Almahyras

Almahyras
Season 2, Part 8


A few weeks later. Jafar decided to go to the residence of Ustadz Hasan and Aunt Hasna. His wife said that Azizah was pregnant without marriage. It even has to be kicked out of the house.


He also wanted to invite Dilara. But confined when his son prefers to join Ummi Salamah. Dilara said, miss Grandma. So, Jafar and Alma let it go.


But before that he approached the address of Azizah's residence now. To ask the woman to go with herself and Alma. Because which mother doesn't miss her child? She was sure Aunt Hasna missed her only daughter.


After arriving in front of the alley, Jafar asked that his own wife go down, and he waited in the car.


"God willing, I will persuade Azizah, Mas," said Alma.



"Mr Alma agrees?"


Alma was silent for a moment. "I can't answer, Azizah. But today I want to take you to Ustaz Hasan's house."


"Don't tell me to go home?" Azizah. "I don't want to, Ma'am. Didn't you realize that my pregnancy caused Abi to die? Ummi hates me, Ma'am. Ummi nyesel was born to me. Kids like me don't really know themselves. I can't take care of my pride as a woman. I'm shy Abi same Ummi. He is a religious leader but he .. ha-rus has a child like me, Ma'am."


Alma.


"I must have born this child, right, Ma'am? I don't want to sin anymore. But ..." Azizah gripped the gamis yabg used tightly. "I don't want to take care of this kid. If you don't want to either. I'm going to stay with this kid in the hospital. I never wanted to have that son of a bitch!"


"Azizah ... were you .. raped?" ask Alma.


Azizah. But as seconds passed, Azizah's sobs became more and more clear.


So, you did that willingly? batin Alma asked by looking at the woman who was one year younger than him.


"Please ... don't ask again, Ma'am," Azizah replied.


Alma sighed softly. How can people who do it without bonding be that easy to get a child? While husband and wife who try for years, have a good relationship and definitely, must get the trials of a pregnancy that does not come. If you look at it from one side it seems unfair. But Alma knew the meaning of all that God had intended.


"You really don't want to come?" ask Alma.


Azizah.


"Then. Take care of that child in your womb, don't hurt him, Azizah. Excuse me," continued Alma and passed away.



Hearing Alma's words, Jafar concluded that Azizah was really reluctant to return to her parents' house.


Before starting the car engine. Jafar stared straight. Azizah was the daughter of a religious leader. As Jafar's men judged Azizah to be a kind, beautiful, and graceful woman, she had many achievements and could even support herself. But why did the fate of a girl like Azizah have to end like this?


Depressing.


Painful.


Even ... there must be a child born without the love of both parents.


"Mas ... " Alma looked at him. "I want to take care of Azizah's son. I want to resign as a manager at Kedai Bersama. I'll tell Uncle Idrus."


Jafar took the device and typed. "Don't let go of the trust you've agreed to."


"I'll help you, Mom. But as an owner. I will not go there often. I want to take care of Dilara and Azizah's son" explained Alma.


"The son of Azizah we better give to Aunt Sarah's orphanage alone" Jafar wrote.


Alma. "Mas please .. do you really not want my permission to take care of Azizah's child? Is it because Azizah the woman who was once betrothed to you? Or do you still doubt yourself?"


"It's not like that, Alma," Jafar wrote.


Alma saw Jafar write again. "What do you mean?"


"You said Azizah's son was a man. You know that Dilara is a woman. I'm just afraid that the limit will make Azizah's child feel unwelcome, and of course she will know that we are not her parents" Jafar explained in writing.


Alma was silent for a moment. "I know about it. Later when they are already in baliq. I will tell Dilara that Azizah's son is not her sister. We can separate their bedrooms. Even keep an eye on them from the cctv."


"Alright," Jafar broke up by typing on the device.


"You're my permission, Mas?"


Jafar nodded. After all, both of them are small things like this, he will think again with Alma if the two children have grown up in adolescence.


I have to go to the house of Ustaz Hasan, the inner Jafar who turned on the engine of his car.