My Ustadz My Husband
The Part 76

And the end, which Khadijah feared was really happening. He could only look down with tears.

"Sorry" That's all Khadijah can say, he didn't dodge it was all his fault.

"I'm sorry?" Bilal repeated the word in disbelief. "What's that 'Sorry' for, Khadija? for the death of my son? or Zahra's departure from my life? or because I lied to you and pretended not to know anything?"

"Mas, listen to my explanation first. I. I do not mean to lie" exclaimed Khadijah looking at Bilal with his glare. "I really forgot to tell you..."

"Forgot?" hiss Bilal "Yg is right, Khadijah. Isn't there a better reason than forgetting?"

"Mas, trust me, please. I don't mean to hurt Asthma or her children. That time...."

"At that time you enjoyed your friend's party" Bilal continued, "Just a party, Khadijah? Is that more important than your own husband and his children? the boy I've been waiting for for years, Kahdijah. The son you'll never give me"

And finally, one word of the heart-killer was spoken from the lips of her husband, which immediately made Khadija like being slaughtered, very sick.

Khadija was no longer able to say the word. Even to cry he was already unable. his soul was like dead hearing that word.

"I've always considered you the perfect wife all along, I never looked at your flaws, I treated you as best I could, I always tried to make you forget your flaws, but you yourself kept bringing that up and looking for me a woman to make a wife. And in the end you married me to Zahra, then why are you ruining our happy lives now?" Bilal said with fire. He was very angry

"And if you forget, Khadijah. I'm happy to remember coming back, you gave me to Zahra and forced Zahra into our lives. But why are you hurting her now?. Where's the fault that you ruined her life like that until she lost her baby?"

Bilal really could no longer stem his anger, while Khadija could only cry bitterly.

"Zahra is a very good woman, Khadija. He didn't tell me anything because he didn't want me to be mad at you what else left you, but what was your reply to him?. You don't want to admit your own mistakes. And even by purposely deleting her messages and calls from my phone. Do you want the real thing?"

Bilal said softly in the end, his heart was also very sick with this anger of his. But that anger had been burning his soul ever since he read the message. Khadijah did not know what to answer, all he could do was doubt and regret.

"ANSWER ME, Khadijah!" Khadijah was struck by Bilal's clasping

"A.I.I..." Kahdijah however pleased, he was afraid and saddened by Bilal's anger. "I... I'm just afraid Mas Bilal is angry, and.and thinks I..."

"What?" bilal snapped again which again made Khadija jerked

"I really did not accidentally, I. I did not know Asma called, Mas. his last message I did not read it, Because at that time I kept Mas Bilal's phone. I beg you, Mas...." Khadijah rose and he rested in front of Bilal "Trust me, I have no bad intentions whatsoever on Asma"

Bilal stood up and he moved away from Khadijah, causing Khadijah to be further crushed.

"What is the message removed for?"

"I was afraid Mas Bilal thought I was doing it on purpose" Bilal looked at Khadijah in disbelief and then he laughed cynically.

"Am I that bad in your eyes, Kahdijah?. You think I'll just accuse you?. Do you know how much I believe in you?. If you hadn't deleted Zahra's message, I wouldn't have thought badly of you, but you'd have intentionally deleted it, not just the message, but the call list you deleted"

"Mas, please understand, that's not what I mean..."

"Understand you?" bilal asked coldly "Khadija, you can't even understand me and Zahra, and you ask me to understand you?. Are you ashamed of yourself at least?"

Of course what Bilal said made Kahdijah even more hurt. He did not know how to explain to Bilal that he was not as evil as Bilal thought.

Bilal again sat down, he shed his tears and tried to dampen his anger.

"Why do you have so much love for me, Khadijah?. I didn't think you could do any of that" Bilal said in a very sad and hurtful tone. "I've always believed in you, I even thought Zahra should learn a lot from you, but I was wrong. You should learn from Zahra."

"I know I was wrong and your Zahra was always right" Khadijah said in a very sad tone. "She's perfect, which is why you love her so much"

Suddenly Bilal laughed cynically again while rubbing his eyes and wipe his tears, which made Khadija look confused at Bilal who was like a madman. One second he was angry, one second he was sad, and the next second he laughed cynically. Bilal's anger really makes Bilal lost his mind.

"I've never justified Zahra, just that she did a big mistake, she wants to keep your marriage at the expense of her own marriage." Bilal looked at his first wife who had let him down. "And about love, yes, I love her so much, I love her more than anything in the world, and that love was there long before I knew what my Zahra was like, she said, my love is not based on any reason, it's just present, Khadijah." Bilal said in a low tone.

"You made me very disappointed, Khadija" Bilal said in half a whisper, he was really sad, very disappointed and did not think his wife could do that to him.

With his anger still mounting, Bilal takes Asma's phone back and puts it in his pocket. Then Bilal left Khadija, no matter what Khadija tried to prevent him and tried to make Bilal understand that he was not that bad. He did make a mistake, but never for a second berbersit bad intentions on his honey.

Bilal got into his car and he immediately ran it, Khadija could only scream hysterically calling her husband.

Bilal was driving at high speed, he was crying and feeling very hit.

Emotions that Bilal inflicted on Khadijah, not only hurt Khadijah, but also greatly hurt Bilal.

Bilal continued to drive his car very quickly and unconsciously he broke through the red light, until a truck that was also speeding towards him directly hit Bilal's car from the side.

The heavy blow to the truck made Bilal's car bounce and fall upside down, it happened in just seconds and immediately made everyone scream hysterically.

It happened so fast, and everyone is now swarming in Bilal's car, Bilal is vaguely aware of hearing people who are so panicked and some people try to get Bilal out of the overturned car. But they are struggling because of Bilal's pinched leg.

Bilal tried to open his eyes that suddenly felt heavy, he could smell the fishy smell of blood that just flowed from his head, Bilal could not even relax his legs. his whole body felt crumpled.

I sayup he heard a man who asked him to stay conscious and said he would take him out. But Bilal was no longer able to, until faintly he saw the shadow of someone who ran at him, the shadow was getting closer.

"Zorah..." Bilal's lips spoke the name without making a sound, he saw his Zahra running towards him. Bilal called out to him again, with only a movement of his lips. His Zahra extended his hand to Bilal, asking Bilal to reach him, Withstanding the pain, Bilal raised his hand to welcome his Zahra helping hand. But he was no longer able to, he still muttered the name of his lover before finally the darkness picked him up.

"Zorah..."

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"BILENES...."

Asthma woke up from her sleep with a trembling body and cold sweat pouring down her forehead, her heart pounding and she felt difficulty breathing.

"Asma, what's up, son?" ask the mother who immediately appeared from behind the door. Umm Kulsum immediately approached her daughter and she saw her daughter holding her chest with a stingy breath and cold sweat drenched her forehead "You sick?" asked the mother to wipe the sweat of Asthma with her hands.

"Rubljana, Ummi. Bilal dream asthma" said Asma still with irregular breath. Her mother immediately hugged Asthma and rubbed her back.

"Maybe you miss her" exclaimed the mother, wishing her child to calm down as she continued to rub her daughter's back.

"Ummi, Asthma has a bad feeling. Asthma is afraid, really afraid" whispered Asma with a trembling voice, her heart did feel very scared at this time, even her mind was not calm. And instantly, Asma felt her cheeks wet, Asthma touched her cheeks with her fingers. Asthma frowned in wonder because she suddenly shed tears just like that. Asthma wiped away her tears but her tears kept flowing as if her heart was being hurt.

"Don't be afraid, we're all here, we'll take care of you" said the loving mother. "Go back to sleep, you must be tired because all day long with Ummi shopping"

"But, Ummi. Asthma's heart is pounding, like there's something bad" Asma said as she tried to regulate her breathing.

"Shhtt.., don't say that. multiply it sholawat and dhikr, so that your heart is calm"

Asma also released her prayer beads that she always circled on her wrists because she wanted to carry them wherever she went. With a heart that still feels tight and deg degan, Asma began to recite with her husband's prayer beads. Umm Kulsum placed Asthma's head on her lap and she stroked Asthma's hair, while Asma's lips kept on frowning and her fingers moved counting the bead beads.

"Ummi.." whispered Asthma.

"Yes, son. What's wrong?"

"Don't leave Asthma. I don't know why Asthma is so scared"

Umm Kulsum smiled and she kissed Asthma.

"Yes, Ummi will always be here. Sleep"

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Tbc...