The Incomplete Love
Strengthen Hearts

It's been three nights Hanna can't sleep. Each time his eyes were closed the memory of his marriage to Thoriq was like a sad film that played continuously.

Having tasted the acids, salts, and bile of life, Hanna felt fed up with him. How hearty she as a fellow woman tried to snatch Qiara's husband.

“God hates humans who damage other people's households.”

Thus the sound of ustadz in tausiah about the chapter of marriage ringed in his ears.

“A wife who obeys her husband has the right to enter heaven from any door.”.

Hanna covered her face with both hands.

“Jauuh, I used to be obedient to Mas Thoriq. Yes Allah ..”

The saddest thing was that after the wedding hearing, he walked away with Bastian without caring about Thoriq who was still in a wheelchair at that time. Nor did he ask the news of Aira, his daughter who was only two years old and had not been met for months.

Not strong enough to withstand the waves of memories, Hanna took ablution water and performed sunah tahajjud prayers followed by penitent prayers.

In the next two weeks, he will meet his daughter and possibly Thoriq. With his helplessness he pleads for ease and strength so that Aira and Thoriq will forgive.

***

“Congratulations, you are accepted to work part-time. Please come Sunday at nine o'clock and report to the purchasing.” section

Hanna read the message over and over again. Didn't expect the male nyinyir accused of being a pervert to pass his proposal. The good news was quite comforting to his heart.

“Duuuh the seneng,” goda Ruqoyyah, the middle-aged woman who joined Ella founded the pesantren.

“Hanna received, Mom, the one in the hospital. It works every Sunday, in shaa Allah so have income.”

“Maa shaa Allah. Success is yes, son. Moga Allah ridho. Then the santri file on behalf of Kamelia why not behind. I saw from a few days on your desk.”

“Oh yes, this again try to connect to whatsapp Aira I mean to whatsapp Kamelia. Unrequested.” Aira stammered. Though he always stared at the pictures of the beautiful teenage Aira. Her face used to look like Hanna but now the lines of Thoriq began to appear in her eyes and smile.

“Whatsapp to his father, all right. Handsome widower. Who knows he has a crush on you..” continued with a smile.

Hanna's heart was pinched. Twice failed to marry makes him lazy to open his heart. He is ready to live like this.

“Assalamualaykum, I want to return the form on behalf of ..”

“Yes Allah, Mr. Raunchy .. I mean Mr. Dicky,” exclaimed Hanna saw the man who greeted them.

The man in front of the door glared at Hanna. With his robe and veil he found it difficult to recognize.

Ruqoyyah glanced sharply at Hanna who hurriedly apologized.

“Waalaykumussalam, sorry latah. Can I help you, please sit down,” he replied as he stood up and invited Dicky to sit on the chair across from his desk.

Dicky stepped in lazily.

“This, I want to enter the form for my son, Latifah Sienna Johansyah.”

“I check the completeness of the document first, yes.”

Hanna opened the map and made a check on all the documents.

“Sorry, previously this father's name on the family card is not the same as Mr Dicky's ID card, yes?”

“Eeer, that ... that's how, yes?” Dicky scratched his head.

“Hanna, santri Latifah is Mr. Dicky's nephew. Her mother died in a bus accident with husband and daughter Ustadzah Ella. At that time some residents took a tour to Temanggung. The bus went into a disaster.”

“Oh, sorry, Sir. I'm in mourning.”

“Well if Mr. Dicky is still a tingting bachelor. Never been married.”

Dicky closed his eyes with his hands, while Hanna glared wonderfully at the now-wrong-mouthed impostor.

“Hanna knows Dicky? He I know from Orok. Dicky's childhood love to run naked bullet when go home swimming from kali.”

Hanna shook her head

“Dasar lewd, ya pervert,” Inner Hanna.

Dicky grew increasingly wrinkled, his gaze began to despair.

Hanna replied to Ruqoyyah, “I met during an interview for the hospital. Small world, see you here again. I also saw a photo of Mr. Dicky and his family ..”

Hanna deliberately hung up her sentence. Sure Ruqoyyah will willingly provide complete and accurate information.

“It must be a photo of Dicky with his brother. Qadarullah, Almarhumah Aisyah was single parent because her husband disappeared somewhere once the second child was born. We are the dentist in this village. Dicky is also a dermatologist and genital specialist but his practice is in the hospital and the village next door.”

“Maa shaa Allah, dermatologist and genitals. Cucok,” muttered Hanna Jahil, yet still heard by the man in front of her.

Dicky glanced sharply at the veiled woman who turned out to have a losblong oral.

He cleared his throat then said in a low voice to maintain his remaining authority.

“So how's Bu Hanna, is it complete? When can my nephew emm son test?”

“The reason for the move is why sir, so I love the notes for the tester consideration.”

Hanna is ready to listen and write.

“Just write so that my nephew has good morals as a Muslimah,” he said.

“Suitable, I am sure in this pesantren Latifah will be guided correctly. Her sister how, women too right, not all just a list?”

Dicky was only able to be dumbfounded while Hanna waited for her answer.

“Iy, yes I will also move his sister next year to here.”

“This year, sir. Coincidentally our pesantren there is a sister program.” Hanna's handing out a brochure.

“Ruqoyyah quickly replied, “Iyo ***, have moved. You are still single, have never dated anyway, where you know the problem of women.”

Hanna half-dead held back a laugh. While Dicky desperately kept the marwah as a man of dignity.

“Good me, think. I'm sorry if everything is in order.”

Dicky stood up to say hello. From behind the door he had heard Hanna pretend to sneeze while disguising one word, “Cabul.”

While walking to his motorcycle, Dicky was determined to reply to Hanna in the hospital.

“Awas you, Hanna.”

Inside Hanna's room is convinced by her conjecture with Dicky.

“I have to be careful. Men like him seem to save a lot of pent-up problems that can overflow for a certain reason.”

“Naudzubillah.”

***

“Mas Kala, for photos that fit I float on the tire dong.”

“This? Or this one?”

“Iiih Mas Kala kok so follow Liam photoin fit me again ugly.” Aira tried to snatch her brother's hape. Kala who was tall enough to raise his hands high so that they were not reached by Aira.

“Mas eeeeergh's. Aira bite yes.”

Aira chased after Kala who ran away while being ridiculed.

Liam who was relaxing on the terrace sat on the bean bag ignoring the pacah Aira and Kala.

“Kids.. “ gumannya.

Liam was cool looking at the photos during their vacation to Yogya.

The child smiles every time he finds a picture he likes.

Thoriq took a quick glance at what Love Guru saw next to him, then said, “Hust be able to hold back, yes. Aira is still a child.”

Liam turned off his hape and then replied, “I know, I like him even from Aira even smaller. Puppy love, if in Indonesia called monkey love. Long time so first love.”

Thoriq stammered slightly with a straightforward reply from Liam.

“You're not afraid Uncle is angry?”

“Because I like Aira? Hmm, I think Uncle can see that I'm keeping my boundaries with Aira. But please reprimand if I or Aira miss.”

“Uncle can ask? You are not like any other seventeen-year-old. Which if you have a crush on a girl, shoot. Or try to steal the opportunity. You're human, aren't you?”

Liam chuckled, then after he was satisfied he replied, “That's business, Buna the teacher. Perhaps from experience with men, yes ..” Liam deliberately glanced at Thoriq. Which glimpsed far away.

“Qiara and Aira are two of the most beautiful things for Uncle. One, Uncle can only pray for his happiness. Aira will keep Uncle until the end of life, in shea Allah.”

“I can see Uncle still love dead with Buna. Arrested, yes, Buna already has Daddy.”

Thoriq who was sipping the pot tea choked on hearing Liam's words. Some spray and wet the sheath.

“See, that's what makes Uncle have to tell stories. For years Uncle held back the taste and maybe until forever. It was very heavy and unhealthy for mental.”

“Let's. Maybe by continuing to hold, Uncle can be introspective. Honestly, Uncle has no desire to get married again. Uncle Happiness is complete, have a handsome child, beautiful, obedient, and Qia ..” Thoriq's voice was choked.

“And happy Qia.”

Liam stared without a blink. Having a sensitive feeling he could understand so deeply Thoriq's love for Qiara.

“Then Aunt Hanna?”

Thoriq took a breath.

“If same Hanna, Uncle jumbled. Uncle used to try to love Hanna. After Qiara left. Really trying. But that feeling never came. I hate it, but I can't because she loves Aira.”

“If you meet Aunt Hanna and already insaf, Uncle want to try to build a relationship?”

“Uncle prefers single life. Hanna, Hanna better marry someone else if she gets out of jail.”

“Both difference.”

“What?”

“Vibe. I can feel Uncle really loving Buna. But when Aunt Hanna spoke, her voice turned cold.”

“Actually not Hanna the main cause of Qiara left, but Uncle ..”

“Yes yes. Buna said, the heart of the woman is fragile, it can only be strengthened with loyalty. Uncle has been married again with Aunt Hanna, and you really went through the marriage to produce Aira. Yes obviously Buna sad.”

Thoriq's gaze became mellow, slowly he said, “Uncle can't be fair in feeling. When Hanna was pregnant, it was undeniable that Uncle was very happy. But from there, Uncle ignored Qiara, hurting him. Uncle did not know that Qiara was also pregnant at that time. Uncle ... uncle pushed him, slapped him, because Hanna defamed being pushed by Qiara to a fall.”

“Mama ..”

“Buna ..”

Unaware Kala and Aira were already standing behind Thoriq and Liam. The two teenagers heard the story of Thoriq.

Aira looked at Kala in confusion. While Kala put down his grave because of anger.

Thoriq hurriedly stood up and embraced his two children.

“Sit down, maybe it's time you know what happened.”

Aira and Kala sit between Liam and Thoriq. Aira kept her head down, within days she heard her mother was the kidnapper and now her mother was the slanderer. The boy felt very ashamed of his origin.

“Kala, Aira, and you also Liam, make what happened with Uncle, Buna, and your Mama as a lesson.“

“Aya is not really wrong. Toh Aya married Mama because following the request of Grandpa and Grandma,” bela Aira with a soft voice.

“True. Neither did Aya cheat and commit adultery with Mama. What we did was halal, but it was painful for Buna. Aya's message if you have a partner later, keep your heart. Decide all together, whatever the condition.“

“According to Aya, will Buna agree Aya remarry?”

“No. But Aya is sure there will be the best way out for Aya, Buna, and Mama. I don't know.”

“Which obviously I will not hit a woman,” cetus Kala who is very disappointed with his father.

“Betul, don't follow Aya. What Aya did was shameful and stupid. Regardless of whatever happens it is not appropriate Aya hurt Buna.”

Netra Kala glazed. He hurriedly rubbed it with his hands.

“Kala, Aya knows you are shocked and disappointed. Please be angry, Aya also had years of self-harm. Just please don't leave Aya.”

I don't want to look at his father's face. Buna's shadow was pushed and slapped making her hurt instead of upset. Kala did not respond to his father.

“Aya, has Aya been happy during marriage with Mama?”

“When Aya knew there was Aira in Mama's stomach, and when Aira was born.”

“Have Aya loved Mama?”

“Aya never tried, but until the end, Aya .. Aya failed.”

“Aya, Aira inventor Mama ..”

***