
Mr. Haidar also arrived at his rented house, he went straight into the room, at this time he was so resigned to his life. If he has to go to jail, he won't mind.
After a long time in his room, Haidar came out of his room. He opened the fridge to make lunch for his son, who was about to return home from school.
It was not difficult for him to jump in the kitchen because in the past when together with Miss, he often cooked something to spoil his wife's miss. He did not think the decision to entrepreneurship with the capital given by his in-laws was the beginning of the destruction of his household, he said, yes, the woman who is in the help miss to get a job in Haidar company turns out to be the younger brother of Miss from another mother. The woman wants to master her mother's treasure Miss.
Longing who never knew the past of his father made the wrong decision to ruin his marriage, still ringing in the ears of Haidar his wife asked him to marry Love, "You must marry her Haidar." misses firmly.
"I can't, miss I don't love her, I don't want to let go of you, I never did that night, Rin" said Haidar weakly. "She turned out to be my sister, Dar," said Miss with a wistful look.
"I don't care, I don't have to take responsibility for what Rin didn't do and I don't want to divorce you, you understand!"
"On paper alone, Dar did it for me." Said Missing Haidar who never Haidar know the reason, why he did it.
"You know the law isn't it, Rin! If I marry her that means I have to divorce you, you're crazy Rin! you really hurt me Rin!!" said Haidar leaving by slamming the door hard.
Haidar closed his eyes the pain never healed from his heart.The sound of greeting was heard from outside. "Assalamualaik."
"Wa'alaikum salutations."
The footsteps of his son entered his house, his smile expanding when he found out, his father was arranging food on the dining table.
Chicken soup, potato sauce sauce sauce on the table and Vino asked his father, "Well, Dad cooked, tumben yesterday-yesterday buy, why?"
Haidar laughed, "Yesterday I had a lot of Vin's business, so I didn't have time to cook. Change clothes first, son."
Vino walked away from his father going to his room to change his clothes then came out again and sat down on the dining table chair. Vino took his father's plate and scooped up rice for his Dad, "Here's Dad?"
"Yes, enough Vin." replied Haidar with a smile. Vino took the vegetables on his father's plate and put them on his father's front desk and then he took his own food and prayed together.They began to eat lunch together.
"Dad, will you tell me. Why didn't you ever come home to see us at all?" asked Vino to his father, making Haidar think back to that time, he let out a long sigh, then told him what happened first.
The flashback
That Time Miss really forced him to marry that si@lan woman. He had taken care of his letters without telling Haidar and the next day he had to marry Love.
Haidar leaned against the door of his room while looking at his wife with a disappointed look, "Why are you doing this Missing? You brought him to work with me, then why didn't you ever trust me. Well, if that's what you want, I'll give you, I won't divorce you, but I'll make Love, never my wife, even if I have given her a khobul hijab, keep it all right, miss it!"
To the next day, the marriage procession in the title and Haidar also said hijab in front of the ruler, the marriage certificate had been signed Haidar, but after Haidar signed the marriage letter, Haidar signed the marriage letter, not the Miss that he talked about, but Love. Longing to be surprised at what Haidar did, in front of the crowd Haidar uttered talak aloud.
"This letter is what you want love? Then own! you are no longer my wife religiously. And you miss me not going home and living in this house before I can take care of the divorce papers for Love." Haidar left without bringing anything.
"Dad I'm sorry why I didn't know about it."
"We were on vacation at the top, right?" said Haidar
"Then Mom and Dad came out, right? and Dad didn't come back to pick us up, only mom came" Vino said, staring at him.
"Yes" replied his father with a smile. "Come, finish your meal, we start all over again, maybe it's Vin's destiny, when Dad comes to want to be with your mother, he leaves Dad for good" said Haidar.
"Dad forgive Vino I thought Dad didn't love mom anymore and didn't care about us anymore" Vino said looking at his dad.
"Why do you live in trouble? Don't you always send money to your mom."
"Mommy's sick, Dad I don't know what mom is sick? He never told us that the money was spent on the hospital expenses of the mother, even the salary of the mother was only a little enough to eat everyday."
"Oh, yes, I'm telling you not to work, then how we live."
Haidar laughed, "Dad still has the advantage in that company Vin, don't worry, you can still go to high school and become a scholar."
Vino looked at his father, "Thank you Dad for being a good father to me. Well I forgot, Mom's dad left me a letter for you, I'll get you a minute."
Vino left the dining table and ran to his room and came back with a letter given to his father.
Haidar received the letter and walked to his room and closed the door. He sat on the lip of the bed, opened the envelope and read it.
to my beloved husband
I'm sorry if I can't wait for you, I'm sick, Dar. Cervical cancer, before you married Love and turned it on I was sick, sorry to hide it from you. Because I don't want you to be sad.
I think Love is the woman who will replace me taking care of you and babysitting our children I was wrong, Dar.
He came to me and asked Ratih to be with him he said that you were referring to him, but what happened to my poor daughter. He made his assistant and intended not to send him to school.
I realized that I was wrong.I made a mistake, Dar is not you. Please forgive me. If my death comes sooner to pick me up, before you come. I'm sorry to make you get away from me. Please take care of Ratih and Vino for, Dar.
I love you more Haidar
Haidar folded the letter his heart ached so much, if only he had known earlier perhaps he could accompany his wife in the face of severe pain.