Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
Part 9's
15 Years ago...
At the age of 13, Amar, his father and little sister Amora who was only 6 years old, planned a surprise on his mother on the wedding anniversary of his parents.
"Mama, Amora tonight is staying at Granny's house, yeah. Mama's good at home huh, tomorrow we're home" the little girl said as she held back her amused giggles because her brother and father told her to lie for the first time.
"OK, Honey. No problem. Amora don't forget dinner, son. Keep having to brush your teeth before going to bed, you can eat too much ice cream" said the mother from across the phone.
"Yes, Amora loves Mama"
"Mama is also very fond of Amora"
"Yes, Amora's calling again tomorrow"
"Yes, Honey. See you Baby girl"
Amora turns off her phone and she giggles funny, making her brother and father laugh amusedly.
"Sister, when's the surprise for mama?" ask her with her son's distinctive voice.
"Later, at 12 and a half we go home, but remember? You can be noisy, let mama not realize our presence" exclaimed her brother and little Amora immediately gave her thumbs up with a big smile.
"Amar, the cake hasn't come yet?" ask his father, Atif Degazi.
"It's coming soon, Pa" just finished Amar talking, already heard the bell from outside.
Amora ran out ahead of Amar making Amar laugh and chase after him.
Amora stepped out to open the door and sure enough, a tart cake with a lot of chocolate toppings has come.
"This is Papa's anniversary with Mama. Why order Amora's favorite cake?" ask her dad to wonder "Kayak Amora's a birthday"
"Let Amora happy, Pa. Is it a baby girl?" Amora nodded quickly.
Amar immediately took the tart and paid his courier.
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At half-hour 12 the three men rushed to his house to surprise the most precious woman of their lives.
They enter the house like a thief, settle down and walk very slowly so as not to cause sound.
Amora continues to giggle at how her mother's reaction gets a surprise on her wedding anniversary.
"Mama must be happy, brother?"
"Shhhhhh!" Amar put a finger on his index finger to signal Amora to be still.
The house is very quiet, the lights are turned off. But to Amar's surprise, where are their servants?
Because usually the waiter doesn't sleep before 12. But Amar felt there was no sign of anyone there"
"Pa, really quiet house" asked Amar to his father in a whisper.
"It's already night"
"But usually the servants..."
"Sshhhtt." This time his father told Amar to shut up because they had arrived in front of his mama's room.
"Pa, in the lock" whispered Amar as she tried to open the door.
"Calm down, Papa brought his spare key"
His father tried to open the door with the key he brought, and succeeded.
"Father, let Amora hold her cake" Amora's pinta immediately granted her father.
With a cue from his father, they also opened the door together, and when the door opened they prepared to surprise his mother.
"HAPPY AN ...."
"YYYYYAH"
Amora screamed hysterically dropping her cake to make her cake shatter formless and along with it Amar instantly closed Amora's eyes with his hands.
While he himself and his father were no less surprised to be unable to speak. His second blood seemed to freeze with breath stuck in his throat.
Amar turned around, hugged Amora and pressed Amora's face on her stomach so as not to see the disgusting and terrible sight in front of her.
His father could only be silent, but tears slid free from the corner of the middle-aged man's eyes.
How not...
The wife who is also the mother of her children does indecent things with foreign men.
"Amar, take Amora away!" the orders of his father and Amar immediately carried Amora who was silent stiff, still very shocked by what he saw.
The woman was crying and seemed to deeply regret her actions.
"My mother." he said in a trembling voice.
But her husband simply threw a look of hatred, and the material stared in disdain at his wife then left the cursed room.
No matter his wife who keeps screaming apologise and not to leave him.
In the car, Amar patted Amora's cheek that was silent stiff with an empty look.
"Baby girls. Brother's here, honey. Amora?" but Amora did not respond in the least to make Amar more worried.
"Papa.." cried Amar looking at his papa who was walking towards him. Amar can see how broken his papa is at this time, his gaze is also filled Amar and when near, Amar can see the eyes of his father who reddened "Papa, Amora does not respond to Amar at all, look at him!" said Amar while crying over the condition of his sister and continued to pat Amora's cheek which was like an undead.
"Oh my God, my daughter." her father said in a trembling voice. He quickly got into the car and drove it at high speed to take it to the hospital.
"What's wrong with Amora, Amar?" ask her father who is already very panicked.
"Amar had no idea, since he had not responded to Amar's call or touch, Amora like numbness, Pa"
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"She seemed to be in a severe shock, and it instantly struck one of her brain nerves as well as stirred up fear in her heart. She was terrified, and so much fear that made Amora unable to even react. Surprised and afraid that attacked him simultaneously, it makes him feel numb, as if he did not hear anything or feel anything, it is a form of resistance himself with the thing that makes him afraid"
The two men were crying the doctor's hearing. Their little girl, who was so innocent like an angel, was not surprised by what she saw, even Amar and his father still do not believe what they have seen.
A mother, who was supposed to be a tranquilizer for her child, even became a disgusting disease.
A wife who is supposed to keep her honor, even doing indecent things at her husband's house, on her husband's bed. And that, witnessed directly by his daughter's son.
"Sorry Papa, Amar. Papa failed to be a good husband and father" his father said with glassy eyes. He hugged his son who was also crying, now their lives have been destroyed. Very devastated.
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The day passed by Amar and his father with tears, enduring heartache and disappointment, yet they tried hard for their little girl.
Atif brought Amar and Amora to Pakistan, his father's home country. Atif took Amora for a vacation in the hope that Amora could return to her original state.
What's more when it's winter, usually Amora likes to snow.
Slowly, Amora began to respond when her brother and father called her.
"Everything will be alright, Baby girl. I am here for you" said Amar while fondly stroking Amora's hair, he hugged his sister who moved restlessly in his sleep.
Amora doesn't know what she's seen, she doesn't understand it. But it was like a nightmare that kept haunting the little girl's life. He didn't know what his mother was doing, which Amora knew, it was scary and horrible.
And after that, they never saw their mother again.
Amar knew that his mother tried to meet them many times, but his father never allowed him and kicked him out. And Amar supported his father's decision, he himself would not see the woman again.
"Sister..." Amora calls her sister but still with her eyes closed.
"What's up, Baby girl?" ask Amar gently.
"Actually..." Amora opened her eyes "Mama why? Why that? Who is that guy? Amora was afraid to see mom and that guy..."
"Shhhhhhhhh..." Amar immediately clenched Amora's little body tightly "It was just Amora's dream, and the dream was a nightmare, so Amora had to forget about it huh" Amar said softly. He himself can not forget it, what else Amora. He himself was afraid to see that, what else Amora. And once again Amar could not hold back his tears.
The woman they've been worshipping, they respect and they love, but it turns out to be nothing more than a prostitute.
Amora continued to caress Amora's hair, until the soft snoring of her sister was heard. Just as he was about to close his eyes, Amar suddenly heard a noise below.
Slowly, Amar got out of bed and immediately saw what was happening.
Down there, he saw his mother arguing with his father. And Amar's anger peaked when he heard his mother say that he was cheating because his father was never there for him and was just busy with his business.
With anger overflowing, Amar immediately descended.
"Shut your mouth, bitch!" hissing and trying to refrain from shouting.
While the mother, immediately crying heard her beloved son calling her so despicable.
"Amar, go back to your room, son" asked his father but Amar ignored him.
"Amar, Honey. The explanation of Mama..."
"Don't you dare say my name or my brother with your dirty mouth" he growled furiously and made the mother's heart break "You blame Papa who is busy working and there is no time? Who enjoys Papa's work if not you? Huh uh? Papa works for us" Amar shouted in front of his mother's face.
"Darling, it's not like that..."
"Get out...!" amar's orders to expel his mother. But his mother can only shake his head, he even fell in front of his teenage son.
"Please, I'm sorry Mama, honey" her mother begged with tears, but hatred filled Amar's heart so that there was no more compassion for the woman who had given birth to her.
"Get out or should I drag it out" he cried out of control.
And that, made Amora wake up. The little girl rubbed her eyes, jumped down from the bed and immediately exited her room to look for the origin of the sound that disturbed her sleep.
"Sister.." called him with a face that looked panicked when he saw his mother, the shadow of the horrible incident came to his mind.
Amar immediately ran over to his sister and brought her back into his room.
"Mama's here?" ask Amora slowly.
"Where is mama? Amora saw it wrong"
"But not under..."
"Who is below. Just brother and papa talking"
"What's Amora's nightmare again?" asked Amora innocently. Amar nodded with glassy eyes. He was forced to lie to Amora that what he saw that night was just a dream, all that he did to make Amora can forget the incident and little by little eliminate her fear and trauma "Why did mama not come here for a vacation?"
"He's taking care of Granny who's sick" once again Amar is forced to lie. He's not even gonna call that woman 'mama' anymore'.
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After seeing Amora's condition getting better, Atif decided he would soon return to Indonesia. Although Amar refused, he wanted to stay in Pakistan with Amora. Far from the bad memories in Indonesia. Atif was actually not a problem with it, but it turns out Amora even wants to go home and miss her Granny.
Amar relented for his beloved sister, but he was afraid what if his mother kept trying to come to them again?
"Papa will do his best to get full custody for both of you. And Papa won't let that woman approach you."
"Thank you, Pa. We both hate him so much"
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Finally, Atif also brought his daughter's son back to Indonesia. They live with Granny Amy, although Amora has not fully recovered from her trauma but she is much better than before.
The day they tried to pass as usual, Atif had to take care of his company and Amar went back to school.
And when the two of them left. Their mother silently met Amora who was playing in her yard.
Amora was a little surprised by her mama's arrival, and Amora again remembered her nightmare, yes Amar said it was her nightmare.
Amora was a little afraid to see her mother but considering it was just a dream as her brother said, Amora was trying to control her feelings.
"Amora how are you, honey?" her mother asked her softly and whispered, afraid that anyone would hear and she would soon be expelled.
"Amora's good, mama from anywhere?" ask her.
"Well, there's a job out of town, I'm sorry I just got to see Amora" she said in tears. Now he just regretted all his misdeeds, regretting his misguidance, his stupidity and his crimes on his family just for the sake of momentary satisfaction "Amora want to join the road mama for a while?" Amora looked at her mother and seemed to think, somehow she felt uncomfortable close to her mama, whereas before her she always struggled spoiled on her mama, but because she could not bear to see her mother's hopeful gaze, Amora nodded.
His mother brought Amora into her car, and along with it it turned out Amar had come home and saw her mother who brought Amora.
Amar immediately told his driver to follow his mother's car and he immediately contacted his father.
In the car with her mother, Amora keeps moving uneasily.
"Mama, Amora wants to go home" she asked in a trembling voice.
"Yes, Honey. Here we are on the way home" he replied.
"Amora wants to go home to Granny. Amora wants her sister" whined her and instantly she cried.
"Amora, don't cry. Later brother overtakes us. Now it's the sister again school" persuaded his mother but Amora even more so his cry and continue to say want to go to his grandmother's house. Makes the focus of his mother who was driving disturbed.
In order to quickly reach the destination, her mother also accelerated the speed of her car which certainly made Amora more crying and felt she was forced, even though before her there was no one to force her.
His mother drove like a madman, until she unknowingly lost control of her car and crossed the lane, and when she was about to avoid a bus that was speeding towards her, he slammed the steering wheel but even ill-fated a large truck hit his car until his car bounced.
Amar who keeps seeing his mother's car accident was so hysterical because there was Amora there.
People started crowding the car and helping Amora and her conscious mother out of the car.
"Darling... Amora" call her mother in a panic because people can't get Amora out trapped inside.
Amar immediately jumped from his car and immediately ran to his sister.
"The gas is leaking" exclaimed one of the men who made her mother Amora panic because her daughter was still trapped inside.
Among the crowd, Amora was still half-awakened and she saw her brother running towards her, Amora called out to her even with a lip gesture.
But suddenly the car exploded and burned, making Amar's steps stopped instantly and then he screamed hysterically, even the people who tried to help Amora were hit by the car explosion and made them suffer severe injuries not least his mother.
"AMORRA..."Amar screamed hysterically and ran towards the car, and when he almost reached him, his papa arrived and immediately pulled Amar away, Amar continued to rebel and ask to be let go.
"Leteen, Pa. Amar must nolongin Amora. Papa, Lepasin!" Amar kept screaming hysterically and kept saying he had to help Amora, and her father could only cry and hold her son tightly.
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Tbc...