
Anton sat still and pegged, he clenched his hands between his legs, tears still flowing without stopping, his heart was still so agitated that it had not received an answer from Zahwa at all.
Everyone seems so concerned about Anton's situation, that finally Uncle Zahwa asks what really happened to his household and Zahwa, Zahwa, because all this time they only heard from Zahwa's parents and this time wanted to hear directly from Anton.
"Son, what exactly happened to your household.?" asked the uncle, and the others just fell silent waiting for an answer from Anton.
"Ak, I'm guilty, I'm wrong, it's all my fault." said Anton, he still sobbed and sounded unable to speak again, his head just flung the ring slowly.
Nobody can continue their questions and seeing Anton's situation there is only pity in the hearts and minds of all who witness it.
While not far from where they were sitting together, Zahwa stood watching and watching her husband's helpless condition, like someone who wanted to be judged and waited for the verdict of the trial. It makes Zahwa feel sad to see it, he had witnessed Anton's downturn when Sarah refused him to marry, but this time Anton looks worse and destroyed again, even Anton to not care about his pride again in front of everyone, now the authority of her husband who always Zahwa see as if it will disappear and no matter where it goes. Zahwa decided to go back into her room, she stepped with a chest that felt tight and tears that flowed on her cheeks because she saw the state of her husband.
Even Zahwa's mother, the one who was most upset and angry at Anton's betrayal of her daughter, now felt concerned, touched her heart and felt the sadness felt by her daughter-in-law, when he saw Anton sitting in front of him. Uncle Zahwa tried to get close to Anton, and told his sister's son-in-law to rest in the room.
"Son Anton, let's rest first." Bring uncle. And without speaking Anton immediately stood up and followed the footsteps of his mother to the room that had been prepared to rest.
"Well." yeah." Call Ms. Ningsih to her husband.
"Yes buk."
"Mother so sad well see the state of Anton, should I just talk to Zahwa.?" ask Ms. Ningsih with her husband.
"It's better to be so buk, I can see for myself now, how genuine Anton's heart is towards your daughter Zahwa, until she becomes like that." mr. Rahmat was happy because now his wife began to feel concerned about Anton and certainly would no longer expect Zahwa to leave her husband.
"Yes Dad, let me talk to Zahwa later." replied Ms. Ningsih.
"Mba, let me come and see Zahwa later." said his sister-in-law, the mother of Nazwa.
"Hmm, let's meet Zahwa in his room now." said Ningsih.
The two of them stood up from their seats and walked towards Zahwa's room. Arriving at the door of her daughter's room, Ningsih and her sister-in-law stopped and threw each other a glance, then Ningsih finally took action to knock on Zahwa's room door.
"Assalamualaikum" said aunt Zahwa.
"Za, this is my dear mother and aunt." call her mother again. And soon the door opened.
"Waalaikum salam, ma'am." replied Zahwa, then came out and immediately poured into his mother's arms, he vented all his feelings and longings, and he, Zahwa shed her tears while her mother tightly hugged her daughter's body and gently rubbed her child's back. The three women entered the room where Zahwa used to lay down his body. Then they sat on the edge of the bed in the room.
"Za, are you happy to be here, son.?" ask mother.
"Yes ma'am, the atmosphere and air are very fresh" he replied.
"Son, but it's time for you to come home with your husband." asked his mother, and Zahwa just bowed to hear his mother's words.
"But ma'am." Zahwa had not yet begun to speak, her aunt had cut off her words, the woman pulled Zahwa and went to advise her husband's niece.
"Za, auntie knows you're angry with your husband because of his attitude. But baby, don't let your anger backfire on yourself, don't let it defend your selfishness, you'll be sorry for the rest of your life baby." said his lips.
"Son, mother actually does not like your husband because of his disrespectful attitude towards you, but seeing his efforts to maintain your household, make your heart so do not have the heart to see him son." ms. Ningsih also tried to advise and melt her daughter's heart.
"We know it must be very difficult for you to go through all this, even if aunt is in your position, not necessarily aunt can get through this, but if God has chosen you to go through the household hoodup like this, it means that God knows that you are his strong and patient servant, god cannot give his servant a trial beyond the limits of his ability. You are a special woman whom God chose to undergo this complex ordeal of marriage dear, but trust me there will be great happiness ahead there awaiting you, dear, even God willing, the door of heaven is wide open to welcome your presence later dear there. We beg you to forgive your husband dear." said his aunt.
Seeing the tears of her mother, and hearing the plea of her lips made Zahwa's heart more sad, she felt guilty for her actions against her husband, now Zahwa realized one thing, Zahwa, that it turns out everyone loves him and everyone will also feel sad if something bad happens with his household.
"Mom, bik," Zahwa clasped his mother's hand and lips, and pulled them together and placed them on his lap.
"I'm sorry Zahwa yes, because I'm all so hard, aunt shouldn't have to beg me so, I feel guilty bi." Zahwa broke into tears, unable to endure the tightness of his chest because he heard his mother's words and his aunt's pleas.
"Actually I have realized everything, I know this is not entirely the fault of Anton, because I also contributed to making him have to make all these mistakes. It's just that I want Anton to be completely aware of all his mistakes. For whatever reason, offering a wife to another man is a shame to me, even though I know she did it all because I didn't want to feel tormented by my marriage with her. Mother and aunt don't worry, I will definitely return to Anton, I will carry out my duties as a wife and set a good example for my son's son later." zahwa said with a sweet smile but still tears.
Her mother and aunt also smiled and similarly embraced Zahwa in their arms.