Please Let go of me
Chapter 20 - Good friends

Zufar was forced to leave Palestine, leaving his wife who needed time to adapt to the reality. His worries grow when he finds out that if Siska goes into the hospital, he leaves without a second thought, worrying about the child in the stomach of his second wife. Such a strong desire to have children made him forget the injustice of his first wife. He does love Suci, but his love is greater for his future son.

On the other hand, Siska was very happy that her husband would return to her, hoping that her elder sister would not return. "It's so easy, even if they love each other. But the child in my womb can serve as a bridge to take Zufar's mas." She mumbled wanting to be the only wife. She knew that her husband wanted an unborn baby because his first wife was barren by a doctor. 

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It did not feel like the day started early, while Suci daydreamed about the departure of her husband. He is helpless and cannot accept reality, just wants to calm the mind with the problems that exist. Five days is enough time for him to recite what he wants, to accept all reality with a breastplate. 

"I want my son to be able to have the love of a father, let me give in with the bitterness that is, let go of all that has passed." He murmured inwardly, immediately wiping away the tears and rushing to do the routine as usual.

Melati was a little surprised, if Saints had married, but she did not know why the woman was trying to escape to an unsafe country. "Your husband's arrival surprised me a little, did you try to run away from him?"

Sacred turned to the side to see the look of a curious face was settling down. "Yes, you're right."

Melati saw the atmosphere left and right, they were both monitoring the children who were playing on the field and sitting in the shade. "Your problems are almost the same as mine, I'm here to also escape from reality." Said Melati who looked sad. 

"You have a husband?" 

"Hem, I have a husband and five-year-old son. It's just that, my in-laws are meddling in my domestic affairs, making our happy family ruined." 

There was a sobbing sound of Melati, making the Sacred Heart wistfully hear her. "Why are you telling me that?" 

"I saw suffering in your eyes from the beginning, I knew something was wrong."

"Y-so?"

"We are avoiding reality and fate, my fate is not as lucky as you. My husband is a man who is obedient to his mother, even willing to divorce me and snatch my son. What's not bad about that? Losing a loved one is painful, think before you make a decision. Don't be like me who lives without a sense of purpose" said Melati who immediately wiped her tears.

"I don't know what step I'm going to take, it's hard to make a decision when my heart is still hurting." 

"I see, your husband loves you very much. It's just, he hasn't been able to decide anything because of something he wants." Melati's words made Saints flinch in shock, because what was said was real. Can not stem the tears, so flowing so profusely wet his two cheeks. A soothing hug from a friend made her a little relieved, and felt like she had a backrest.

"We've just met, but you seem to understand me."

"I'm a psychologist" said Melati. 

"One year ago, it seemed like you were close to lord Zaid!"

"I'm not close to him."

"But his eyes seem interested in you."

"Hopefully not, I'm still married. You knew her?"

"I knew him six months ago, helping this foundation by becoming the greatest donor." Obviously Jasmine.

"Have you seen his face?" 

"No," Melati shook her head slowly, as the sacrificial man looked mysterious.  The conversation came to a halt as the two returned to their respective routines. 

They accompany children and it is time to teach, to be teachers to educate generations. 

From a distance a man looks at Saints, smiling like a man in love. The slow push on the boat made him surprised, stopping his action that was carrying the target. 

"Why are you smiling?" The man immediately turned to the source of the voice.

"Just look around."

"Don't lie, I know you smiled when you saw the foundation. Give me the binoculars" said the man, wearing an army uniform, trying to find the root cause of his best friend's troubles. "Oho, so you saw one of those volunteers? You're a normal guy, I guess gay." Celtuk Felix, the Israeli soldier who became a subordinate of his best friend. 

"Damn it, here's my binoculars!" ketus the man who smiled wryly, robbing objects that could see from a distance.

"They are Muslims, unlike you. Differences are quite far, you should not approach them anymore." Felix tried to warn his best friend. 

The friend removed the binoculars from his eye sight, giving it to the friend. "I don't know, my meeting and he just happened. When I took my leave, I saw him on a plane bound for Palestine. She's quite unique, like the attraction that brought me to be close to her."

"Whatever, I warned you." Felix's Passage.