After Marriage
CHAPTER 39
Love brings us together for a reason, whether this is a blessing or just a lesson.
- Kiran
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Kiran stared at Maya's departure, there was a part of her heart that was so painful to lament this reality. Not only about him and Aslan, but also about his now-defunct son.
Maybe this is why you left my mother, son, even after you didn't nobody care.
Kiran's hand moved touching her flat stomach.
Oh, my God, why? why did you take my son? why did you separate me from him? why don't you let the servant come with him, O Allah.
Kiran's cry grew louder, but she did not make any sound.
"Stop crying" Fahmi said in a stern voice, approaching Kiran and sitting next to the bed.
"I have nothing to do with Alfath Mas, I swear," replied Kiran directly with a voice mixed with sobs. He did not want his sister and Tika to think the same as Maya.
"I did not cheat on Mas, especially to have children from the affair. Astagfirulahalazim Mas, it is slander," he explained again in a hurry with tears that continue to flow.
Tika's contagious cry, Tika really did not have the heart to see the current state of her sister-in-law.
"Already Ran, calm down, we believe in you. We know all about how the accident happened. We know you're innocent dear." replied Tika with a whim, she was getting closer and closer to Kiran.
I hope this sister-in-law calms down a little.
Fahmi who saw the state of the sister so chaotic only able to be silent, he stared fixedly at Kiran's eyes filled with sadness.
His heart was so sore, seeing that.
"I'm sorry Ran" Fahmi said later, now he feels guilty for his decision to accept Aslan as his sister's husband. If time could be repeated, he would stick to his starting stance, rejecting Aslan.
Hearing the elder brother's apology, Kiran's cries slowly subsided. With a breath that was still panting, he returned Fahmi's gaze.
"I'm sorry, for marrying you to Aslan. I think their families sincerely accept you, they don't. Turns out everything was right, it turns out they only wanted a child_"
"No no! you are not the wrong. I was wrong, I was the one who forced Kiran to accept this marriage. I was wrong, I'm sorry Ran. Pardon me," cut Tika fast.
The guilt could not be repelled, creeping filled his heart.
"I'm sorry Mas, I'm sorry for putting your sister in this state" Tika said.
But Fahmi just fell silent, actually he did not blame Tika. But his ego still rules. It seems that if you remember the past, it is Tika who takes the most part in this marriage.
Seeing Tika and Fahmi arguing makes Kiran feel bad.
Slowly, he began to wipe his own tears and returned Tika's embrace which had not been released.
"Not Ma'am, this is not the fault of Mbak Tika or Mas Fahmi," replied Kiran while glancing at the brother who is still loyal to look at him with a look of pity.
"This is all God's way, the bad good will be wisdom" Kiran explained in a trembling voice. His mouth might be able to say that, but not with his heart.
But now his heart is no longer important, it feels hurt has become his best friend.
Looking at Kiran, Fahmi finds out, her sister is trying to toughen up.
"Let's go," asked Fahmi directly.
Yesterday, Aslan asked him to look after Kiran. And now Fahmi's keeping it. For the sake of keeping Kiranpun Fahmi told his sister that Aslan was the same as Maya.
No need to give any explanation, we just leave all the sadness and start a new life. Fahmi pushes his wheelchair out of the hospital.
Kiran only fell silent, while Tika did not dare to open her voice. He just followed all the decisions of his husband.
Until arriving at Soekarno–Hatta International Airport. Everyone is still silent.
"Mother, where are we going?" tanya Raka broke the silence. He and his brother Rian were suddenly picked up during school hours.
And when they got home, all their stuff was packed neatly. Without much questioning, Raka and Rian continued to follow wherever his father and his mother went.
"Are we going to treat Bulek Kiran?" now Rian opened his voice, from earlier he faithfully stood beside Kiran, even continuing to hold the hand of the bulek.
Raka and Rian are also sad about the accident, they know how Kiran is now. Broken bones and requires treatment long enough to recover immediately.
Perhaps, with treatment in a distant place, Kiran's pain could soon recover. That was what was on Raka and Rian's mind now.
"Dear, we will go to treat Kiran's bull" explained Tika, she stroked the top of Raka's chapel sitting next to her.
They all sit in waiting chairs, waiting for their flight to neighboring Malaysia.
"Ran, here's your new phone, put it on" Fahmi said, handing the flat object to his sister.
Without answering his brother's words, Kiran received the cell phone.
One that was in his mind, for some reason, before leaving he was eager to hear the voice of the husband who was now out of nowhere. Maybe her husband is still with his first wife, Kiran thought.
He shook his head slowly, Fahmi said he had filed for divorce. Tomorrow the divorce papers will be at Aslan's house.
Remembering that, Kiran put away all feelings, for the last time let her be a shameless woman. Because it can not be denied, his love for Aslan was already deep.
Slowly, his hand moved to type the phone number that was already so on his phone. Just once, he wanted to call Aslan for the last time.
But unfortunately, until the last sound of Tut call still did not get an answer.
Kiran smiled bitterly, lamenting her unfortunate fate.
"Whose phone are you calling?" asked Fahmi curiously.
"Gung Mas," replied Kiran lying. He put the phone in a small bag he was carrying.
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Somewhere else.
There are people who think time goes on for so long.
Aslan was still struggling with all his busyness, but his heart and mind drifted far to Jakarta there.
Again, he saw the clock curled up in his left hand. As if it stopped spinning, for him time remained at the number of 2 pm.
Drt drt drt
Aslan's phone continued to vibrate, but Aslan did not hear a single bit. The focus is now just work, the sooner he gets it done, the sooner he gets home.
The sooner he gets to meet Kiran.