Selebgram Insaf For The Solehah
Chapter 62

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"Astaghfirullah al'azim–" Guam Safa was surprised to see his mother-in-law who had just arrived slapped her son's cheek without warning.

A look full of anger was shown to the man who was looking down because of the slap earlier.

"Dirty man!! Insulting!! SATISFIED YOU HUMILIATED MOTHER HEAR YOUR DEPRAVED BEHAVIOR!!!"

Afin's face lifted again. To reach both hands of his Mother who was immediately removed by Him. Now Afin just looked at the mother's face with guilt. While from both of his nanar neutrals already hold tears.

"Mother thinks you're just falling for those drugs, Rif. But apparently you are too...?" Mother takes a deep breath while pressing on the chest. He really was out of breath. He pointed his index finger back. "You?"

With all the energy he gave. Mother hit Arifin again with her bare hands. Without continuing his words. Because somehow it feels very disgusting if you have to mention the word abuser h*mos*ksual. So he prefers to hit his son just by crying.

While the treated are not able to struggle let alone try to fend it off. He just lowered his head while continuing to receive his mother's punch that did not hurt at all for him.

A disgusting reality really makes the heart of Mother Ayattul rumble. His limp feet instantly made him fall to the granite floor.

"Mother..." Arif also hugged his mother.

"Well you! Mother doesn't have a disgusting child like you. Mother does not want to do the same with you Arif! Mother does not want..."

Safa who is still standing there can do nothing but also reluctantly witness the disappointment of a mother who has been struggling to raise children. But the child actually grew up with behavior that is very difficult to accept society and even religion.

"Sorry, Mother. I'm sorry–"

"How could you be Arif! Tega you did that despicable deed... Astaghfirullah al 'azim, Arifin... What are your sins, Fin?"

"For example, Mommy. Please forgive Arifin. Sorry Arif mom." The sound of crying that was lurking inevitably made Arifin's heart hurt as well.

He even kissed his mother's feet many times. Even with his hands still not healed from his injury. He still holds on to his position of strength.

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For almost an hour, they were in that position. Now things are starting to calm down.

Safa handed over a glass of warm mineral water to the husband to give to Mother Ayattul who was lying on their bed.

Arif did not move from his position. Even one hand continued to hold the hand of the Mother who was closing her eyes while continuing to moan blame herself.

"Bunda– let's drink first, let's eat it," persuaded Afin carefully. In his position, Mommy did not respond. "Munda–"

Back the body shook violently because of the crying. He still could not believe the reality of his son.

"Bun–" both netra Arif back in pool. His grasp the tighter he lifted and in his kiss later. "Sorry, Mommy..sorry–" she wrote later.

"Dragon!" Safa touched Arif's shoulder. "Try me out for a minute. Let Safa accompany Mother first."

"I'm afraid Buda is sick because of me, Fa."

"Mother is just in shock, Bang. Let Mother calm down first. Brother came out for a while, yes," he persuaded once more.

Afin who for a moment did not want to stay away was finally convinced. He came down from the bed and then came out of the room with a lethargic expression.

Safa is taking over. He rubbed his mother-in-law's face lovingly. Then whisper the phrase tawhid many times. Guiding her mother to be calmer with the words that God loves.

Slowly, from the istighfar that Safa whispered near Bu Ayattul's ear. The middle-aged woman slowly followed him. Mumbled Istighfar, though with sullen eyes.

For a few minutes. Mother is completely calm. He even opened his eyes. Look at the son-in-law who is smiling at him.

With Safa's help, the woman sat down. Meanwhile, Safa again took a glass of water whose warmth level had begun to decrease.

"Bismillah, in the drink, Mother." His hand helped to tilt the glass filled with water after the lips of the glass was attached with the lips pale Mother.

"Alhamdulillah –" he murmured slowly after half of the contents.

"Again, Mother?"

"That's enough, son," he replied weakly. Safa put the glass back on the table.

"Mother rest, yes. Mother sleeping aja–"

"When you sleep, will everything change? You wish this was a dream, son."

Safa shakes. "Everything is not a dream. Except for the real thing that happened to Bang Arif."

A speck of tears trickled back from one of the netra that had begun to show the aging.

"Mother apologies on behalf of Arifin, Nak Safa. If you know your child is not normal. Mother will definitely not match you with Arif."

Safa smiled faintly. While wiping the tears on her mother-in-law's cheek.

"Qadarullah. But in fact, Bang Arif has shown everything to Safa. Proof that he's a normal guy."

"You mean, did you know that long before?" Ask. The woman with the grey instant hijab nodded.

"It was very heavy at first. In fact, the split road never wanted to be the end road for both of us."

Mother stunned. He became increasingly silent because of the confession of his son-in-law.

"But Brother had succeeded in convincing Safa with his confession. And from then on Safa decided to accept Safa's husband's shortcomings, Mother. Safa's husband wasn't the culprit. Except victims of sexual crimes since High School."

"A–what?" Mother is getting shaky. "meaning? Please explain everything to Mother, son."

"Yes, Mother. Safa will explain, the origin of one... Mother must be strong, yes," she replied with a nod of her head. Until slowly, Safa again explained what she heard from Afin.

In the middle of his past story. Until the moment when the male process changes. Throughout the story, Mother continued to cry. He again blamed himself for being too busy with work until Afin grew up unsupervised.

"Here, Safa witnesses as Bang Arif's wife. That Brother is really a good man, who still has strong faith. He has vowed to repent. After all, isn't God forgiving?"

The woman before Safa was stunned, occasionally wiping off traces of her tears with a tissue.

"Wallahi, to Safa's knowledge. As Safa sees in everyday life. Brother is a good man, Mother. A real man is in charge. Love her mother very much, me as a wife, and even our future child who is still in the form of this lifeless fetus."

Ms. Ayattul touched her daughter-in-law's stomach. For a moment he forgot that in the womb there was Arifin flesh blood. Isn't that proof?

"Mother believe, right? and Mother also sorry Bang Arif?"

He nodded "yes, son. Mother sorryin Arif... Maafin, hiks!" crying, he moved, and came out of the room looking for his son.

On the side of the door. Afin was apparently still standing there, leaning his back against the wall.

"Arif–" step Mother dragged slowly approaching her only child. With both of his arms outstretched, he immediately hugged the tall body in front of him. "I'm sorry, Mommy... Mother's sorry, Arif."

The man returned his mother's embrace while nodding his head. Sobbing, Afin let go of his arms for a moment just to grab his mother's hands. Then kiss her many times, then re-hugging the body of the Mother tightly while apologizing.

Safa who stood while holding on to the frame of the door seemed to be smiling. Sometimes she rubbed her tears. He is grateful, Mother already knows and understands the conditions experienced by Arifin. At least, one by one her husband's mental burden is reduced. I hope he will live better in the future.