Sharing Husband
Go to the invitation
#Share_Suami Part 15
Author: Ersu Lonely Room
The leaves fall off from the twigs
Berserk in the wind
Crashed to the ground
Then it dries
Season passed
Drought turns rain
Spring is falling
A piece of wind incarnates a storm
Love is no longer enthroned
Missing one no longer
To be a memory
Incarnate a pseudo shadow
Some are misleading, of all choices; it is wrong love, wrong loving His being, beyond His creator.
Love always gives a thump; a thump that is so special that will not be felt by those who do not have love or never fall in love. But love always creates a puddle, a puddle that carves pain, disappointment, even despair, where when the beauty is transformed into a nightmare.
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Tears poured down my cheeks, without me knowing now I was no longer his wife Mas Ilham. Talak 3, can no longer be removed, can no longer be played. Love so great is lost with two words.
I who never dreamed of becoming a single parent, now have to accept reality, my dreams disappear in the swallow of reality.
"Abi, I'm sorry, at that time I was really emotional to see Davira with Alex, until I was solemn to say the word," said Ilham.
"Your anger is breaking down the integrity of your household! there is no tolerance for a man who has turned 3 on his wife! From this moment on don't see Abi's son again! You've had enough of torturing Davira!" exclaimed my father, who made Mas Ilham bow at his feet.
"I'm sorry Abi, I'm sorry. I will fix everything, whatever I will do To be able to re-marry Davira," pinta Mas Ilham.
"No! There's no way anymore! Abi will never let you marry Davira back! It's not that easy, Inspiration! I can't wait to see what Abi's son you're treating is unfair! Get out of Abi's house now! Make sure you get the divorce done in court!" hardik Dad loudly.
It all just ends, so easily .. the flow of life changes without a plan like this.
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In front of the judge. The hammer beat sounded hard. It all ends with tears flowing.
Mas Ilham, who was accompanied by Sakila, looked glum behind his white shirt. Step out of the courtroom, my steps halted when I was stopped by the man I had loved the most. Then I walked to the right side, walking without looking at his face.
"Davira, forgive Mas," he said softly.
Didn't stop my steps to get out of front of him.
"Thank you for the happiness you've been giving me all this time!" my reply, passed away from before him to the parking lot that Rio and Risa had been waiting for, because my mother and father had gone home first.
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Cloudy blanketed the streets, drizzle down raining, incarnated groves in the corner of the net.
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Not feeling the time passed just like that, now the rain incarnated rainbow in the arch of his eyes.
"Mother," call the little girl who owns Ayunindya's name.
"Yes dear."
"Mother, we said we'd go home to Oma, when?"
His voice makes me more anxious.
"Tomorrow we will go home, and today we must pack."
"Mother, why don't I have a father like Milka?"
That question, for a moment made my heart stop beating, at the age of almost 4 years he just asked for the first time something like this.
"Ayunindya's father is there, later Nindya will meet," I replied while regulating the heartbeat.
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Living in a boarding school for almost 4 years, I never returned to Jakarta, only occasionally my Mom and Dad, visiting me and Ayunindya.
Get off the plane, and walk while carrying Nindya, all seem foreign, after a long time did not see the crowd.
"Nindy."
Risa called out from a distance, and ran small to immediately hold my little angel.
Father and mother were seen standing and there was someone standing next to Father, the man with a sharp nose and wry eyes.
***
"Son, there is a deposit from Rani & Rian for Ayunindya," said Mother while giving a fairly large box.
I could not feel these tears flowing as I received the seat for Ayunindya from Rian & Rani. Still vividly remembered when the young couple was about to give birth, within the limitations of having a cesarean section due to premature delivery. One male, two female babies with a weight that is far from normal. With the savings I helped for all the labor costs. And I gave the house that Mas Ilham loved to Rani and Rian. With full sincerity Rani & Rian gives confidence to me to take care of 1 of the three twins.
"Mother, is that what Mother holds?" tanya Ayunindya spread my daydream behind the flowing tears.
"This is a gift for Nindya from Father & Mother Nindya" I replied, wiping my tears with my hands.
Ayunindya was so sparkling when she got some doll gifts and clothes.
But he was amazed when I said it was a gift from Dad and Bundany.
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"Umi, Abi, tomorrow I want to go to Rani & Rian's house to bring Nindya with her parents" I said with stammering.
"You sure? Aren't you afraid of losing Ayunindya if she finds out that you're not her mother? What if Ayunindya wants to live with her biological parents?" ask umi.
"Umi, maybe this is too difficult for Nindya to understand, but at least she won't think if she doesn't have a father" I replied.
"Son, there's more to it than that. What was your answer to Alex's question yesterday? Are you ready for ta'aruf?" asked my father, who made my chest tight, countless fathers and mothers said the same thing.
I'm not ready yet, not even for this moment. Still focused with the growth and development of Ayunindya.
***
To the next day, I parked my father's car in front of a minimalist house. Yes, the home given by Mas Ilham so many years ago. He deliberately gave this house because the house we occupied used to remain inhabited by Mas Ilham and Sakila. Oh, I don't know how Mas Ilham and Sakila are either.
I got out of the car by opening the back door, I grabbed her little, slightly confused hand, probably because for the first time I brought her here.
"Mother, whose house is this?" ask her with her distinctive melodious and slurred voice.
I smiled and asked her to walk to the door.
"Assalamualaikum" I said, knocking on the door.
Soon the door opened, with a gaze that seemed to be in disbelief as to who was before him. He said he didn't budge.
"Mama .. mama, who's coming?" ask the two boys and girls of Ayunindya's age to break the woman's daydream.
"Sir Davira is this .?," he asked. "So this means Nindya?" continued again.
Her tears broke, in the embrace of my little angel, there was a face of confusion implied from the three little boys who did not understand what was happening. How could they understand. Maybe after this I will also be cursed by Ayunindya for separating her from her twin brother, as well as from her parents.
It takes time for Ayunindya to understand everything, as well as for me, it takes time to be ready, if one day Ayunindya decides to return to her biological parents.
Ayunindya is not similar to her twin brother as they are not identical twins. Even my parents said that Ayunindya looked more like me, maybe because I took care of her from the baby.
It was such an amazing scenario that GOD made for me, knowing Rani & Rian by accident in a fruit shop, until I met him again when I was looking for a quack for Sakila, until now I have been given the confidence to take care of her as a mother.
Although I did not give birth to Ayunindya from my womb, I gave birth to her from my love for her.
Ayunindya was so happy when she met her father Rian, she screamed with joy if she had a father like her friend Milka. Especially having two mothers, me & Rani.
Ayunindya also chose to stay with me, because I am Bundany, exclaimed Nindya.
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This afternoon Ayunindya with a whimper of his manjanya asked to be taken to a walk to a Mall because there are people who want to buy it. And all her requests are always followed by Risa and Rio, with her assent.
Ayunindya ran while picking up toddler shoes, then she pulled the hand of a man, next to whom was a woman holding a small child. Ayunindya thrust the shoes that fell.
"Om, this is Dede's shoe the baby fell off" Ayunindya said.
Instantly the man looked towards Nindya and took her shoes.
"Oh, yes, fell down Om's shoes, thank you, beautiful" said the man.
"Thank you" said the woman beside him. Who carries a child umuran 11 months or less a year.
"Where are your parents!" ask the man.
"Tuh ..," point to Ayunindya. "Mother." Ayunindya ran towards me.
The couple looked at me and Ayunindya. Ayunindya was immediately carried away by Rio so as not to turn her head towards that person; Ilham & Sakila. Now seeing them is normal, especially seeing Mas Ilham, no pounding that used to be felt.
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Someone's waiting for my answer until this second out there; Alex. Yes, he still faithfully awaits me to this day. But I'm still not ready to accept the proposal.
Until later if this heart is really ready and if paired. Then ALLAH will unite with all His permission
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Lonely Room, 19-02-20
Thank you to all my lovers of this very simple work. I hope there is something good to be learned from this story. And don't pick the bad thing, just the good thing that is taken. The point for a woman is not to be too weak because of love. And for a man do not be too easy to say the word talak. One word will bring change. Especially bad speech.
I can't talk at length anymore. Besides thank you for all that Kenan read my writing this🙏🙏🙏🥰🥰🥰😘😘😘😘.
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