red light where we used to buy. Not anywhere else, yeah)
Aby smiled, then replied to Anisa's message.
(God willing.. Don't be too tired, keep the condition)
After that, he drowned in his work.
When the clock came home, Imran approached him.
"By, I'm going home, okay..? My car is again in the workshop." he said begging.
"May, but I still have to buy Anisa something.."
After thinking for a moment,
"ok, no papa." replied Imran finally.
Aby steers her car to a regular place where they buy eggshell snacks.
But Aby was astonished to see the location was deserted.
"Have you stopped selling, huh?" mumble Aby.
Maybe move locations, or just buy it somewhere else" Imran said.
Aby got down from the car and asked some street vendors around her.
"Have not sold here in a few days, which I heard, he opened in his house."
Aby took a deep breath.
He called his wife and told her what had happened.
"Then what, dong? Please find her new place, Mas Aby.." whine Anisa from the end of the connection.
Aby could not bear to hear the voice of Anisa who was like almost crying.
"Alright, Mas Aby will find him at Mr. Ujang's house, yes!" consolations
"What's? Buy it somewhere else? Anisa won't know." Imran suggested.
Aby shakes.
"I don't want to start my child's growth with a lie, anyways Anisa would know." said Aby calmly.
After asking for the address of Mr. Ujang, they headed for a narrow village in the suburbs.
On the way, Imran asked to stop.
"I turned back in a taxi, this is my wife calling me constantly" Imran said grumbling.
"It's okay? I'm sorry I couldn't drive you right away" said Aby, feeling guilty.
"Look down buddy ..!" Imran patted Aby on the shoulder and got out of the car.
Aby runs the car slowly.
Until finally he found a simple shop owned by Mr. Ujang.
"So Mr Ujang moved here?" tanyanya while ordering a sit to unwind.
"Yes, since the father's wife Struk can not stay."
"It's pretty crowded, huh sir?" ask Aby again while paying for her order.
When he wanted to get into his car, Aby was shocked to see people running towards the house that was not far from where he stood.
"Let's torture this whore, he's already dirtying our village!" a man shouted loudly while dragging the body of a woman that Aby could not see clearly.
People hit him with stones, some beat him.
Aby's instinct is called to see the vigilantes.
He was about to run towards the incident, but Mr. Ujang held him back.
"Don't interfere, Son Aby.. People are angry, you could be the target of their anger."
Waitaminute! You guys don't play judge by yourself. We have law enforcement, what's this woman's fault?" aby's voice disappeared amid the anger of the citizens.
The residents who were burned by emotion did not want to hear Aby's words anymore.
They again tortured the woman, they did not feel pity with cries of pain from her mouth.
"Wait a minute, I'm a nobody, I just want to give you a way out."
"No more mercy for her! she's whore! She has been peddling her body until now pregnant. We don't want our village to be dirty by what it does." they shouted again.
"We will only forgive him if a man wants to marry him. But who? Who would marry a pregnant prostitute?"
All was silent.the woman just lowered her head in holding back her sadness.
Suddenly an old woman came out in the simple house, her face pale.
"Don't judge her, please.I beg you.she's not a whore! he's just a check-in victim, and why does he come home all night? You knew? She worked her and night's work to support me who was sick."
Aby and some people were touched to hear the mother's story.
But a man's voice was heard again.
"You don't listen to this old lady's story, of course they work together to cover up her lies!"
"Let's torture again, we'll get our reward by removing the dirt from our place!" provokingly shouted.
Aby intended to take her phone to call the police, but a hand grabbed the phone.
"Don't interfere in our business, man! if you still want to leave safely from this place." threatened a resident.
The woman was again cruelly tortured without being given a chance to defend herself.
Aby could not see her face clearly because she was covered in her long hair.
Because he could not bear to see the situation he took the initiative to say something.
"Well, wouldn't that woman be free if anyone would marry her? I'm going to marry her... Free them!"
Aby's voice shook withholding emotion. He was not aware of the consequences of his words.
Everyone was silent and looking at him.
Including the woman who cried over his fate. He looked up at Aby.
His face looks shocked.
So did Aby, she was no less surprised.
It was never imagined in her mind that she would be faced with this confusing situation, let alone that the mistreated woman was Jelita, she said,
"I'm going to marry her, even if I'm not the man who got her pregnant."
"Hey man, you don't mess around.. Just because you want to help him, you want to be a hero" said the provocateur.
"I'm not kidding, I'm willing to marry her as long as you release her from any charges" Aby said.
When he said it, he did not think at all what was in Jelita's mind or what would happen to his son and wife if he found out.
Some people were whispering. The woman was crying in her mother's arms.
"Well, let us trust you, you must marry her right now in front of us!" threaten them.
It's getting stifled. Aby accepted the challenge without thinking anymore.
After that, he and Jelita are brought into a house.
Jelita put on a makeshift veil, as well as himself given a peci.
There was an old man who was going to marry them.
"Son, did you accept this marriage sincerely?" getting the question, Aby pensively pensively for a moment.
The faces of Anisa and Al, dancing in her eyes.
But everything is under responsibility, he thought.
"I'm sincere.." he replied Aby while glancing at Jelita.
The girl could only shed tears while bowing down.
After qualifying for a Muslim marriage, Aby's voice trembled as she uttered the qobul ijab.
Cold sweat soaked his entire body, several times he rubbed his forehead.
At her home, Anisa's heart suddenly felt bad.
"why did this mirror suddenly fall and fall apart, my feelings were not very good either.. Where Aby can't be contacted anymore."
Anisa gets more agitated when she learns from Imran that Aby went to find her order to reach a remote village.
His heart feels so sad.
"Tumben I feel restless like this, usually also mas Aby go out of town until many days nail not segelisah this. I feel anxious as if mas Aby stole people from me."
Anisa held onto her cramped stomach.
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