Mr. Ergan's Secret Wedding
A Heart that is Broken

"I'll talk to Mom. I know you are disappointed and angry, so again forgive me Pras. You're a very good person and you're sure to get the right match. I'm leaving." Amelia moved to leave and opened the door.

The deg!

"Don't go!" Now Pras' gaze became sad. Her mouth told Amelia to leave, but her heart was not willing.

Amelia turned around, looking at Pras with a guilty feeling. A circle of tears fell down his cheeks, if he could be selfish, he also did not want to lose Pras. Pras always takes care of and protects her. A place of sighing and backrest in every sad.

"This is what I'm worried about why all this time I didn't want to open my heart. Why I just want us to be friends, it's because in the end I have to go back to her and you'll get hurt. If you are sad, I am sadder. Like it or not, inevitably, he will definitely take me." Amelia.

"Are you really going?" Pras repeated his question, wanting to make sure Amelia's decision was the right one.

"Yes, because I'm still his wife." Amelia reminded her status. It was difficult but they had to separate. They were also unable to marry because Amelia was still Ergan's legal wife.

"All right." Pras resigned if indeed Amelia believes it is the best.

With a heavy heart, Amelia stepped out, in fact she felt guilty to Pras for giving her high hopes, and when Pras felt that happiness, he suddenly threw it on the bottom of the deep ocean.

If time could be played, Amelia would choose Pras as her husband and not need to be reunited with Ergan.

After Amelia disappeared behind the door, Pras exhaled, trying to eliminate the rumble in his heart. She leaned back on the sofa, remembering how Amelia had filled her empty, empty days. He does not want to lose a second time, but God wills another.

"Argh..." Pras rubbed his face violently. What he had been fighting for was in vain. His heart was broken into pieces.

How broken Pras' heart is right now.

Should Pras discuss Amelia with Ergan?

Amelia came out of Pras's study, so turning towards her room, she accidentally met Juminarti's mother.

"Mom can we talk to you for a second? I have something to say." Amelia.

"You're just like everyone else. Pake ask permission for everything. If you want to talk directly. Come on, where to talk." The spirit of Juminarti's mother, she felt that the discussion this time had something to do with the marriage of Amelia and Pras.

"There's a Mom." Amelia pointed at the long chair near the pantry.

The atmosphere in the pesantren began to be quiet, all the activities of the students were finished. The children went into their rooms to rest.

"What do you want to say, son? If you need anything for a wedding, just tell Mom, don't hesitate." Juminarti's mother smiled revealing a row of her teeth that were almost dislodged.

Amelia clasped Juminarti's mother's hand, looking at her shady eyes which for three years gave her a better life. It feels really heavy saying goodbye to Mother Juminarti who has been considered as her mother.

So many life lessons that he got during the pesantren. Amelia routinely follows studies with children. Listening well to the meter given ustadz teacher makes himself feel what he is after all this time, there is no meaning in front of God.

Being able to learn more about the science of religion in Darussalam Al-kharan pesantren made his heart feel peaceful. Trying to forgive Ergan's mistakes and sincere in facing the test of life that has been outlined by God.

"Mom, thank you for giving me the opportunity to stay here. This pesantren is so peaceful and soothing. Forgive Amel if it ever made Mom difficult. Sorry Amel for disappointing you this time. Pras and I could not continue this marriage.hikks, hikss" Amelia wept pausing her words. It feels so crowded and does not have the heart to make the heart of Mother Juminarti destroyed. Which mother's heart does not hurt if her son's future wife cancels the marriage just like that after everything has been arranged.

"You don't joke, son! Look, whatever problems you're having can be discussed. Why did you just break up the wedding? I'm sure there must be some misunderstanding here. How pras! he should have given up more, why he'd just shut up when you had a problem." Upset Mother Juminarti. His guess is only a misunderstanding.

"It's not like that, ma'am. The real problem is that Azka's father found me. I have to go home with Azka." Amelia's tears continued to flow endlessly.

The deg!

"really?" Mother Juminarti's eyeballs glared with her mouth slightly open. She was surprised to say nothing but shut her mouth.

"Yes Ma'am, Mr. Ergan who I know is Azka's biological father."

"God willing... So the man who came yesterday was Azka's father?" Ibu Juminarti parroted.

"Yes, Mom."

"Why not say?"

"Aren't you divorced?" Ask Juminarti's Mother.

"No ma'am, he never divorced me, even if I asked for it." Sergey Amelia.

"If it's like that, what can you do. You are still legally married, there is no way you are married to Pras. Does Pras know about this?" Ask Juminarti.

"Already Mom. We just talked about it."

"What did he say?" Juminarti's mother worried about Pras' feelings. For sure, at this time his son is disappointed and hurt.

"Just like my mom." Answer Amelia.

Juminarti's mother fell silent thinking about Pras' feelings. How Pras will get through tomorrow without Amelia and Azka. As busy as Pras every day, he always took the time to meet with Amelia and Azka.

"I'll go tomorrow Mom. Ergan's coming to get me." Amelia.

"Quick that? why tomorrow, stay another week. Let me play with Azka longer."

"Mom, that's Mas Ergan's decision. Amel promised to bring Azka here again. Don't worry, we love you and Pras. We can't forget Mom. Now I'm resting, it's night." Amelia helps Juminarti's mother get to the room. It felt very relieved to have said goodbye to the host, even though all hearts felt tight but it was the best.

After Mom made sure Juminarti's mother rested, Amelia went into her room, Azka had slept soundly. He approached Azka and sat down beside her. Peeping Azka's forehead then caressing her lovingly.

"Mommy hope Daddy doesn't hurt us anymore. We're going home together, Mommy doesn't want to be selfish, you deserve to be with Daddy." Amelia's Mumbling.

Amelia picks up her phone on the nightstand and then calls Lidya.

"Hello," Lidya answered by phone.

"Hello Mah, how's Mama doing?" ask Amelia.

"Good mom, you?"

"Alhamdulillah, Amelia is also good. Mah, Meli called to tell Mama, tomorrow Mas Ergan will pick me up and Azka in Pesantren," said Amelia.

"..."

"Well, Mama didn't hear me?"

"Yes, Mama was just shocked. All of a sudden you said Ergan was coming, how could he find you?" ask Lidya.

"It just so happens that in this village there is an inauguration of the bridge, Ergan came there and Pras took him for a walk to Pesantren. We met by accident until he took me home. According to Mama, how should Meli? Meli was confused because Ergan said that she had not divorced me, while I was going to marry Pras" asked Amelia.

"If you're still husband and wife, you should go home son, regardless of ever lying and hurting you. How was his first wife?"

"They've divorced Mah" replied Amelia.

"Talk to Pras, give her some understanding if you can't get married because you and Ergan are still husband and wife. Although this is very hard for him but Mama is sure he will accept it, he's a very nice guy," Lidya advises."

"Yes Mah, yes, take care of your health, I will take Azka to see Mama as soon as possible. Assalamualaikum.." said Amelia.

"Waalaikumsalam.." reply Lidya.

Amelia ended her phone call and Amelia lay beside Azka, her eyes still open staring at the ceiling of the white room. Tomorrow he will go and start his new life with Ergan and Azka. Leaving all memories with the people in this boarding school. He again kissed Azka on the forehead and then fixed the blanket and slept with Azka.

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Seriate....