MY HUSBAND CHEATED ON MY BEST FRIEND
CHAPTERS 17. A FUTILE REGRET

"Doctor! The patient has complications!!" the voice of a nurse on Fadli's doctor in an emergency call.

Doctor Fadli immediately came up with a sprightly "Set up pacemaker" All the ways have been done by the doctor assisted by some nurses, but fate said another. Mr. Hasan's life can no longer be saved.

"Inna lillahi wainna ilaihi rojiun" said the doctor with a shady face, while staring at the face of the patient's pale death did not breathe.

Moments later, doctor Fadli came out of the ER room with slow steps and exhaled a long breath. He was used to dealing with stressful situations like this.

Seeing the doctor coming out of the room, Anton hurriedly stood up from his seat and approached the doctor. He wanted to ensure the health of his father.

"How's doc, has my dad improved???" ask Anton.

"I'm sorry, all the best efforts we've done, but your father's life is not helped. We're sorry." Doctor Fadli's gaze shadyly looked at the man in front of him.

"Inna lillahi wainna ilaihi... Ayaaaah. Andi ran into the ER room looking for her father. He wept bitterly as he held his father's lifeless cold hand.

"I'm sorry ayaaah! I'm sorry!!!" Anton unceasingly mourns the passing of his dearly beloved parents. His face looked very sorry. Sorry because Anton felt, all happened because of his actions.

Anton immediately reached for the phone in his pants pocket. Her mother and sister should immediately know the sad news that just happened.

(Hello... Adel. Please tell mom, dad is dead) Anton said, holding back tears.

(Whata??? Ahhaha.) Adel cries for his father's death forever. Tears of sadness enveloped the face of the woman who loved her father very much.

After a while Adel sat down to calm down, he got up and walked quickly to find his mother.

"Moe.... Dad, mom!" said Adel.

"What's Del? What's with dad??" Ms. Halimah turned around, finding Adel crying uncontrollably.

"Dad died, ma'am." Adel's reply made Ms. Halimah gasp in shock. His body staggered weakly, his chest felt hit by a godam, his legs were no longer strong standing upright.

Adel led his mother to walk slowly to the sofa, so she could sit down to calm down. Halima could not endure the profound sadness. The husband who married her for decades, accompanied in joy and sorrow, has now gone home for good.

'Mas Hasan's... Why did you leave me, when Anton was in deep trouble. Why did you allow me alone to continue fighting for the children's happiness?' Halimah monologues reveal the turmoil after the death of her husband later.

"What's Del, what's going on?" asked Heni who suddenly came near Adel and Miss Halimah.

"Dad just died. Are you satisfied now???" Adel answered harshly. His hatred for Heni could not be covered.

"Ooo... Inna lillahi wainna ilaihi rojiun" Heni puts a sad face in front of Adel and ma'am Halimah.

'Be grateful... Finally one pawn has disappeared, my barrier is reduced by one, he hee... Don't mess with me!!! Know for yourself the consequences!'

Another mouth in the heart. Heni was indeed worthy of being said to be a two-faced human. He put on a sad face, as sad as possible. And his heart flowered again upon the death of his father-in-law.

***

In the course of the study tour by bus, Alma sat alone with Yunan in the back seat of the driver. Tiara and Angga sat in the back seat.

Alma's face emanated great excitement, he really enjoyed the trip Surabaya - Jogja accompanied by a lover, Yunan Prasetya, who had managed to open his heart. Hearts that have been twice wounded. First, the injury to the divorce of both parents. Second, the wound of the betrayal of her husband and best friend ended in divorce.

"Hmm. It's exhausting too. I haven't been on a long-distance bus in a long time" replied Alma.

"me too. But even though it's long, it doesn't feel like it to me. Because there's you by my side." Yunan started with her seduction.

"Sttts... Beware of the driver! I am ashamed, I am still old, he he.." said Alma reminded.

"Who is old? We are young, Al... Age may be old, but spirit remains young." Yunan obviously doesn't want to lose.

"Emang... But the energy is different, my. Easy tired, easy to hurt, easy what else?" ask Alma

"Hm... Easy fortune, easy soul mate, eee." The clumsiness of Yunan melts the atmosphere.

Finally they arrived at their first destination, Borobudur Temple. A Buddhist temple located in Borobudur, Magelang, Central Java. This temple is located approximately 100 km to the southwest of Semarang, 86 km to the west of Surakarta, and 40 km to the northwest of Yogyakarta.

The children immediately got off the bus, accompanied by their parents. While the teachers arrange them, to be orderly and run well.

"Relange ... You've been to Borobudur, haven't you?" tiara asked as she stepped beside Angga.

"It's not wrong these three times. How many times have you been? Not for the first time, right? He hee. "joke Angga.

"Honey, I've been here twice. Now more orderly yes, more orderly, and many foreign tourists who visit." replied Tiara.

"Yes yes... Look at it! There are also busy people there. Yes, as well. Why don't we buy it too? Stay here again, Ti!" Angga has an idea.

"Well, really Ang, your idea is brilliant. Find the right place to buy!" bring Tiara.

These two children looked familiar and compact, just like the expectations of their parents. Alma and Yunan wanted Tiara and Angga to get along and love each other like brothers.

"Eee. bentar Ang. Lookie! Your dad and my mom were chatting there. If so, we're brothers later. I'm cool, so there's a temen at home. Really no?" tiara.

"Yes. I also mouthed. I haven't had a mother at home for a year. Papa's pity is sometimes overwhelmed. May your mama mate with my papa yes, Ti." said Angga.

"Aamiyin... Let's go up to the temple! Better on top of it." take Tiara

"OK", replied Angga sign agreed.

***

Mr. Hasan's body has arrived at the funeral home. Neighbors and brothers have come to pray and to pray.

"See Joko ma'am, who is that woman?"

"Where is Nana's mom, who's sitting next to Anton?"

"Yes mom, I never saw it. I know Anton's wife isn't. More beautiful and white skin, his name is Alma" replied Ms. Joko one of Anton's neighbors.

"You're not his wife, so what's Anton? Sitting is very friendly, even though again the atmosphere of grief. Can't you say, a lot of mourners are coming??" timpal bu Nana's.

"Yes, Miss Nana, am I curious?" answer the famous Joko maam gossip and julid in Kenanga village, where Anton and his family live.