Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 186 LOOKING FOR A FACE IN TEMARAM
For a moment his eyes did not blink spelling out what sentence was written on the paper, he unconsciously said it in a small mutter but still heard clearly,
"Diah Pitaloka bint Sophan Abdillah, I talak thee with talak one. From this moment on I release you and release my responsibility towards you,"
Bram's mouth agape raised his face at Diah who was staring at him from across the table,
"I wrote it, afraid I'd have trouble stringing it right." Say Diah straightforward.
"A..what do you mean?" Bram looked at Diah dumbfounded, unable to believe what he was hearing.
"For many years I have not given a living right birth to your family, for months I have forgotten to support your wife's bathin, no matter how many times I have betrayed me behind my back, religiously a husband has neglected to provide for his wife so deeply is haram and sinful. With that barrage of mistakes it's actually a compelling reason for me to sue you, but I'm trying to stick around in patience giving you a chance to change." Diah seemed unable to resist the waves of emotions that perched and radiated on the look of his face that suddenly hardened.
"Unfortunately, I'm an ordinary man, ma'am. Can't survive on just one foot. So I'm sincere if mas divorces me." Diah continued, with a loud voice.
"Diah..we don't have to be like this." Lirih Bram said but it only reached the tip of his tongue, regret spread through the chambers of his heart, he realized he had hurt Diah to the extent that no one could bear it.
"Thank you for setting me free by saying that phrase to me, mas." Diah's lips were trembling.
"Why should I do this? I did not want to ask for a divorce first, because I was afraid to precede the right of the people who had married me in accordance with religious rules, but I still wanted to divorce myself properly." Diah took a breath for a moment, collecting oxygen into her lungs that felt like exploding.
Bram was speechless, with no words, except for his blinking eyes watching Diah speaking.
"In full awareness Mas Bram had been having an affair, I assume in consciousness also mas divorced me since many years ago. Didn't you say many times I regret my marriage, many times I covered my ears and pretended to be deaf when I declared that you were forced to marry me! And. I don't know how many times I said I wanted to divorce me for not loving me. You know, religiously Bram telsh chanted me so many times, only I am this fool to console myself by pretending not to take mas seriously. All those words I have swallowed for the sake of the children I love with all my body." Diah paused for a moment, as if trying to breathe in the middle of a long sentence so stifling to say it.
"Today I passed all my desire to ingratiate me by making mas pronounce it in the correct sentence, so that I would no longer have to say the word divorce to me only when I was scolding me. In my humble understanding, without even a witness religiously, when a husband speaks that talaq sentence, the law remains valid." Say Diah with relief at the end of her sentence.
Bram looked at Diah not believing what he was hearing, as a priest he was blind in everything. He never really learned about religion, let alone trying to become a priest for his family.
Bram's sharp, pushy eyes watched Diah's movements, as if he was completely stunned by what he saw and heard.
"During this waiting period, I won't let Bram touch me the end of my pocket. Even though I'm still in this house, I can't take care of you anymore, so take care of yourself if you have time to go home." Diah leaned over and blew the large candle in the middle of the dining table in a slow motion.
"Like this dead candle, that's the light in our household that I've been trying to keep alive even though you've been trying to turn it off again and again." The smoke from the candle was writhing a thin white, and it immediately disappeared in the air afterwards.
"Now, mas.I myself willingly turn it off. Without having to work hard trying to put it out again. For years I was patient, licking pus from the ulcers of my own heart wound that was always scratching with new wounds every day. Right now, I choose to give up on our household not because I want it but because I want to live quietly, living sins, mas. If I were still your wife, I might not be able to cover up the disgrace of our household all the time." Diah's breathing sounded calm, sighing one-on-one.
The night began to approach, Adzan magrip sounded faint reverberations,
"I'm sorry, which to the end can never calm you down with my presence. I no longer want to struggle to plunge myself into futility. I don't blame you for my suffering, because I myself dove into the puddle that I know is mud. Let's end it all, like this wedding never should have happened. I pray, even in different realms, lest we be reunited."
A speck of clear water fell in the corner of Diah's eyes, the tears had been in his storage for so long, hoping not to fall again when he had to say this sentence. But, she was still a woman who could not resist crying when her soul and body were so deeply wounded.
Bram stared at the woman standing opposite him, only this time in the dim light, hoping to find the light to see Diah's face again. He was so afraid that the face disappeared in the dark.
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