Who You Choose, My Husband

Who You Choose, My Husband
23. Who You Choose My Husband



Arsy secretes a liquid that feels very acidic. The contents of his stomach seemed to have been very exhausted but the nausea and wanting to vomit was still attacking.


Arsy's body stiffened when he felt someone else's hand massaging the nape of his neck.


"Arsy, what's wrong with you?"


Arsy knows that voice. The voice of Rahma's mother, her mother-in-law. He immediately turned his head and wiped his wet lips. "Mama," her great-granddaughter said.


Think hard since when Rahma's mother was in the same place as her.


"Mama heard everything. Just now, while you were still standing listening to them, mama was also standing behind you. I'm sorry, but by God you don't know that Laila is your brother either. Your mother introduced you to Laila and said that Laila and Haris were almost married before you were married to Haris. Your mother also said Jannah was your mother's best friend."


"Because mom really wanted a grandchild, so mom agreed to marry Haris to Laila. Sorry mom, Arsy."


Arsy was just silent in harmony with tears that came back crying. He did not expect the reality that had just been known to be so poignant. He is an unwanted child.


Again thinking about the fact that makes Arsy back nauseous and want to vomit.


"We'll just go in."


Arsy nods obediently and walks over at Rahma's mother's Fate.


Seeing the arrival of Arsy and Rahma's mother made everyone in the living room shocked. Arsy sits on the sofa and Rahma's mother calls ART to make her warm tea for Arsy.


The father of Revelation saw Arsy sitting looking helpless with a pale face immediately approaching, coinciding Haris also did the same.


"Don't approach my son!!" The touch of Revelation's father immediately brushed off the hand of Haris who was about to hug Arsy.


Arsy chose to be quiet to see Haris treated like that. He wept in the arms of the father of Revelation.


"Why don't you tell me, son?" Ask the father of Revelation with a voice that vibrates to feel the pain that Arsy feels.


Long enough Arsy cried in the arms of the father of Revelation until the embrace was unraveled after more calm. Arsy did not expect the father of Revelation to have been suffering inwardly all this time. Unfortunately, since the first father of Revelation was always angry when Sandra's mother was not at home.


"Why didn't you ever tell me?" Ask Arsy.


But there was no answer to Arsen's question. The father and son cried together. The people who are there can't wiggle.


Jannah's mother seemed to have cried, Haris with the deepest regret, and Rahma's mother felt guilty. While Sandra and Laila's mother looked dazed by everything that had happened.


"Dad. They're mean to Arsy."


"Quiet, yeah. Dad's home. Nothing else will hurt you, including your own mother." The father of Revelation held back in fury.


Arsy's cry became a hiccup. All this time, he held his own. And when confronted with the father of Revelation, he could not hide his sorrow anymore.


"Honey," call Haris Iirih. How sinful it had made Arsy cry.


"Laila was Haris' first love, yeah."


Arsy's heart to the father of Revelation was able to make everyone there bow and shed tears.


"Mom, Arsy never took revenge with all the mother's attitude towards me. Although I always envied my schoolmate who always told me every day playing with her mother. I'm not that natural. Mom, know. Since my mother also asked me to give Haris permission to remarry, my prayers to God have changed." Arsy looked at Sandra's mother.


"My prayer is that I want to be called by God because I can no longer live without my mother's love for me."


"Army…"


Arsy looked at Laila with a smile. "Honest. I envy you so much, Laila. You have earned my mother's love, she is willing to sacrifice my happiness for your happiness. I also envy you, while my mother is maintaining the happiness of her other child, there is still Jannah's mother who is willing to prostrate at my feet for your happiness."


"Mas Haris, is it so hard for you to be firm for my happiness? I'm the victim here, but why do you feel like you can when they blame me when I'm not the wrong one."


"Ma. Is it worth a grandchild that you are willing to hurt this mother's daughter-in-law? What, after this, you're gonna have Haris remarry until the grandchild is born?"


Arsy looked at Jannah's mother who had been crying since. "Mother, what was my mother's heart made of when she became the third person in the mother's household? How strong will you be when you find out about their affair and give birth to Laila? Even mothers are able to take care of children from the results of maternal husband infidelity? Honestly, Arsy can't be like a mother."


"California. I told you, if I had known from the beginning that you were the first love of Haris, I would have backed out of this match. But, because it's gone and I accept you as my honeymoon. Turns out, you're not as good as I thought you were."


Arsy's gaze this time turned to Haris who was also looking at him. Haris himself sat on the floor not far from Arsy's seat.


"Mas. My father's in prison for committing a felony murder charge. And that's true. Dad killed a man who tried to harass me that night, five years ago. It is for this reason that we are married. But, mas. Why can't you defend me when I'm accused, in the insinuations, and you don't save my heart by refusing your second marriage?"


"Sorry, my mom." Cicit Haris's. Haris got up to Laila. "Laila Masita, I am Haris Prasetya dropping three talaqs on you. Talaq, talaq, talaq. From this moment on you are no longer my wife."


Everyone fell silent after hearing the talaq sentence that Haris said echoed in the room.


"M-gold."


"Sandra Wati, I Wahyudi dropped three talaqs on you. From now on, you're no longer my wife." Again sounding the words of the father of Revelation.


Laila was at the feet of Haris. "Please don't leave me, ma'am."


"I'm pregnant" said Arsy without caring about Laila who was pleading with Haris.


All eyes were on Arsen.


"Can't be. You can't get pregnant" Laila said in disbelief.


Arsy rubbed his wet cheek and then took the results of the examination at the hospital that stated he was pregnant.


Haris immediately took the paper in the form of proof of Arsy's examination. His eyes glazed over looking at a portrait of USG that showed a speck of fetus there. He approached Arsy and immediately gave a hug.


"Yes Allah. Finally, thank you very much, dear."


Arsy just kept quiet without expression. "But we'll get divorced after I give birth."