
"I was wrong about my attitude towards you... I'm too selfish... I blame myself for Mia's death.. Then I try to stay away from reality.. Even to abandon my son Chia." said Abang Zaky again.
"Then Dad advised me about responsibilities and gratitude that I should not waste.. GOD presents you now, to be my companion forever.. Replacing Mia.. I should have been grateful..Not the night away from you.. I'm sorry Halimah." she said again full of regret.
I'm silent.. Cowering doesn't know what to say.
I appreciate his honesty at this time.
But my heart feels so cut.
Brother Zaky clearly still loves Alhamrhumah his wife.
"Goddess.. Pleases... I hope you understand the situation... Help Me.. I need Halimah time... I promise, I'll try to be the best husband for you." she said again stroking my cheek gently.
I am weak.
"YES ALLAH.. Grow the love in my husband's heart for me." I pray in my heart.
He then grabbed me into his arms.
"Abangs... Let us both strive to maintain this marriage... We started all over from the beginning...Make Halimah a friend to Brother.. Halimah will try to make you fall in love with Halimah.. Halimah will try to be a good wife for you... Being a good mother to Chia.. And a good daughter-in-law to Dad and Mama." I said in Brother Zaky's arms.
"Thank you Halimah." she hugged me even tighter.
Tonight, in a hotel room full of roses.. Brother Zaky and I spent some time sharing our past stories.
And then we promised to be more open, both trying to be the best for the sake of our marriage and for the sake of our petite girl Chia.
I don't want to force Brother Zaky to accept me on the grounds of marital status.
But, I want Abang Zaky to accept me as his beloved wife, so I promised myself to do everything I could to get her love.
"I can do it." I said encouragingly to myself.
Later, we walked away from our hotel room.
There is nothing special going on here, other than a pledge to be the best.
Before leaving home, Zaky and I stopped by to buy fruit to take home as souvenirs for Chia.
"Assalamualaikum Mr. Zaky.." Someone said softly to my husband.
"Rahman??" I was shocked to see Rahman standing right in front of us and greeting my husband so intimately.
"Hi Halima... How are you?" ask Rahman.
"You know each other?" I asked without answering Rahman's question.
"Of course Halimah... Does Halimah also know Rahman?" brother Zaky asked.
Rahman and I nodded almost simultaneously.
"We used to be a village." replied Rahman.
"Mr Zaky, how do you know Halimah?" rahman asked Abang Zaky.
"She is my wife." replied Brother Zaky with laughter.
Rahman's face was shocked as if in disbelief.
"Is this Mr Zaky's wife?" ask Rahman again to my husband.
"Yup... This is my wife Halimah.. Kamk just got married one month ago, indeed our wedding is not celebrated massively, only done in the boarding house where Halimah lives.. But actually I introduced him last night in the hotel room.. Didn't you come Man?" asked Brother Zaky to Rahman.
" Owh... Yes, I did not attend yesterday Mr.. Because yesterday I took my mother for treatment" replied Rahman stammered.
"What kind of sick mom is Man?" I also worry.
"Halimah, her name is also old man." replied Rahman a little ketus.
"Greetings to Mom Man." I said to her.
He just nodded then said goodbye to us.
"How did you know Rahman?" manya curious.
"Rahman is an HRD in the company, he used to be just a manual laborer, but he's a very diligent and persistent boy.. Then the company gave him a scholarship to college, and then now he became HRD in our company." replied Brother Zaky while driving home.
"Owh.." I answered briefly.