The Teacher And Doctors Love Story
Pilgrimage to Arif's tomb

A month after returning from their vacation. Today Yoga wants to go to Zahra's ex-husband's house to pick up his marriage book and retrieve his first husband's death certificate.

"Well, is there no other way to make family cards and marriage books without using marriage certificates and death certificates?" Zahra asked uneasily.

"No, can Dek, because in the records of the central religious office, we are both married. So if you want to take care of the official marriage book we must meet the applicable requirements," explained Yoga while sitting next to the wife.

"Why Dear? Are you afraid to come to your mother-in-law's house?" Tanya Yoga makes sure of the look on the face of the wife.

"I'm afraid they'll take Arfan from me, Mas."

"Daddy, trust me. No one can take Arfan away from us, I won't let that happen" Yoga calmed the restless-looking Zahra.

"Thank you, Mom." Zahra embraced Yoga and hid her face in the chest of her field.

"Yes, Honey. Yasudah, let's go now. It'll be noon hunting.

With complete confidence, Zahra stepped in to fight for her son's right to obtain a clear identity from the civil record.

It only took 40 minutes, they had arrived at the residence of her late husband's parents.

"Come, honey," take Yoga with you while holding Zahra's hand.

"Mas, accompany me?" Pinta Zahra is anxious, however, she still harbors a sense of trauma over her husband's family's never-good treatment of her.

"Sure Deck, Mas will always accompany you." They immediately went down and headed for the mansion. Zahra hesitantly pressed the doorbell.

"Would you like to come here? Where's my grandson?" Asked the middle-aged woman in a dislike tone.

"Sorry, Ma. I came here to pick up all of my belongings that were here" replied Zahra trying to stay calm.

"Can't! You hand over my granddaughter first, only then will I allow you to take your things," the middle-aged woman fiercely pressed down.

"No, Ma. I'm not giving my son to anyone! If Mama wants to meet Arfan, I won't forbid, but if Mama wants to take it, I'll never allow it!" Zahra is no less strict.

"Then please leave this house! I won't see your face!" Banish Mama Runi.

"No, Auntie! We won't leave until we take away my wife's right" Yoga said.

"God! You are a shameless man. You should never interfere in my and her affairs! because I have nothing to do with you."

"Of course I have business with Auntie, because Zahra is now my wife, then I will protect if anyone wants to hurt her, I wonder what's wrong with Zahra so Aunt doesn't like Zahra?"

"Is it because she's an orphan girl, and living in an orphanage has no family? Never judge someone from his background Aunt, not necessarily someone is bad as in Aunt's mind, I am also a wasted child left behind by my mother, even though we have no family, she said, but we also deserve to be happy."

Yoga pours out a bit of his past. Yes, from the story of the mother of the orphanage, when the baby was entrusted by her mother, the woman promised to pick her back after her business was finished.

The woman named Runi suddenly fell silent, as if she was storing something she could not say. The woman looked at Yoga deeply.

Runi took a careful look at those shady black eyes. It was as if he saw something in the eyes. His tongue feels ugly.

"A-are you from the orphanage too?" Runi asked with trembling lips.

"Yes, I come from the same orphanage as Zahra. Auntie, I beg you! Please let Zahra live happily with me, I promise to love Arfan like my own son. We promise we'll never get in the way if Auntie wants to see Arfan." Yoga begged his wife's former mother-in-law.

"All right, get all your stuff. Please take good care of my grandson. I will visit her if I miss my granddaughter," said the middle-aged woman who suddenly softened.

Zahra breathed a sigh of relief while smiling at her husband. "Thank you, Ma. I promise all souls will take care of my son. I'll never waste it." Zahra promised as she took the middle-aged woman's hand and kissed her.

Zahra immediately entered and headed to his room, he took all his belongings left behind and did not forget the valuable letters that became his main mission.

After finishing packing all his belongings, Zahra came back down, preparing to go back with Yoga.

"Ma, Thanks. Then we say goodbye first. If you want to see Arfan come, Arfan must be very happy to meet his grandmother," said Zahra smiled gently.

"Yes, go. Ah, sorry. If Auntie can find out, what's your name?" Ask Mama Runi on Yoga before they move on.

"Ah, sorry Auntie, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Prayoga Aditia."

"Adith?"

"Yes, Aditia was my mother's name, when she left it to the foster mother she gave me a name, but Auntie can call me Yoga alone."

Instantly the woman's body trembled. With all her might the middle-aged woman refrained from remaining calm, she was unable to speak the truth before the Son she had been looking for.

"Then we say yes, Auntie. once again thank you very much for the kindness of Auntie."

Mama Runi simply replied with a nod of Yoga and Zahra's speech. The woman was still staring at the sturdy back away from her, wanting to feel like she was running and hugging the man longing, but she did not have the courage to do so.

In the car, Zahra who had not been separated from the happy smile, suddenly the smile disappeared, as they passed through the intersection of the road to the funeral of her late husband.

"Mass?" Call him staring at Yoga who is focusing on driving.

"Yes, Honey?"

"I want to stop by Mas Arif's tomb, can you please?" ask Zahra a little doubt, can not be denied that he really misses the Man who had been with him for several months, the Man who loved him very much, his gentle attitude not how far with Yoga, Yoga, from that marriage they had a son by their love.

Yoga pulled his car over, looked at his wife and rubbed her head gently.

"Of course you can, Deck. I also want to ask him for permission, because during our marriage we have never made a pilgrimage to his grave."

"Thank you, Mom." Zahra carved a smile of happiness.

With the instructions of the wife Yoga back turn the car back to the back, and headed to the local TPU.

Now they are in a tomb inscribed on the tombstone in the name of Arif Rahmadhan.

"Assynoltom..." Zahra and Yoga say their greetings at the same time.

Zahra sat down beside the tomb while rubbing the tombstone. With trembling lips he kissed the gravestone of the husband with longing, tears he could not bear.

"May Allah give the most beautiful place to His side. Mas Arif, I'm sorry Mas, I've got your replacement. But until whenever your name is always stored in the heart. You are still in my heart and Arfan.

"Be calm there Mas, my Do' always gushing at you. I miss you so much, I will take good care of the fruit of our love. You don't have to worry, Mommy." Zahra again kissed the tombstone and rubbed it gently.

Yoga is sitting next to Zahra. The man rubbed Arif's tombstone.

"Hi, introduce my name Yoga. Sorry yes, I took your position as Zahra's husband, your job is done looking after the woman we both love, so let me take over your duty to take care of her.

"I do not know with whom she will be united, with you or with me, it is all the provisions of God, which obviously we love the same woman very much. But I promise you I will protect Zahra and your son with all my soul. Calm down over there. I always pray for you in every bow."

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