Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
The Part 90
Anggi sat contemplating in the dark corner of his room, recalling what he heard in the study earlier. He asked, is it true that all of them deserve a second chance including himself?
Given how he has been for the past two years, he doesn't even know his parents anymore. He did nothing but sin and sin.
The clock was ten o'clock, Anggi came out of his room feeling thirsty. In the living room, Anggi saw a laptop still on, probably Maria's laptop, he thought. Anggi approached her and read the writing on the laptop. Anggi read her so seriously that without realizing it, Maria was already standing behind her with a glass of water.
"What's up, Nggi?"
"Eh..." Anggi gasped in shock and immediately stood up "What's up, it couldn't sleep" Anggi replied. Maria just smears a smile and drops herself on the sofa, then Maria takes her laptop and continues her writing.
Writing the true story of Mary's own life since childhood, Mary poured her every problem, her suffering and her tears into a writing long ago, he did it to put a little burden on his heart.
"The story is good" said Anggi as he peeked at Maria's "You're in the book right?" Mary laughed at hearing that.
"That's it, it's just my life story"
"But good, Maria. It could be a novel, can I read it from the beginning?" asked Anggi but Maria shook her head and immediately closed her laptop.
"Who are you in the book?" ask Maria then she stood up and put her laptop on the table "It's already night, we'd better sleep" she exclaimed then left Anggi.
Anggi, still curious about Maria's writing, reopened Maria's laptop and read Maria's writing from the beginning.
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Amar looked up at the sky of his room, recalling his past which had impacted him to the present and perhaps to the future.
He remembered the research he followed.
Forgive.
If God is forgiving. Why can't he forgive? But it feels very difficult, what else he has lost a very meaningful person in his life.
"Not slept?" Maryam muttered as she pressed her body against Amar's body, seeking warmth and comfort from her husband.
"Thin drowsiness" replied Amar briefly and held his wife.
Maryam opened her eyes, and she could see that Amar was thinking about something. What else is Amar's wrinkled forehead.
"What are you thinking, dear" asked Maryam, raising her hand and massaging Amar's forehead. Amar forced his lips to smile and shake.
"There is, dear. Go to sleep" Amar kissed Maryam's forehead "Maryam.." exclaimed her later.
"Hem?" Maryam muttered but closed her eyes again.
"Why are you visiting her?" tanya Amar arrived which made Maryam immediately open her eyes.
"You mean?" maryam asked while looking at her husband who was also staring at her.
"She, why are you visiting her in prison? Though he's not who you are" he said.
"I know you don't think of him anymore, but I also know that the blood relationship won't be cut off no matter what. All I do is respect the relationship my husband has"
"You mean?"
"Amar, however, she is your mother, she conceived you and gave birth to you, she took care of you, and most of all, she has changed, regretted her actions, she has repented, she has repented, Amar´s. And I went to see her, because she's still your mother, which means my in-laws. And in-laws are just like my own parents, I have to respect her, and her past let it be her and her God's business"
Amar could only be silent listening to Maryam's long explanation, his little heart justifying what Maryam said, but not with her wits.
Amar still thinks she doesn't deserve to be called mother, and Amar will never forgive her. What's more he's already intentionally killed his father.
Seeing Amar who seemed to think hard, what else with the look of his sharp eyes and his jaw hardened. Maryam knew what Amar was thinking, but Maryam also believed that Amar's heart could still be open to forgiving her mother. Not now, maybe later. What Mary must think now is how to help Amar remove the hatred in her heart, because hate gives nothing but endless suffering.
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"Feel better?" ask Faraz who helped Afsana straighten her legs. Afsana nodded with a smile. Actually, Afsana can already do the flight, which means, he can return to his pesantren.
Faraz and Afsana had already talked about it, they only needed to check Afsana's legs once again and after that Faraz would take Afsana to his boarding school.
"Daddy, don't forget to tell your friend and hostel's friend if you're married"
"Yes, Brother. After all Faraz who nganterin Ana, we can talk to the board of pesantren if we are married"
Faraz continues to warn Afsana to let Afsana tell her friend that Afsana is married, Faraz asks for it out of fear that Afsana is pregnant and people will think how Afsana can become pregnant.
Faraz actually proposed that Afsana join KB only until Afsana graduated, but Afsana refused. Even if she is pregnant, she will graduate before giving birth.
Faraz stroked Afsana's head while smiling.
"Are you too young to have children?" asked Faraz later and Afsana shook her head.
"In fact, Ana wants to quickly love her grandchildren to Ummi Lita and Abi Hubab. They want to want Ana to keep telling KB not, they are impatient for grandchildren he said. Keep telling it to be regular" Afsana whispered at the end of her sentence because she felt embarrassed.
"That's what?"
"It's nothing" Afsana replied quickly with a flushed face. He cursed himself to tell Faraz such a thing.
"Shouldn't tell me"
"That's what, Dek.." seduced Faraz while bringing his face closer to Afsana's face and gasping the tip of Afsana's nose.
"It's nothing, brother. Lupain aja" he exclaimed while frowning and it made Faraz laugh amusedly.
"Yes yes, say Ummi we will be diligent for grandchildren. We can also make baby, how?" his words made Afsana embarrassed and immediately pinched Faraz's stomach. Faraz grimaced but then laughed. Make Afsana's cheeks more red.
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Tbc...