Muhasabah Love Hasna
New Novel Info

Title: I am Betrayed

Author: Gadih Hazar's

Aydon 1.

I felt something wrong had happened at home. I who just finished taking a shower and was about to clean the house after coming home from night service, felt something stuck when sweeping the bottom of the bed. I looked down to see what was under the bed. I was surprised that a bright red top was lying there.

And I immediately remembered a few days ago, I had seen my mother wearing the red-colored top.

"Surprisingly," that's how I feel why there's a mother's top shirt under our bed. It is also impossible that the clothes were carried by rats until they brought them under the bed.

My gaze turned towards the top of the bed, looking for something as a clue.

I saw the mattress-bed look neat, with the pillow neatly arranged in place. I breathed a sigh of relief. Mas Rudi, my husband really likes to make the bed after waking up, and it makes me amazed at Mas Rudi, he can do the housework well. Although not as neat when I do it. And I usually go back to repeating that work when I'm at home to make it look cleaner and tidy.

I took the shirt, I lifted it up with both hands each holding the shoulder of the shirt, sure enough that the shirt that Mom had ever worn. I came up to my nose to smell it. The smell still feels fresh but the smell of a typical woman's perfume even pungent my nose. I've been stunned since when Mom wore such a stinging perfume.

While my husband who I was looking for his existence even did not appear at all from the time I came home.

I have been married for a month to my husband who is a freelancer, who sometimes he gets a job offer sometimes not at all aka unemployed.

"Is it possible that Mas Rudi entered work today? But yesterday Mas Rudi said that he still did not get a job offer again.." I muttered while trying to think positively of my husband who didn't know where. Because if my husband doesn't have a job, he's more at home than out of the house.

I went out of the room, I looked for Mom in the kitchen because at that hour she was cooking in the kitchen, even very happy to cook my husband's favorite food.

I can't wait to ask you about Mom's top dress that I found while holding the shirt to show it to Mom. While I try not to think about anything, Mother's clothes can be under my bed. Maybe Mom's shirt got carried away when I folded my clothes, then fell off... Aaah, why is my brain traveling everywhere.

"Astaghfirullah's.." I immediately stood aside to brush that thought out of my head. Because an even inappropriate thought came to my mind.

There has been nothing suspicious since we got married. My husband and I spent the days as newlyweds that felt so beautiful, like a married couple who lived the beginning of a marriage based on love. Yes, I really love Mas Rudi even though he does not have a permanent job, but I do not mind it because I myself have status as a Civil Servant at a Hospital working as a nurse.

So that my monthly salary is enough to help the economy of our household later. While Mas Rudi himself also once expressed his love for me until finally we decided to get married. And my mother also immediately gave her blessing when I introduced Mas Rudi to her.

After I got married, I decided to stay at my parents' house because I could not leave my mother alone at home. A house made by my late Father that has been three years away from us. I was the only child.

"Mom.." I called Mom because I didn't see Mom in the kitchen.

Not finding Mom there, I decided to look for Mom in her room, and then I knocked on the door. No word was heard from inside, I shook the door handle and it turned out that the door was not locked at all.

And I didn't see Mom in the room either.

So I heard giggling laughter from outside the house. I immediately walked out of Mother's room and headed straight for the main door.

"Is that maybe Mom's laughing?" I muttered as if in disbelief as I walked closer to the door.

I immediately moved away while neutralizing the heartbeat that suddenly just beat unnaturally. I immediately ran towards the room.

"Oh my God, may this be a dream.." I prayed for a moment because I could not believe my vision. I lay my back behind the bedroom door. And stand by in case the door of the room is opened Mas Rudi.

This morning somehow I can go home earlier than usual, there is usually a job that I have to finish that finally makes me come home late from the schedule that has been set when Dinas night.

"Is it possible because God wants to show me something." I asked in my heart.

"It's impossible..." I said while dismissing those bad thoughts that suddenly came back dancing in my mind.

"But Mother's treatment of Mas Rudi just now was inappropriate for a Mother-in-law to her daughter-in-law." My protest in my heart.

I sharpened my hearing. I heard Mother's giggling laughter again.

"Darling..you know last night was so beautiful.Try we just go from here must be much more beautiful because it's just the two of us."

"Deg.." I knew that voice, it was my husband's.

My heart suddenly felt like it stopped beating. With great difficulty I tried to neutralize my heart rate again.

"Oh God..." I call the name of God in plain words.

And somehow gaining strength from nowhere, I opened the door of the room instead. I want to make sure again what I heard just now is not just my own hallucination.

"Mother, Mas Rudi, you guys..." I cried out for a moment to see their friendly scene that was clearly displayed in my eyes. I saw them instantly drifting away from each other.

"Astaghfirullah's... You are truly out of bounds.. I hate you guys.. You guys want to get out of here, right? Please... You guys get out of here.. I won't see your faces anymore.." I cried hysterically at the two people in front of me who were really wrathful and unexpected.

"And you're Mom, that call is no longer appropriate for me even for anyone in the world. You don't deserve to be a mother." I cried back to my mother who had given birth to me and raised me whom I had respected all this time, even I kept every word that came out for her to keep her feelings. But what he has done. He did not take care of the feelings of his daughter, the only daughter he had. He even dared to do outside the norms of religion.

"And you Mas.. You dare to play with fire behind me, even with my own Lady Bladder. Do you not realize Mas, she is your Mother-in-law, even if you divorce me, you will also not be able to marry her because the status of Mother-in-law will remain your mahram, and it is haram if you marry because you touched me yourself, the daughter she gave birth to from her womb. Don't you realize that your relationship is a forbidden relationship." I said in a loud voice to the man who was still my husband.

I lost my sense of courtesy to the two people I respected so much. I'm not an expert in religion but I know the status of the In-Law to his son-in-law. Their actions are not common and taboo in the eyes of society.

And now I feel a lot of disgust for them. There was no feeling of guilt coming from within them. My husband who still touched me two days ago when I was out of night service, also touched my mother last night.

"You get out of here, get out of here..."

TBC...