Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
The Part 22

Amar was silent in his dark room, he did not turn on a single lamp, closed all the windows and curtains tightly so as not to let the moonlight in.

Amar was sitting on a sofa by the window, his eyes empty in the darkness of his room.

Recollecting how Mary's existence seemed to give her the strength to control her emotions, even though Maryam did nothing, she only gave her a glass of water and then revealed a faint smile. Is Maryam's magic in the water or in her smile?

And now, he must keep his promise to his mother Maryam, which is to bring Maryam's mother and her mother together. And after that, Amar will soon have Maryam. Because Amar felt Maryam would change her life, Maryam brought light to her dark soul. And for the sake of that light, Amar will do anything.

"Tomorrow, I'll meet him"

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The next day, Maryam was still waiting for Amar's actions as if impatient. What will Amar do? How did he find their mother? Why did Amar accept his Ummi terms when for 15 years, do not go to see Rossa, mention her name or even bring it up he never.

Amar burns the memory of his mother along with the body of Amora, and Amar buries his past with his mother with the death of his father.

"Why do work?" asked Maryam who had just come down from her room, she saw her father who was chatting with his mother and they always looked friendly.

Sometimes they fight, ah no... But often. But their quarrels can always be overcome by Bilal who always succumbs to his Zahra, and they never argue outside the room if there is their child.

"Engga, Honey. Last night Abi was overtime, so today I want to rest"

Maryam who also has no activities joined her parents. Just as he threw his body on the sofa, the phone in his hand rang. Maryam frowned to see who was calling.

"Assalamualaikum, Granny" said Maryam softly, hearing Maryam mention Granny, Bilal and Asma directly looked at her daughter.

"Waalaikum greetings, son. Maryam, Granny is worried about Amar, she goes to see her mother alone, she doesn't want to be in peace. Granny was afraid that Amar would control her there" a frantic Granny Amy's voice sent Maryam into a panic.

"So, what..what can Mary help you?" ask Maryam who also looks worried.

"Can you catch up with him, honey? Because he forbade Granny from coming"

"Em yes" answered Maryam quickly.

"Thank you, son"

"What's up, Maryam?" her ummi asks after Maryam disconnects her phone and Maryam looks panicked.

"Ummi, may Maryam go after Amar, now she is going alone to see her mother" Maryam's great-grandson stared pleading with her father and mother.

"But why? He only met his mother, why should be followed up" said Asma astonished.

"Ummi, Amar's.... That's Amar..."

Maryam doesn't know, should she tell her parents the truth about Amar's past? All this time Maryam was silent because she thought her mother Amar's past was a disgrace, and of course spreading the disgrace of others is strictly prohibited.

"Why Amar? Is her mother dangerous? Is he a bad guy?" her Abi asked who was also astonished by Maryam's panicked expression.

"Actually..." Maryam took a breath and looked at her parents alternately "His mother was traumatizing Amar, she was cheating and when, but it was very important to tell Amar the truth so that his parents would understand Amar's situation and allow Maryam to leave.

"What time, Maryam?" ask Asma.

Then, slowly and by choosing the right words and as simple as possible Maryam was forced to tell the past of Amar, her mother who cheated and had extreme sex and was witnessed by her father, who was not involved, he and even his 6-year-old sister, how tragically the younger brother died because of his mother and how his father also died because of his mother. While Amar was only a 13-year-old, it certainly shook his soul and even destroyed it.

"Astaghfirullah's..."

"Yes, God. It's pityful"

Bilal and Asma muttered, feeling sorry for the terrible thing that befell Amar.

"Because that's Ummi, he hates even just to hear the word mother. Because of the trauma he experienced, and if hearing the word mother just made him lose control, then what if he met his mother? And that's why he hurt himself, actually it was the emotional outlet he always held, hatred, anger and sadness, the emotions were fused until the emotions became so great, so big, and the way to channel it is to hurt him, because he has no one to back up or give him support and he also always shuts himself down, even his grandmother can't help"

"Can he hurt others?" tanya Asam was afraid. Imagining someone slicing or slashing his own body was terrifying.

"Engga, Ummi. If you hurt someone else, it's called psychopathy, not self-harm"

"So what do you do now, son?" ask her Abi.

"Maryam wants to catch up with her, who knows Maryam can help"

"Such as you brought water to her at that time?" ask her father again who remembers Maryam arriving to bring water for Amar while he does not know why.

Maryam nodded softly "When someone is at the peak of emotions, then we should calm her down in a gentle way, is that what Ummi and Abi always taught?"

Asma and Bilal looked at each other, his sympathy was so great for Amar after hearing Maryam's story.

"Come, let Abi deliver" cried Bilal

"Ummi is also coming" continued Asma.

"Where should we catch up with him? Where does her mother live?" Bilal asked when the three of them had gotten in the car.

"Jail" answered Mary, who made Asma and Bilal very surprised.

"Granny Amy and Amar imprison her for the death of Amar's father. And her mother Amar confirmed that, she admitted to deliberately pushing her husband so that he was sentenced to life"

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"Rossa, someone wants to see you"

Rossa, the appearance of the middle-aged woman was terrifying, her body was thin dry, her hair was messy and her eyes were so sunken, she looked more like an undead or a madman.

How else?

It was a punishment for his sin, he was innocent because what happened was an accident, but his mother-in-law and son hated him so much and reported it to the police. And Rossa would gladly accept her punishment and plead guilty, hoping with it a little less burden of her sin.

"Who?" ask Rossa wonder. Because for 15 years he was in prison, no one ever met him, not even his own family.

"Your son"

And immediately Rossa's body stiffened. His son? The amar?

Rossa immediately turned around and saw a photo of Amar that he took from the newspaper and he attached it to the cell wall of the prisoner.

Now her son is 28 years old, and the last time she saw him was when she was 13. Now his son grows up to be a very handsome, charming man, just like his father.

"Come, Rossa. He was really waiting" said the police officer, but Rossa shook her head and immediately her tears fell down her cheeks that had been wrinkled, thin and dull.

"I don't want to, he'll look at me hatefully, I can't stand it"

Rossa said with a trembling voice.

"Rossa, after all these years she's finally met you, maybe she'll forgive you" said the police officer, who knows Rossa and her sinful life story. Rossa still shook her head but the police officer finally managed to convince her.

While in the waiting room, Amar moved restlessly, his chest felt tight, his body was cold hot, even he poured cold sweat on his forehead.

He still and always will hate the woman who gave birth to him. Yet he came just to say that his future mother-in-law wanted to see him, that's all.

And as the footsteps slowly approached her, Amar looked up. He frowned at the sight of a female figure with a pitiful appearance in front of him. The woman drew closer, shed tears, and stepped with her trembling body. His gaze continued to look at Amar without blinking a single bit. Amar who was sitting now standing, he also looked at the woman he did not recognize but was also not a stranger.

"Amar.." the woman's trembling voice made Amar flinch.

The shadow of her dark past came back dancing freely in her mind, just as the woman was having a forbidden relationship on her father's bed, how her little sister's tiny body was charred in flames, was terrifying. And how his father died in his lap with a broken and bloody head.

Amar stepped back with a limp body, his head felt heavy and dizzy, his chest was getting tight, he even had difficulty breathing.

While the woman in front of him can only cry to see Amar's reaction to see him. Amar hates her more than he hates her.

Amar turned around to leave, but he could no longer step because his knee suddenly felt weak he almost fell but someone swiftly caught it.

"Abi, Amar must be taken away"

Amar hears a soft voice that he likes, he looks up and his gaze meets the gaze of the woman who gives him a beam of light in his soul and also the woman who asks him to meet her mother.

And the man who was so kind-hearted to her walked out.

"Tante.." call Amar on Asma "If Aunt wants to see him, she..." Amar said in half a whisper.

"As we go home, son" cried Asthma softly.

"Sorry, we have to take her home. Conditions could be worse if he stays here longer"

Maryam said softly and softly to Rossa, Maryam herself grimaced to see Rossa's truly apprehensive appearance.

Rossa simply nodded while her tears continued to pour down.

Unexpectedly, Maryam approached, handed her handkerchief to Rossa and said.

"Don't cry, Auntie. Just pray that one day Amar can forgive Auntie" Rossa's tears increasingly broken hearing the words Maryam who was so touching. Even his mother-in-law or his own family never gave him any chance. So little support Maryam who just asked her not to cry was really touching.

"Maryam, that's your name, right?" Rossa asked Maryam's nod, "I've seen your photo and your news in the paper, you're so beautiful, Amar must love you so much. Is he here because of your request, son?"

"No, Auntie" Maryam replied, shaking her "But it is for me"

Maryam turned her head and saw that Abi and her Ummi had brought Amar out.

"Thank you, Mary. Because of you I was able to see my son in person after 15 years"

"The same, Aunt. Don't give up and keep praying, may Amar open his heart and door sorry for, Auntie"

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Tbc...