I LET MY HUSBAND CHEAT
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Three months later

The atmosphere in the stall is playing. Akram is the bearer of good luck. The more the day more and more just approaching me, let alone my Iddah time is up, he always makes my days with cherry roses, with his funny behavior. Rose has also seriously worked with me. When he wants to create content, I don't force him to work.

At 02:00 pm all our merchandise was lost. It was time to clean up, of course, the roses were busy with their shops and when the kingdom was running like this, Akram would start to flail around seducing me. Ask me when I was ready to be taken to the office of KUA.

"iihi.. I've been looking for another girl, a virgin. I think of you as my own sister. Stop this the last time you seduced me like this, asking when I was ready." I answered gently Akram's question. I don't want him to be offended when my declaration of love is rejected.

More often with him, joking with him and other workers. I even feel more comfortable and fun if I consider Akram as my brother.

"Is it because I am poor? while my other two rivals are rich?" ask her with her sad face. I was silent, I knew Akram was looking for a cause. He knows my character. I'm not a crazy woman of treasure.

Hhuufftts

Akram let out a heavy sigh he leaned his body on the wall of Lesehan made of bamboo. Yes, we are now sitting relaxed in the Lesehan in the courtyard of Warung.

"Is it because I'm stretcher I'm sure I'm not barren. I haven't checked, but I'm sure I'm not barren." He spoke again, not satisfied, he vented a vexation in his heart.

"It's not because it's Akram. I feel..

Ahhhh .....Already Akram, do not need to discuss it, I dizzy to think about it. At the beginning I told you that I don't want to get married again. I don't want to mess around with keeping your feelings, keeping the feelings of your partner later. The point is I want to focus on work, make money, save up for Raisa's school fees. I also want to go on Hajj with my mom. Anyway, I don't want to think about men. Dizziness.... You know..!" ketusku on Akram.

Akram looked surprised at my answer which impressed me. Usually also I answer her marriage invitation gently and throw a thin smile different once with this time.

Tin

Tin

The sound of car horns rang out loud in the ears. The car is now parked right in front of the lesehan I sat with Akram. I know that car, it's Judge Raihan's car.

Mr. Judge Raihan was seen rushing down from the car, approaching me who was sitting in Lesehan.

" Alda wants to come with me to the hospital, she panicked. His face looks very foggy.

"Hospital?" many ensure. There is already my feeling, that the one in pain is Holy Mother. But, I need to make sure. For three months. I rarely communicate with Judge Rayhan, as well as with Holy Mother and Mr. Armand. Because Mom said that. It was discussed after the mass of Iddahku was exhausted.

Is the Holy Mother going to ask Hal, whom she once asked me, to be her honey?

"Yes Alda, I want to see you. He kept calling your name." Answer Raihan. He doesn't look calm.

I lyrics Akram sitting next to me with his gloomy facial expression. Yes, it still looks disappointed at my answer earlier and now there is Rehan who appears before him of course he is jealous of Rehan.

"Ooh.. Yeah, I'll change my clothes first." I said as I rushed down from Lesehan.

"No, let's go now!"

Rayhan said in a panic, he really looked very upset.

"Alright, Come.." I followed her steps towards the car. So too with Akram.

"Alda, I can come, right?" ask Akram, when I

"Come bang, if you want to come. Just sit in front."

Rehan said quickly still with a facial expression shrouded in tension and full of anxiety.

All the way to the hospital. The atmosphere in the car was very quiet no one opened the sound. The music was not played. Only the sound of the roar of the car engine and the hustle and bustle of vehicles on the road began to deafen. Because in the afternoon, office workers have returned to their homes, or to other tongkrongan places.

When about to enter the room where the Holy Mother was treated. My feelings are starting to get bad. The chest also feels tight and pounding erratically. What is going to happen in there. Why am I called to come to this hospital.

Deg

Sure enough in this room the situation is not okay. In this room there were also very many people surrounding the holy Mother, who was lying on her Bed. And in the corner of the room I saw two middle-aged men, like the cleric or religious figure. I can conclude like that, because the two men I saw were wearing peci and turban.

I dragged my trembling steps to approach the holy Mother who was lying on her bed. When to reach the Holy Mother. A middle-aged hijab-wearing woman, approaching me, holding my shoulder medium, led me closer to Holy Mother, who now looked Weak in her bed.

The face of the pale Holy Mother was very pale her face also looked thin and very dry. the last news I know after the last time I saw him at his house was a month ago. She is still sick, after that I do not want to know anymore about the Holy Mother because I am afraid she asked again her request, related to me who will be the second wife of Mr. Armand.

"l.. Deck Alda...!" he said with a heavy voice. Like her to say Holy Ma'am, can no longer.

"Yes, Mom..!" I took his outstretched hand. I held gently those pale thin hands.

"Ka, grant per, ask me to ter, end of the day. Ka, you want to marry my husband Armand." His words stammered, his sunken eyes were now inundated with tears. I feel so sorry to see him.

Oh Allah....

What am I supposed to do? O Allah, shall I accept the request of the holy Mother, the last one this time O Allah? Give me your guidance, my God... I'm inward, I feel trapped.

Honestly, indeed this past week, I thought to Mr. Armand and the holy lady. There was a sense of relief at this moment in time given the request of the holy Mother. Why does this have to be the way, God? why, when he wishes to be blessed with death, his request must be fulfilled, O God..

I was nervous, very nervous and confused. A big decision I have to make, in desperation. The request of a kind woman who helped me get out of big trouble. And she, this kind woman, is now in pain begging me for the happiness of the man she loves. I really can't resist it.

Yes, I will accept the request of the holy mother. I'll be Mr. Arman's wife.

The Hua... The Hua...

Instantly my tears broke. I can't help myself anymore, I'm very emotional right now. Tears immediately poured out. Ku kecup bertilubi hand tubi Holy Ma'am. I was so afraid of myself, of her insistent self, of choosing myself, to be her husband's second wife. I can no longer look around. I can feel the pain that Holy Mother is feeling right now. Because I also had a critical period, during an accident

"I.. Yes, Holy Ma'am. I want to fulfill your wish..!"

Prancing..

The sound of the door hitting the wall. Auto, my attention is turned to the origin of the sound. Apparently, Akram collapsed to hit the door of this room.

"Accord...!" Loudly Weak.

Immediately Akram got up, holding the door. He also ran from the room.

.TB