The Desired Angel of Heaven
Chapter 41

“Alhamdulillah event is done.” Faiq was happy, because the activity was closed just before Zuhur time. He had imagined after Ashar later he had reached home. The faces of Hani and the children had already flashed in his eyes.

“Go home, boss?” Rudi patted her shoulder seeing Faiq's tangled face instantly sparkling.

“Two days old ngecass, mumet.” Faiq said honestly making Rudi gawk.

“Wah pak Ustadz ketengusangan. Ha ha ha...” Rudi could not help but laugh at Faiq's words. “Well the new bride is still warm-warm.”

“Mas, please me..” suddenly Histi came with teary eyes.

Faiq frowned. He was feeling fine, still had time to joke and invite him to lunch together.

“What happened?” Faiq asked attentively. He could see women crying.

“Dad had a heart attack. And I have to go back to Banten now.” The issue was still strong making Faiq and Rudi confused.

“I'll take you home. Our path is in line.” Rudi made a decision quickly. “Three hours we have arrived at your house.”

“I'll be coming.” Faiq offered himself. He was sorry about the news of Hesti's father.

A smile spread on the lips of Hesti heard Faiq who was going to deliver him. He quickly cleaned up his clothes, which were still in the hotel room.

Half an hour later they were in the car. An hour's drive to Hesti's house suddenly Rudi got a call that his 1-year-old daughter had a high fever and had to be taken to the hospital.

“Where are you now?” rudi's face was pale hearing his wife's words.

“Hospital Medika Permata Hijau with papa and mama.”  Said Shella Rudi's wife who sounded anxious, “Mas will go home now right?”

Rudi pulled the car over and stopped it. “I'm sorry, for not being able to take you home. I'll contact ojek online.” He looked at Hesti with a bad feeling.

“It's okay, I'll take Hesti all the way to his house. I hope your son is okay.” Sela Faiq fast.

“Thanks.” Rudi got out of the car immediately. And directly open the online ojek application available on his phone.

With a feeling of pleasure Hesti moved to sit beside Faiq. The desire that had just been achieved this time, sitting alone with the person he had been pleased with since the beginning.. He immediately put on a sad face, so that Faiq was more compassionate with him.

“May father be fine.”  His tears flowed down his cheeks.

Faiq. He doesn't know what to do. Silence enveloped both. Hesti's whispers were still heard in Faiq's ears. Sometimes he looked at Hesti who was dissolved in sadness.

“Berdo’lah may God give healing to your father.”

“My father is already old, mas. He wants me to get married soon. My two younger sisters and a brother were married, and gave him grandchildren. But I haven't been able to fulfill his wish.” Hesti wiped away the tears that kept flooding his smooth cheeks.

“The fool is God governing, Hes. We cannot precede the scenario God has prepared for us.”

Exactly at 5 pm both arrived at the home of Hesti's parents. Faiq immediately parked the car in the yard of the house that was quite magnificent. Hesti's father was the eldest of two brothers. As soon as he entered the house his uncle and aunt were already there.

They were surprised to see a Nesti who had come with a handsome and dashing man. Hesti's mother immediately ran over to her daughter.

“Finally you come home, baby. Is he the guy you used to tell me about?” The mother goddess immediately scouted him with a question that Nesti replied with a nod.

Faiq was surprised to hear Dewi's question, “I'm his office partner, ma'am. And I just drove Hesti. I'll go straight home.” Faiq felt uneasy seeing the gaze of the entire person in the room that led to him.

“Mother... dad calls.”  Andre Hesti's younger brother surprised everyone who was inside the room.

“Let's go in, nak.” Heri's uncle Thamrin invited Faiq in.

“Not necessary, sir. I need to go home soon. My family is waiting.” Faiq tried to refuse.

“Mas, help me..” Hesti begs Faiq to follow him into his father's room.

With a heavy heart Faiq followed in the footsteps of Hesti. He was stunned to see a frail old figure who was in a weak, helpless bed.

“Hes... did you come with your lover that..” Bambang voice of his father is getting weaker.

“Ya father.” Hesti replied slowly making Faiq surprised to hear it. He really did not expect to be in this situation.

“Pad time soon. Dad wants to see you married, before death pick up dad.”.

The doctor who accompanied Bambang looked at the clock on his wrist. “Time is not up to another hour.”

Without saying anything Faiq stepped outside the room. His mind was raging with the events that had befallen him.

“Mas...” Hesti ran after him, “Please me mas, for father's sake..” Hesti hugged Faiq's waist from behind.

Slowly Faiq took his hand off from his waist, “I'm sorry, Hes. I can't betray Hani and my children.”

Thamrin and his extended family blocked Faiq's move. “Let's talk about this well.” Thamrin invited Faiq and his extended family to sit together in front of Bambang's room.

“Please my daughter, son. She loves you very much.” Dewi said she gently tried to persuade Faiq, as she had known early on that her son had fallen in love with his senior in the office.

Faiq rubbed his hair roughly, “I just got married a month ago. Sorry I can't help your family.” Faiq said firmly. His thoughts were on Hani and his children who were waiting for him at home.

“Look at it, son. You simply marry Nesti in front of her father. After 40 days, you can drop the talaq on him.” Thamrin tried to provide a solution to Faiq who still insisted on refusing. “We are ready to be witnesses, help us.”

“I love my family. I am ready to sacrifice another, as long as I am not married to Hesti.” Faiq refused.

“Mbak Dewi.. “ call Ira younger sister Dewi stop their conversation.

With a heavy heart Faiq followed the steps of the Hesti family back to the room where Bambang was. Within 10 minutes all preparations were made. By calling an ustad in a nearby boarding school, Faiq was forced to marry Hesti in front of his dying father.

“I received the marriage and marriage of Nesti Handayani bint Bambang Kusuma with a dowry of a gold ring and money 20 million in cash.” Faiq's voice was not too excited as he uttered the qabul ijab.

“Sah...” a blaring exclamation filled the room filled with relatives who witnessed the impromptu marriage between Hesti and Faiq.

Meanwhile, Hani, who had just finished performing the Ashar prayer, was surprised to find her wedding photo perched on her dresser suddenly dropped to the floor.

“Astagfirullahaladjim.ya Allah what happened to the husband of the servant O Allah. Protect your husband, O Allah, until he returns with me and the children.” Hani's heart was racing at the sight of the shattered figura glass.

He scrapped himself to get out of the room and continued taking al-Qur’an to calm his chaotic mind after the fall of their wedding photos.

At the residence of the Hesti precisely in his father's room, slowly Bambang's eyes closed perfectly with a smile on his lips that now looked pale.

“Bring your husband to the room, son. After that we will prepare the burial process of your father.”  The Goddess said to Hesti, but Faiq refused, he did not want to go any further.

Thamrin soon improved to hasten the burial of Bambang at night that day. They did not want to make the corpse tormented by letting it go until tomorrow, because all the big families had gathered.

After the burial of his father-in-law is complete, Faiq will return to Jakarta. He felt his body very tired. It had been an hour that he had not seen the whereabouts of Nesti. Isya's time has passed.

“Hest be in his room, son. Pay him if you want to go home.” The goddess observed the uneasiness depicted on Faiq's face. “Take it easy. It will be fine.”

With an erratic feeling Faiq stepped towards the room of Hesti. He knocked on the door slowly.

“Come in mas.” The soft voice of Hesti asks Faiq to enter the room he did not lock.

Slowly Faiq stepped into the room. He did not expect to see a Nesti who was only wearing a thin nightgown while drying her still wet hair.

“I'll be home. After 40 days of your father I will come back here, to end it all.” Faiq said flatly.

Hesti was only speechless hearing Faiq's words. He was saddened to hear Faiq's cold tone than usual. He was very happy with the marriage that took place. “It's our first night, mas. Can't you just stay tonight. I will serve you as your legal wife.”

“I don't want to ruin you. One day you will meet a man who truly loves you.” Faiq threw away his face not wanting to see the Nesti who was now standing before him so as to show his body that was not wearing the interior.

“I'm ready to be second, mas. Hani's mom doesn't need to know that. We'll keep it a secret.” Hesti walked closer to Faiq while carrying a refreshing looking mango juice in the throat.

“I can't betray Hani and the kids. I promised.”

“Can't men be polygamous. And I will, even though Faiq's mas don't live with me. Allow me to be your full wife, mas.”

Faiq shook his head firmly. “I'm sorry, Hes. I can't.”

Hesti sighed holding back the already bubbling anger in his chest, “Alright. I respect your decision. Before you go home, drink to quench your thirst. I know, mas thirsty after father's burial.” Hesti extended the clear glass to Faiq's hand.

Faiq received the glass from Hesti and immediately gulped it unceasingly. He was really thirsty, because from afternoon until tonight he did not drink a drop of water and a single piece of rice had not entered his stomach.

Hesti smiled with satisfaction at seeing Faiq finish his juice at once. He stood in front of Faiq, waving his hair, trying to catch Faiq's attention. It deliberately does not wear internal and wears fragrances that arouse the desires of men.

“Astagfirullahaladjim..” Faiq beristighfar in the heart, not two minutes he spent drinking his body began to feel other. Hot air began to flow in his blood.  The desire to make love suddenly disturbs him. He looked at Hesti sharply after his brain thought clearly.

Without saying anything he left Nesti in a hurry. Looking at Thamrin and Dewi along with the Nesti brothers who were still gathered in the living room, Faiq only nodded his head silently. He immediately contacted his cousin Andi who happened to live in the same city. His steps were wide leaving the mansion.

“Please pick me up.” Faiq's voice shook as Andi greeted his phone. He immediately mentioned the address of the Nesti house.

“What happened?”

“Do not ask much. I want you to drive me home now.”

Ten minutes later the black luxury car was already in front of him. Faiq quickly got into the car while still thinking so that his anger could be resolved.

“What happened to you, bro?” Andi was astonished to see Faiq's reddened face as if holding something back.

“Quick find me with Hani. I can't help it.” Faiq said with great regret.

“Gosh.” Andi was surprised to hear the tone of Faiq who had been usually speaking politely.

“I was trapped and framed. Tomorrow I'll tell you a story. Now there is no time.” Faiq closed his eyes trying to resist the desire that had reached the crown.

Fortunately, the road was empty at 10pm that night. Within 3 hours and a half Andi managed to escape his supercar to save his cousin's life.