The End of Hope
70 Eps. My Gift
"Naya, I ask, I'm sorry," those are the words that came out of Yola's lips as she sat before Naya.
Sarita sat on one of the chairs between the two of them. Naya looked at Yula with a faint smile, then she said,
"I've forgiven you."
Sarita said, "Here you go, all that happens between you is the past. So what you have to face now is your own future."
'Mother I know about it, therefore I want to talk right now, with Naya." Rich Yola.
Because it seemed quite serious Bastian Sania and Dero who were among them came closer and listened enthusiastically.
"Naya, what matters to me is that you've forgiven me" Yola said.
Naya took a deep breath she glanced briefly at the sleeping baby then looked at Yola again.
"Tell me what you really want to talk about" said Naya, "when I thought it best to name this baby first. What name do you think is good?"
"I've talked about it with Rudian, he wants to name him Fauzan, if he's a boy" Yola replied with a smile looking at her baby boy.
"Good name" said Naya, "Oh yeah, what did you say?"
"On this house..I want you to remember, I also have the right to this house now" Yola said.
Hearing Yola's words, she made Naya laugh,
"It's not a good time to talk about home, we can still talk about other things. For example, what wisdom can you take from the events and trials that you experienced this time..!" said Naya.
Sarita who listened to Naya's words just nodded, he confirmed. According to Naya, it feels strange, when someone immediately talks about inheritance or property left by the deceased person, he said, even though the land of the deceased person was not dry, even the flowers scattered on it were still fresh.
"Why are you so rushed or are you afraid I'll take it all?!" ask Naya.
"Hey, it's been, don't fight anymore." Sarita said.
"I don't want to fight, Mom. I just want to get certainty because now I have a child from Rudian." said Yola as she stared fixedly at Naya.
"Yola, I know you paid for the rest of this house before Rudi died, and now the installment of this house is finished, Alhamdulillah. I'm grateful to you. Don't you think I'm gonna take it all, I know you've got a hand in it. I'm not that greedy" Naya said.
"So, do you want to stay here as well and share a house with me?" ask Yola.
Naya rolled her eyes and took a deep breath, saying, "i know Allah is Most Just. Maybe I'll stay in this house for a little while until I find a new place to live,"
" Well then you can stay here, as long as you don't confess to me that this house is yours" Yola said.
" Hey. I told you I'm not as greedy as you're accusing me of!"
"But Yola, after all, Naya still has the same rights to this house, just that maybe your rights are greater for having a child, that's all. So actually I have other considerations," Sarita said interrupting the conversation.
"What reason Mom, I think Naya does not have any rights anymore, she was divorced by Rudian at that time, even has three talents," said Yola as if he was worried if he did not get his rights, he said carelessly.
"Yola, what do you say triple talaq?" said Naya.
"But I'm right, right?" yola Ketus.
"So, look... Actually what happened between me and Rudian first, was the talaq one," Naya said as she took a deep breath, then again said, saying,
"In the past, what Rudian said was divorced from me, although I considered it a triple talaq until I left, it is still shari'at counted as a talak one, with a note, that is, Rudian and I had never said the word divorce before. Even I never fought until asking for a divorce, so what happened yesterday between me and Rudian is still referred to as talak one, not talak three," Naya said straightforwardly.
Yola was silent, she did not expect that Naya would make her corner like that.
" What do you think about Mom?" naya said again while shifting her sitting position to face Sarita this woman still respects even though Sarita once hated it when Rudian was still healthy. But now, Sarita is very good to Naya. Everyone can change, let alone change in kindness, why not?
"You two can stay here as long as you want. Your rights are the same, unless one of you marries another man then this house must be sold and then the proceeds divided according to our religious precepts." Sarita said calmly.
"I'm in one with mom" said Naya, "but I'm leaving, ma'am. I'm giving this house to my mother's granddaughter. But with the record, Yola was not married to another man. But if you marry again, Yola... Then this house should be sold, and follow mother's advice."
"alright. Where are you going?" ask Yola.
Naya thought for a moment, she had never contacted her aunt again, since a few months ago. His father also gave only vague information about his mother's family.
"Where will fate take me" replied Naya, there was a sense of uneasiness vividly painted on her tone.
Suddenly it came to Naya's mind, Ares' face as fierce as it was, then vanished.
'Hey hey, remember Naya, your husband's grave is still red why do you have to think about that man? Akh, mom. I don't believe in dreams. But why are the words of the mother in the dream true, that our marriage will be whole and only separated by death. But where's the area pack family now, how's Yoni doing. He should be in school this year'
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A few days passed until the week changed. Naya stayed in the house patiently. He continues to live with Yola because he has no place to live. He felt that he would be like a maid if he stayed in the house for a long time. But he did not fully hitchhike, because he also bought his own food.
Now Naya has pocketed the address of her aunt's residence in Batu City. But her aunt had long since left the house, so now the house was empty. Naya needs an address to figure out how she can get there. Although Naya used to live there when she was a child, she still needs to know the address of the house.
Before leaving, Naya tells Yola to take good care of Fauzan, because the child, now in his charge, is an orphan from her own husband, even Naya said that if Yola did not want to take care of Rudian's child, she was ready to take care of him until he gave his mobile number to Yola.
But Yola replied firmly that this child was the only relic of Rudian and he would take care of him at his best.
After saying goodbye to Sarita and telling Yola, Naya finally leaves. At the train station he took the time to contact his father and Nuriya, informing him that he would soon go to his mother's hometown.
While walking, Naya occasionally turned her head back, feeling that something was left behind, also feeling as if someone was following her walking, feeling that someone was calling her name. Is he still doubtful? No. gabe.
What follows him is hope and what is left behind is sadness.
'Ahk, this is just my feeling, Astagfirullah'... Memories, forever will be memorable, as bitter and as beautiful as any memory remains he is formless, but felt when there is a sweet or bitter taste'
Naya has been steady, burying all her marriage here, buried with her husband. Memories of pain that are somehow painful. Even as if he would not be able to tell stories, how he survived in pain to meet the point of separation with death.
This sense of loss was very different when he lost his mother. When she lost her mother, Naya was still able to write on her social media accounts with words, she said,
"Goodbyes are not forever are not the end it simply Means, I'll miss you until we meet again"
But now, it seems like he has lost hope. Feelings are not something that is fixed, it can change and even disappear.
The electric train, the executive class that Naya is riding, begins to walk, taking Naya to a new place with renewed hope, though she begins to be determined to close the door of her heart tightly. I have felt a loss that is too deep so he seems afraid to start let alone have hope for a relationship.
The scenery outside the window of the carriage was very unfamiliar to Naya, The sight was as if running away leaving her. Shouldn't the journey go forward and run leaving behind everything that should be left behind?
The atmosphere outside looks drizzling because this month has entered the rainy season. Unknowingly, Naya's tears began to drip one by one like that drizzle, as her memories repeated slide after slide of memories and life experienced until she had to leave.
"Don't leave if you're not ready. Do not force yourself if you are not sincere...No need to cry, go home again there, in front of the station you can return again" said someone beside Naya.
Naya turned her head, the man said, making Naya furrow her brows, she was completely unaware that beside her was a man sitting by hugging his backpack, covering his face with a hat. The man did not look at Naya, but how did he know that Naya was crying?
Naya immediately wiped her tears with the tip of her hijab. The revelation was also not Naya realized if noticed by the man from the corner of his eyes that are not covered by a hat. The man laughed amusedly at Naya's behavior, then he took something out of his pants pocket, it was a handkerchief!
He gave it to Naya while saying, "remove this. Not wearing a hijab. Slovenly!"
'Hey, we don't know each other. Why can you talk that way anyway? Why did I meet a man like this'
Naya took the handkerchief, but she put it back again by keeping it on top of the man's backpack, saying, "Thank you no need."
The man opened the hat that covered his face, then he took out his right hand in front of Naya, saying, "Include me, I call Ramadan Rama. You?"
Naya clenched her hands together in front of her chest, she smiled then replied,
" Nayana's. Just call Naya."
"Oh, where are you going?" ask the man.
'It's none of your business, you don't need to know'
Naya did not reply, she just took a slow breath and exhaled slowly as well. Then gazing back at the scene outside the train window, the drizzle began to stop as it had now entered a different region.
"You don't want to talk to me? Indeed, you are not bosen what a few hours of the train, no chatting, no one to talk to, all thinking of yourself. All preoccupied with oneself," said the man, he grumbled and regretted that Naya had neglected.
The trip is indeed quite time consuming, maybe Naya will also be a little bored. But he tried to calm down by reciting and listening to murotal from his cell phone. After a long time he tried to ignore the man beside him, Rama did not give up, he invited Naya to talk unsuccessfully, then he offered food, offering snacks that also did not work.
This time he lured Naya to look at his phone, where he showed some pictures of himself on his social media account, seeing and showing videos that he made himself that he admitted was very good and managed to reap hundreds or even thousands of likes. He asked Naya to join his followers.
Maya smiles thinly in response, she feels that it is no longer time to follow things like that, considering she is a woman who left her husband and is now risking her life. Moreover, his age was already approaching the thirty-year mark which forced him to think twice for all his actions. Because at that age, it is an age that is considered very mature.
Naya reached her destination city and she used public transport until she reached her new home. The house corresponds to the address he got from his aunt.
He did not expect it to turn out, Rama took the same public transportation and also dropped off at a location not far from Naya's house. the woman did not care much about him even though she realized that she and Rama would be neighbors.
Naya took out the door key from her bag, the key her aunt had already sent to her. So many years left the house has looked different, even the surrounding area as well as the streets he traveled, very much different. Batu City, Malang. Very crowded and also densely populated
The location of Naya's residence is very strategic, considering that about two hundred meters from Naya's house is a very famous crossroads, which became the center of the city of Batu where not far from the place there is a very famous university. There are also tourist attractions that are visited by many tourists both from within and outside the country.
The first step Naya did was to clean and clean the house up but, clean and worth living in. He cleaned up some of the items left by his aunt, if the relics from his aunt's shop could still be sold, then he would sell them and the money from the sale he would hand over to his aunt.
In the house there are three rooms that are quite spacious. The house has been renovated and is very different from its original form when he still lived there first.
For a few days Naya spent cleaning the house until it looks very comfortable to live in. Naya took the initiative to rent out her two rooms which are quite good even there is a bathroom in it. Naya made the writing and put it in front of the house.
"Receive the boarding room, Princess"
Naya folded her hands in front of her stomach with a smile satisfied to see the results of her work, when someone asked her,
"Do you need help?"