The Choice of Abah

The Choice of Abah
Dilemmas


Completed already the work of Onci and Ale today, there is still their duty after prewedding namely the preparation of the wedding of Dhea and Jonathan.


"Thank God, today is over.tiring day." Dhea steals time to talk to Onci.


Ale was tidying up the equipment, and Jonathan was as usual engrossed in a phone discussion with his business partner.


"Well I'm married, can you still have a discussion and go out together?" Whisper Dhea, worried that their chatter was heard.


"We walk aja yank, if it is still safe, we can continue, but if it is not safe, we are forced to end it all."


"It's not so easy that I can forget you, it took me a long time to let you go." Dhea Strictly.


"How else? Our relationship is getting further away, it's not normal Dhe...!!"


"But you belong to Jonathan, the man you hoped for, right?"


"I know all my faults, I can't determine my attitude, and make you disappointed. But all is not entirely wrong I am Yaaank, I cannot convert, you are also born in a devout family embracing religion."


"Honestly, I was disappointed when I found out that you chose Jonathan over me who from the beginning accompanied your career. I'm trying to hide all that from you, until I help you take care of all your marriage needs and Jonathan's. No guy wants to be in a position like me, already disappointed but trying to forgive."


"Because of your magnanimity, I still want to maintain this relationship Yaaank, dear Jonathan is not as big as my dear to you, that's what you should know!!!"


"You know what the consequences would be if Jo knew about our relationship?"


"Well, I know,..."


"Even he could threaten our lives, remember that!!"


"I don't think that far, I know Jo..." Dhea tried to hide her worries.


"I'm sure I'd do something more extreme if I knew someone I loved, playing behind my back."


"Too far away you think Yank, just go all the way."


"Hopefully nothing happened."


"Well, nothing will happen..."


While in the middle of the conversation between Onci and Dhea, Jonathan approaches them.


"We're going home now, Bee?"


"Eh, have you called her?"


"Here, there's a little problem in the office...Mas Onci, we go first?"


"Ok ready Koh, please...We're still tidy tools first."


"Waiting for the preview, huh?"


"Surely, we finish this we edit and later I report the results."


Dhea and Jonathan leave Onci, Jonathan sees the first road to the car.


"Don't call me, wait for me to call you." Whisper Dhea before leaving the location.


"Well..."


After Dhea left Onci, Onci let out a deep breath, "not understanding the way she thought, that much..." Said Onci while looking at Dhea from a distance and passed away.


"Cii let's unplug, the tool is done, only the payment is not done yet..."


"Pay with my money first Le, I'll take it to Jonathan."


"Okeee.new boss his name..."


"Alaaaah can be lo, if money matters ..."


"The heart of gini who does not need a boss..."


"Yaudah send the account number, let me transfer."


"Ok, just a second.later to WA."


"Sip...gw straight back?"


"Eits, transfer first...."


"Yes.iyaaaa...gw understand..."


"Can I be called crew paaak, if all is owed."


"No, I pay cash, I'll just bill to Jo."


"It can be lo..."


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Nabila again walked alone, from home to the foundation which was not far from where he lived.


He walked so hastily, not because he was chasing time, but avoiding many people, which made him reluctant to answer every question.


It was unexpected that he met Ustadz Burhan whose questions were sharper than the locals.


"Assalamu'alikum's chat....This time you can not avoid ane Nabila, why have a few days to see your own path? Where's Ustadz Fahrurrozi?"


Nabila was surprised and answered his greetings, "alikum salam, uh Ustadz Burhan, Brother Ozi is not feeling well anymore."


"Not feeling well? Danger if you lie with ane Nabila."


"It.iya Ustadz..."


"Okay, if he really doesn't feel well, you want to bring a doctor to the house, or a healer."


"Sir Ozi isn't home, there's business with Bang Ale."


"Where?"


"Said there's a motret job,.."


"Well, honest answers are good. Inget! Once a man lies, he will continue to lie, to cover up his other lies."


"Yes Stadz, sorry..."


"Yes ane sorryin, and don't forget you're also an Istighfar."


"Yes stadz."


"Yaudah, you don't want to go with me to the foundation? Why walk?"


"Makasi Ustadz, ane did like to walk before."


"Yes already if that is your answer, ane not comment anything, because you already belong to people, hopefully you enjoy the blessing of being a wife. Ane first yeah? Assalamu'allikum..."


"Wa'alikum Salam."


Nabila could at least avoid the question of Ustadz Burhan, because he was also the closest person to Abah, or Kiayi Syahrullah.


Arriving at the Foundation, Umi and Abah looked coldly.


"When, where's Ozi?" Ask Umi.


Nabila faced two choices and a dilemma in answering, if he lied, then he Umi and Abah no longer believe him, but if he is open, the husband is ready to curse him.


"I can't lie, and maybe Umi already knows the answer from Ustadz Burhan."


"Sir Ozi was late this morning, he had a little work with Bang Ale, there was a photo shoot to do and finish Bah...Mi..."


"Truly it's a child, ane already no abis think what he wants, married even keep aje mengurusin a work that is not useful, you take care of Seh..." Ketus Abah's.


Umi immediately contacted Fahrurrozi, but was not appointed.


"Aye's already the phone hasn't been picked up by Bah..."


"Jaudah will take care of the Ozi in your house, rather than ane kalaf, and drive him out of the house."


"Prophe Baaah, how is he our son, trust...."


"Amanah the Amanah, he is already a child is not an adult anymore, know where the responsibility is,.bikin to parents only...!!"


"Later Umi the nasehatin..."


"Aah free rich man he diadiehatin, already our mouth foaming ngurusin it's a child, abis our time, it's not clear what he wants!"


"Istighfar Bah, not good in front of Nabila."


"Alaaaah Ane does not care, in front of people also dares to damprat, if indeed the person is wrong. Again, Nabila is no one else, our son too. Entee anyway from the first manjain that child, already gedenya ngerong-rong like this."


"Yes Sorry Baah, from childhood we know it is strictly customary in Ozi."


"Ente set the child, or if it can not be set, ane that is regular...."


Nabila felt guilty, too honest to answer Abah and Umi's questions, he was also ready to accept the risk from Ozi, if indeed he did not accept what Nabila had told his parents.


Seriate....