The betrayal of my husband
Tina's jail

Papah Putra hugged Naila.

Naila was crying in her father's arms. The warm embrace, which he had always longed for two years back, had returned.

Indeed, for the last two years, the relationship Naila and her father are not so close. Even Naila seemed to avoid looking at the father, for whatever reason, mamah Ais was once confused by the change of her daughter.

"Sorry in Nai yes pah....."

"Father has forgiven you long before you apologize, papah do'ain you may Istiqomah..."

"Amen..."

"Can't you come in with this hug?"

"By dong mah, here here...."

The three of them embraced.

"Tamah seneng, you do not avoid it again if you see papah..."

"Don't you tell me the same story?" frown

Papah Putra just grinned.

"Sometimes there are better things we don't know.." replied mamah Ais.

"Whatever it is, the important thing is that you want to change even better." continued mamah Ais.

Sometimes there is something we should not know, rather than we know will be a burden on the mind and gossip material in the end.

Dert dert

Mamah Ais immediately grabbed the phone in her gaming pocket, then she checked who contacted her.

Tut

"Hello, Assalamu'alaikum aunt......"

"Wa'alikusalam, the clock's coming to the phone, there must be something important ya..."

"Hehehe, just want to ask, who is in the hospital?"

"Well, no one's sick, 'cause you said who's in the hospital?"

"So Bagas called, he said tomorrow I was told to meet him at the hospital tan...."

"Don't Nadin go to the hospital?" guess Naila, who was listening to the conversation

"Ga know Na anyway, maybe, because earlier Bagas call me using the nurse's phone..."

"Udah first yes Nu, aunty wants to go to the mastiin hospital...."

"Yes tan, assalamu'alaikum....."

"Wa'alikalix...."

Tut, mamah Ais turned off his phone.

"Come to the hospital..."

"She, come on..."

"I'm coming..."

"Yes, come on..."

The three of them were getting ready for the hospital.

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In the room all white and the pungent aroma of medicine, a woman with a bulging stomach twitched her eyes.

He looked around, after which he started to sob.

Chequelek

"It's a shame you've come to your senses, thank God.." said Bagas.

Nadin immediately turned his face away, he was still angry.

Bagas placed his medicine on a small cupboard in the room, then he began to approach his wife.

"Darling to apologize..."

Nadin did not answer, he still sobbed.

"Honey, mas can guarantee if the number is only a stray number... "

"Awas if mas lied.." between his tears.

"He will, Ibnu will come here tomorrow with the proof, sorry, my dear..."

Nadin turned his face away, looking at the husband's face.

"Promise me you won't leave me for another woman?" a difficult look to understand

Nadin was afraid that his husband would leave him for another woman, as if he was traumatized by the fateful events of his first marriage.

"Promise, I won't leave you to another woman, sorry in mas ya baby." really mean it.

Nadin knew that all her husband's words were the truth. But the fear of loss haunted him, making Nadin reluctant to admit the truth before the evidence.

Nadin sighed, then he nodded.

"Pity me.." showering his wife's face with a kiss.

Tok tok tok tok

"Wear that hijab first..."

"Yes, um..."

Bagas helped Nadin put on her Instagram hijab, then she stepped closer to the door.

Chequelek

"Who's being treated..."

"Why is Nadin?"

"Do you guys have any problems?"

The three men immediately berdondongi Bagas with a series of questions.

"Oh, replace dong if you want nanya, rich times 'sneaky'. " protest Bagas.

"Ealah, ora's grieving in kwatirna.." Naila grumbled.

(That's right, I don't feel worried)

"Ye ga ga so also de times, meaning one-on-one so it's good to answer..."

"Yes, answer your question first..."

Bagas also answered the question earlier, but for the question posed by the papah, he only replied that there was a little misunderstanding between him and his wife.

Then Bagas invited his parents and his sister to enter.

"Gas, if you have a problem solve it with a cold head, never play a hand, how to deal with the woman with love and honesty.." advice papah Putra before stepping in.

"It's a reward, Insyaalloh Bagas won't play a hand, and Bagas will always be honest to Bagas' wife....."

"Father believe...."

The two men entered Nadin's room.

"Thank you mba, you want to help me." Naila said.

"It's together....."

"What did you help?" ask papah Putra

"Kepo.." answered Naila with a centile.

They were all laughing, looking at Naila's behavior.

After that, they talked lightly.

After the departure of her in-laws and in-laws, Nadin decided to go to bed.

"Mas, I slept first...."

"Dear, do'a first yes..."

"Yes mas...."

After making sure the wife was asleep, Bagas walked out, he wanted to calm his chaotic mind.

The corruption case that was happening in his company really disturbed his mind.

What if the company goes bankrupt?, the money from the money he will use to compensate the money of the infestors?

Bagas decided to sit on the edge of the hospital garden which began to be quiet.

The chaotic mind made it difficult to find a solution.

"Your company will go bankrupt, you will be in billions of debts...."

"Kill yourself, lest the infestors sue you...."

That was the whisper of the 'devils' who tried to influence Bagas' mind.

"Don't listen to them." whispered Angel.

"All problems must have a way, but it depends on you, want to find a way or go to avoid problems that exist, like 'losers'.." the voice that is in the small heart of Bagas.

"Remember, there is your Lord." whispered in his right ear.

"Instaghfirullohaladzim...."

Bagas awakens from his daydream. He got up, then immediately headed for the hospital mosque.

Bagas took the wudu, then he carried out his duty, the isa prayer.

"Astaghfirullohaladzim, yes Allah forgive me for giving up on your mercy.... "

"Yes, forgive me for not being able to remember you in every breath of mine..."

"Yes, I am a weak creature. Yes Alloh, now I resigned to all the problems I received...."

"O God, may You facilitate all affairs, my World and My Achherat...."

That is the do'a offered by Bagas after his prayer.

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The red tinge in the eastern horizon, has been replaced with a sun that is not too bright. Birds chirping, changing with the sound of machines.

The hospital officials, already prepared with their respective duties, there are those who prepare food and warm water for patients, sweeping, mopping, watering plants, wiping windows and others.

The atmosphere of the hospital, which looks horror at night is now replaced with a crowded atmosphere, due to the many people who began to pass by in accordance with their respective roles.

A man about 160 cm tall walked in haste with a file in his hand.

Tok tok, he knocked on the door of one of the patient's rooms.

Chequek.

"Morning..."

"In the morning, you bring me what I ask for?"

"Yes..."

"Ok, let's go in..."