LOVE IN TASBIH DETAILS
CHAPTER 14 UNEQUAL VALUES

There is no water that is not rippling, no sea that is not choppy, no life that does not meet trials.

After so many years of marriage Atifa and Faras are like the romeo Julieth and they have a marriage that is almost without waves.

At fifteen years of their marriage, the storm finally arrived and could not be stopped, ravaging every wall they had tried to build together.

After three years of wandering the wealthy borneo land, Faras admitted he had married in series to a widow in the midwife's profession where he lived. Young midwives are widows with one child.

It is true, not everyone can be far from his partner, although maybe he has promised to be loyal.

Faras is no less religious knowledge that has been swallowed but if only just swallow without practicing it well, then like the water in the palm leaves, he is just passing by.

However, how to judge someone who feels he is not wrong, Faras may apologize but he does not regret it. Or, even if he lamented, everything might have become porridge. He felt wrong, back and forth was wrong.

When Atifa asked him to leave Ani, his new wife, Faras shook his head.

"So deeply do you love that woman, that it is so hard for Faras to leave her?"

"It's not just about love, brother. But I married her in series." Faras said he seemed to object.

"But I also have you legally married, even religiously and stately. We both have a child who is almost out of elementary school. Do I have less right to demand that you leave a woman you may have known only that season?"

"I can't leave him, can't you just make things easy, brother. I'm asking you to accept him as your sister in our marriage. There is no harm in polygamy in our religion" Faras so keukah maintain Ani, clearly visible on his face.

"There's nothing wrong with polygamy if it's done right! Come to your first wife, tell her, if she's allowed it then there's nothing wrong with that."

"How could I ask you for permission, I'm almost certain that one hundred percent of you would reject it"

Atifa stared intently at her husband, all day yesterday she had been crying until she was exhausted. And today she was out of the room, her husband was waiting for her in the chair to ask her to renegotiate.

" Sister Faras, you know I'm so fragile about love, I trust you more than I believe in myself. That's why I'm not willing to be on honey. Please leave her, for me and Aisyah and the child I bear, I'm not ready to share with another woman. I can't afford it yet..." Atifa begged bitterly, Atifa is a plain and honest woman she will say how she feels.

"Sir, give me a chance."

Seeing Faras so steadfastly defending his new wife further made Atifa sick, devastated and burned with jealousy.

"Sister Faras, did Faras feel able to do justice. Do not compare yourself to the glorious rosule. You're far from being able to do it." Atifa warned, her originally pale face was slightly flushed, by the wrath of her own heart.

"It's a matter of my heart as a human being far from perfect, I know I won't be able to hold back my feelings when I see you with another woman. I'm sorry, I can't accept your marriage. I'm in a big pregnancy, I want you by my side without thinking about anyone."

"Sik.he has converted to follow me..." Swish Faras.

Atifa was stunned for a moment, her eyes did not blink for a moment.

"Is it worth someone who comes and loves you because of God and the woman who forsakes her Lord in order to justify relationships and pursues lusts with other people's husbands?"

Atifa's question sounded so bitter, she looked at her husband with a tired look and gave up.

Faras was silent, he did not answer.

"I ask, leave him.if you really love me."

That was their last talk, before later that night, Faras disappeared from next to Aisha when she fell asleep. As she remembered that her father Aisyah was holding her tightly, she felt her hair wet, it seemed like her father was crying while putting her to sleep on the sidelines reading a story for Aisyah.

And when she woke up in the middle of the night, Aisyah found her mother crying, sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall of Aisyah's room. The tears came out not even stopping. Her watery eyes were blankly staring towards the half-opened door of the room.

Dik Atifa's...

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry,

I can't leave Ani if you ask me to leave her.

I love her, just like I loved you.

Weight took everything off, but I knew you would be fine with Aisyah without me.

You may hate me for my choice, but I've been thinking about it all night and I can't let Ani wait for me alone.

There's no lack of you as a wife, but I'm the imperfect husband.

I'll go, and maybe never come back, tell Aisha and our child you're about to give birth to, that their father is dead, drowning in swamps in Kalimantan or drifting under the flow of the Barito river. I can't go back when I'm too far away,

Dik Atifa, I'm talking about you and I'm freeing you from all your duties as a wife to me.

Marry a good man, I will love the world.

From me,

Pharas

From that day on, Aisyah never saw her father return, and her mother was drowning in endless sadness.

He lost his spirit in the face of severe depression.

The fatal mistake of a woman when she trusts men more than herself, when her love and life are handed over to her husband does not even leave a little room for her heart, when he was let down then he would slowly disintegrate from within.

"A wife is obliged to obey and glorify her husband but not love him more than her Lord. Husband is human, he can disappoint us at some point, when we deify him too much then we will lose ourselves and our sanity."

The sentence was proven to Atifa, after Faras died he was so hurt and lost his confidence.

She forgot she was pregnant and refused to eat for days.

As independent as any woman, as strong as she is if the matter of love not everyone can overcome if pierced by the poison.

Kaka Atifa, Sharif tried to find traces of Faras but the husband of his sister like lost somewhere. Mobile number cannot be contacted. Syarif tried to track down where he worked but the company informed Faras that he had resigned days earlier. For the address where they live they just say, Faras is not living in the mess company anymore because he has come out.

Aisyah felt excruciating pain in her childhood, her father had abandoned her and her pregnant mother for the sake of other women. And Aisyah had to witness the state of her mother who from day to day increasingly moody and indifferent to the people around her.

Atifa just stayed in her room, stroked her stomach and said,

"Your father will be home soon, son. Don't come out before your father arrives."

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