The Regrets of the Child and Husband
PAS 67

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam," answered Mother Naima while turning her head. "You?" hiss Mother Naima did not expect the arrival of the uninvited guest. "What did you come here for?" ketus.

"Naima, can I talk to you?" ask Armand carefully.

Mother Naima's eyebrows fused together, then singed a smirk at the corner of her lips.

"Talk? There's nothing more we need to talk about. Everything is over. So you better get out of here," said Mother Naima trying to act ordinary. Although it feels very eager for Mother Naima to curse Armand, but she must control herself because there are two grandchildren who are still standing on the left and right side.

Armand swallowed his saliva roughly. Naima really changed, he thought. No more Naima being so gentle with him. Although it looks ordinary, but the tone of Mother Naima's voice feels so cold that it can freeze her.

Then Armand turned his head towards his two grandchildren. Eyes glazed. How long he had lost a moment with his children. He did not even give them up when they grew up to adulthood. Armand still remembers leaving Naima and her two children when they were just teenagers. With the heart he left Naima who needed him so much and preferred other women just to satisfy his earthly lust.

Though he knew, at that time Naima was so dependent on him. Naima has no job at all. Even he left his children and wife just like that after dropping talaq. There's no living. Really leave. Until a year later, perhaps out of longing, Armand tried to see the state of Naima and her children in their old home. But apparently, they no longer exist. The house he built for Naima has been sold. Armand tries to find their whereabouts, but Naima and her children are lost in the earth. They disappeared without a trace. Even the school was moved. Armand misses, but the misses have gone somewhere. Armand regrets having been cruel to Naima and her children. Especially when the Gita can not serve him like Naima, making him often harbored longing as well as regret. But the rice had become porridge, Armand was unable to do anything else but live it.

Until an unexpected meeting occurs. Truly Armand felt like an arid desert in the rain. Cools.

But Naima and Armand's attitude made her feel sore. He realized that this was the fruit of his own actions. Anyone would be hurt, hurt, and hate when necessary as he did Naima and her children.

Seeing the faces of Gaffi and Amri who have similarities with Amar as a child, suddenly evoked fond memories of his childhood. So much regret that he now feels, can Armand selfishly want to get forgiveness from those who turned out to still reign in his heart and soul.

"They ... Amar's kids?" asked Armand in a hoarse voice. Even his eyes looked red.

Lazily replied, Naima just nodded.

"Grandfather's grandchildren" he said while crouching in front of Gaffi and Amri, but the children immediately hid behind the body of Naima's mother. A child's natural reaction when a stranger tries to approach them.

"Eyang, come in yuk! Want to eat iced kim," great-grandson Gaffi while tugging at Mother Naima's arm.

"Awhile, dear. Sama's brother entered first, gih. Anyang still need the same grandfather. Eating ice cream is the same as Lela, no papa right?" Mother Naima knew, Armand would not just leave before he could talk to her. So he better ask his grandchildren to enter the house first.

Gaffi and Amri nodded. Then they rushed into the house to make Armand feel more vulnerable. He not only lost his company with his children, but also his cute grandchildren.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to talk about? Hurry along! I don't have much time" said Mother Naima as her grandchildren entered the house.

"Don't you let me in first!"

"No. I told you, you are unclean and I do not want to bring unclean into the house of my son and daughter-in-law," said Mother Naima sharply made Armand swallow.

"Naima, I know so many sins and my faults may even be unforgivable, but may I be a little selfish in asking for your forgiveness?" melas Armand made Mother Naima squeak then chuckle.

Seeing the expression of Mother Naima, there is a sense of smell and charm. Naima dressed up just plain. Just a simple gamis even a little long instant hijab cover the chest. But it looks so simple and reassuring.

"What are your sins and mistakes?" the Mother Naima circus.

"Naima, I know you must be very hurt. But I still have a chance to make amends?"

Suddenly Mother Naima laughed. But the laughter sounded bitter.

"Where have you been after all these years of disappearing to suddenly come and apologize? It's good you disappeared, why should you show up again? You know, your arrival just makes me and my kids sick. You think your mistakes can be redeemed with one word of apology? No. gabe. What you're doing is too much. When I hold my broken heart for the sake of knowing you're double just for the sake of the kids, but you're so willing to just walk away. You think one word of apology can make up for everything? NO," asserted Mother Naima. "After the woman destroyed my household, and through her son, she wanted to destroy my son's household. Good thing my son realized before it was too late. If he follows in your footsteps, I forbid his body to touch me even though I have become a corpse. So that's the woman you fought for? Both destroy the household of others. For the sake of such a woman, you left us? The fruit fell not far from the tree. Haha ... Just enjoy your regrets, Armand because I am not willing to give my forgiveness to a loser man like you," Mother Naima said so piercingly.

Armand was at a loss for words. His ex-wife was different. In the past, Mother Naima could only cry when she learned of her affair. Despite the pain, he remained meek, but not now. He was very strict and his words were sharp. Stabbing up to the recesses of the heart.

Naima's heart is actually so soft. Despite being hurt, Naima wanted to forgive. But after Armand disappeared without a trace for months. He neglected his living to his two children, that is where the limits of Mother Naima's patience run out. At that time Amara was very small. He who never works until confusion must meet the needs of his children. Mother Naima to pontang-panting in order to find a mouthful of rice for her children. Rela does anything for the sake of halal food for her children.

At the end of the wait and patience limit, Mother Naima finally decided to sell their house and move to a new place. From the money, Naima's mother rented a small shop and opened a children's clothing store.

And thank God, even though he had to fall awake, but now his efforts succeeded. Thanks to the store, he could not only feed his children, but send them to college. Even the shophouse he rented has now changed ownership. Now the shophouse follows two shophouses on the right and left have become his. He also has a simple house that he lives in with his daughter and daughter-in-law.

Then, after all the bitterness of life that he had to live by falling awake, Armand easily came and wanted to apologize?

It's not that easy, Ferguso.

"Naima, I beg you, forgive me. I'm sorry I wasted you and the kids. You know, during my marriage to Gita, I had no children at all. My children are Amar and Amara. I know, to go back to how it used to be may be difficult, but at least I want to make amends. For the rest of my age, I want to see our children. I also want to spend my old age looking at my grandchildren. Naima, please give me a chance to ... "

"Your grandkids? They're just my grandchildren. Didn't you already have your favorite son who's an actor? Isn't she pregnant. It means you'll have a grandchild soon, won't you?" naima sela.

"Naima, I ... " Armand was about to grab Mother Naima's hand while apologizing, but the voice of someone made the two turn to the source of the voice.

"Papa? Oh, so this is your job when I'm gone, huh?" sentak Gita who has not been there since when. "And you .. " point Gita towards Mother Naima. "Basar cheap whore. Sok-sokan accused me and my son as actors, even though you yourself are actors," accused Gita made the mouth of Naima's mother gape with wide eyes.

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