WHEN THE HEART MUST SHARE

chapter 64

Aby called Anisa. He wants to talk to his son.

"Assalamualaikum.." said Aby.

"Greetings, Mas." answered Anisa trying to calm down.

"Nis, I want to talk to Al, okay?"

Anisa sighs. He felt that Aby was a bit indifferent to him.

"Can, Mas. Just a minute."

Anisa gives her phone to Al.

Anisa only notices Al talking to her father.

Actually she wanted to share a story with Aby about her intention to sue Yahya for divorce.

But when she felt that Aby had changed a bit, she felt bad for venting into the man.

"I don't know what makes you change, Mas.maybe you're tired of all this.just like I'm tired of this theatrical marriage." he muttered.

"Dad, why do you have to go? "

"Dad has to go, dad has to find a lot of money to make Al school fees later."

"I just want to come with you. Grandma is often angry."

"If Al comes with you, pity you there alone." persuaded Aby.

"Mother, there is already Yahya's father and Liza's grandfather. I'm just gonna go with you."

Al's voice sounded sulky.

"All right, Al's coming with me, but Al's gonna wait till I get a place Al deserves, right? I promise I'll pick you up."

"But I don't dare to Grandma,..,"

Anisa took over her phone.

"Mas, I'm sorry, I'm not so good at looking after Al. I don't deny what Al told you. But I'm powerless." Anisa's defense begins to collapse. Her tears came out.

Aby can't speak yet. He felt guilty for pushing Anisa to her present state.

"Mas, are you still there?" Isak Anisa sounds clear.

"Yes, Nis."

"I don't know for sure why you left the house secretly. But just so you know, your departure can't fix things."

"Nisa, I'm sorry. Everything that you are going through right now cannot be separated from my mistakes, although it is impossible to remove them, I do not want to continue with the mistakes, or I will drown in regret all my life.

This is what's best for you. We can't be together anymore. Focus on your family now. I don't want to be the cause of your broken relationship with Ustadz Yahya." Aby's voice rang out.

"You're wrong, Mas. My problem with Yahya's sister has nothing to do with you." Anisa.

It all feels hard for us, especially for me. But this has to happen. And

I called you because I wanted to tell you something."

Aby took a breath before continuing.

"I'm getting married to Lyra... Restui us, Nis. I hope this is the best option."

Anisa was so shocked, her voice stuck in the esophagus.

"One day you'll understand why I made this decision."

After greeting, Aby closed her call.

Anisa. He fell on his son's bed, his cell phone slipped out of his hand.

"Married? This fast?"

Anisa felt that something was unnatural, why could Aby decide something so big and seemed rushed?

He is determined to investigate.

***

"Hi By's... Come sit..!" mr. Sofyan's welcome was so warm.

Aby immediately greeted Sofyan and sat in front of him.

Mr. Sofyan who usually looks formal at work now looks more relaxed by only wearing a sarong and a tee shirt.

"So, are you really healthy?"

"Yes, By. But I decided to take a break for four days to get back to the barn."

They're trite for a second.

Until Lyra pulled out a drink and a small snack.

"Please, Mas." said Lyra while sitting.

His heart was in full bloom because he knew Aby had come to bring a proposal for him.

Mr. Sofyan got up and took something on the table.

"From that time I wanted to give this to you, but I was sick."

Sofyan put something out to him.

"What. This, sir?" ask Aby well-mannered.

"Open up!"

Aby opened the little box.

He found a motor key.

"Sir, is this for me?"

Mr. Sofyan nodded.

"I've seen your performance, with the bike it can support your work."

"Well, this is too much, sir" he said.

Aby said thanks.

In addition to visiting you, my goal here is .." Aby stopped for a moment.

Sofyan put on a serious face.

"Is something?" tanyanya's worried.

"No, sir, it's not a matter of work."

"Then?

"I'd like to propose to Lyra..."

Mr. Sofyan gaped.

Lyra who was also sitting down spoke.

"Yes, me and Mas Aby.."

"What do you mean?" cut Mr. Sofyan fast.

"We want to get married soon, but that's also if you're blessed" Aby said.

Sofyan patted Aby on the shoulder.

"This is what I like about you. You're a strict man." he said laughing.

Lyra breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that his father would reject Aby's proposal.

"When did you think that way? I thought you and Lyra were just regular friends."

Aby looked at Lyra.

"Since yesterday, Pa." she answered quickly.

"Yesterday?" mr. Sofyan's forehead is wrinkled.

"I mean Lyra, yesterday we decided to get married. It took me a while to convince Lyra, as she knew, I was a widower. In addition to my situation like my father already know for himself."

"I don't care about your status. It matters how Lyra is. He's gonna do it."

Sofyan looked at Lyra.

"I accept Mas Aby as he is, Pa." replied Lyra confidently.

Mr. Sofyan nodded.

"When do you want to formalize this relationship?"

"Quickly, Pa!" lyra replied excitedly.

"How, By?"

"I leave everything to you which you think is better."

"Then, in a week's time we'll have the show." Sofyan was so happy.

"May I propose something, sir?"

"of course. This is your show you have the right to determine anything." replied Sofyan sage.

"The way is simple.just a marriage contract and legal."

Sofyan looked at them in turn.

Lyra nodded towards her papa.

"Well, if that's what you want."

"Thank you, sir. And I only have this kind of savings left, sir. Please accept." Aby gave away the remaining money of his savings as much as five million.

"All my expenses are due. You just need to prepare the dowry."

"No, Sir. I have thought about the cost. It's for money from the men's side." replied Aby staunchly.

Mr. Sofya.receive it with a big smile. He was very proud of his son-in-law.

When she got home, Lyra drove her to the gate

"Thank you, Mom. I will not forget your good service."

"Oh, yes Ly, after we get married, Al wants to stay with us, you don't mind, do you?"

"Of course not, dong, Mas. I love Al. Sincerely. " said Lyra with tears expanding.

"Thank you."

Aby came home with a gift motor from her employer. There was no happiness in his heart for going to marry such a sweet girl as this Lyra. There is no passion in living the days in waiting for his ijab. Everything is ordinary.

That night Aby sat on her tongue. He thought about his decision to marry Lyra.

"Can I really hurt Anisa's feelings. Am I also able to endure the pain in my heart from seeing Anisa get hurt again? Anika... Actually, it's not my choice. But our paths are different, even though our goals are the same." a speck of clear water dripped over the mushaf he held.

Elsewhere, Anisa did the same.

"Are you serious about marrying Lyra? Is it that easy for you to forget all our memories, Mas? When I want to break up a relationship, you're in a new one. Where was the old Mas Aby?" Anisa was pensive on the porch of her home alone.

He could not understand Aby's decision which he considered so sudden.

"It's night, come in. The night wind is not good for health." Yahya's soft voice resuscitated him.

Anisa stepped in and passed Yahya just like that. No reprimands and bases.

Yahya can only bow to the bitter.

"I love you so much, Nisa, what is my lack of love for you?"

"Or..: what was my wrong way of loving her?" Yahya swallowed his bitter taste.

"I can't live without Anisa, let alone Liza." she shook her head so hard that her hair swayed in the night wind.

"Yahya, In! It looks like it's going to rain." Rosmah's voice startled her.

He complied and entered and closed the door.