The Tears Of Wedding
Chapter 11 The Appeal of Arum

He looked at me with a clear face. Her sobs shook my boiling heart. Which heart is not hot, when there are other women who lightly want the husband he loves also loves himself to marry him. But for a moment I remembered the problem with me, the fallopian tube. I also melted in the heat of the boiling blood stream.

"I beg you, listen to me first... " Take him to me in a clear voice.

I didn't move out of my position either. I stared at the closed door, there was a teddy bear hanging by hugging his son.

"I'm sorry Ma'am. When Guntur and Mbak Sekar are at the restaurant right behind you. I sat right behind the plywood wall. So I accidentally heard your chat, I even saw the results of the doctor's examination that had been left in the restaurant. I even saw the expressions of the two of you from the reflection of the mirror above me." Arum

My lips were groaning, I was unable to utter a single sentence. Suddenly my body went weak. Arum pulled the wooden chair that was on the side of the table. I also sat in that chair. I turned to look at the pale-looking woman.

"I think for four years I struggled with treatment when after surgery on the head at that time, I was able to recover. Apparently not. cancer has spread even though the blood clots in part of my brain have been removed." Arum said slowly. We're facing in a different direction.

Arum sat on his bed staring at a picture of his childhood. The photo where he had his birthday. There was Mas Guntur, Yadi and Yani there. As for me, I just stared at the closed door in front of me.

"I know that only God knows when the angel izrail came to pick me up. Which distinguishes me and others. I've got sirens even though I don't know when the end will come... " She said.

"Then? What does it have to do with wanting to marry a Guntur mas?" Ask me cynics.

I had allowed Guntur mas to get married, when I saw my husband was increasingly pressed by the request of his parents. But when I met Arum in person. There is a sense of dislike, it turns out the practice for sincere and ridho is not as easy as lips that speak. It feels tight in the chest, heavy just to exhale.

"I just imagine how unfortunate I am, when I die but have no children. While the son of Sholeh one of our charity will be when no longer in the world." Her speech.

"You seem to know about religion. Of course you understand if you are present between me and Guntur mas." My speech is flat.

"Not until so many years Ma'am. But I borrowed it for a while and gave him what he didn't have..." His words back sobbing.

"Thunder Mask is not an item. It can be loaned to anyone in need. I'm sorry Arum. I can't give you my permission. Because Thunder himself doesn't want it." I was clear with Arum.

Just as I was about to stand up, Arum held back my steps. I should look towards him. His words provoked me again.

"Mbak Sekar is selfish... " Say him in a still soft tone.

I dared to look at Arum with a dislike look.

He said I was selfish. If he had known for almost 8 years that I had been building a household, I would have attached very little importance to my personal affairs. I always prioritize the interests of Mother, father and younger brothers of Guntur. If not for the love of thunder so great. Then I gave up. But no, my husband understands me a little too late. He gave me time to continue to be able to carry out my salary.

My husband has never been rude to me. Both dzohir and inner. If at the beginning of the marriage he was not too good but he was always careful in speech and attitude. Especially now, he showered me many flowers of his love. Then all my mother and father's dislike of me I consider only advertising in my life.

"Sir. if I have children.... Wasn't it after I died. You can get a chance to be a mother, the mother of my child. I'll be so calm... If I have descendants from Guntur mas and mother, Mbak Sekar continued. I've heard a lot about the mother-mother figure." Clearly me.

Suddenly my phone rings. I saw the call from Guntur.

"Assalamualaikum, my dear."

"Maa is ahead. Let's go home, tomorrow afternoon we're leaving. Packing the goods is not finished yet." Said Guntur Mas who had picked me up. He used his win motor.

"I'll excuse you, Thunder is already ahead. Thank you for your kindness for welcoming me to open here." My pamphlets to Arum.

"Mbak.. please grant my request... Wouldn't you be happy if a man you love had offspring? Is not the wife of Sholehah that is good at pleasing her husband?" Arum.

I walked towards him. I give my hand. When he received a helping hand from me. I also tried to express my heart.

"Not only that, Arum. The pleasure of the husband, how do we do something to please him if he himself is not ridho. I have been and always will be looking for the pleasure of my husband, not the happiness of me or him. May Mbak Arum be given strength and patience in undergoing treatment. Be assured that God has many ways for his servant to attain glory. Because if Arum's in my position. Ma'am Arum will probably do the same as me." I said before I finally said goodbye to the words greetings.

He followed me, apparently not daring to meet Mas Guntur. I kissed the back of Thunder's hand as usual. One stroke my husband gave my head. Understand that I want to explain something. He held my lips to say something.

"Later the story at home, where's the key to the bike. Let's take Leo." Her speech.

I reached into my bag, then I handed over a motor key to Guntur. He looked half-run towards Leo who was standing on the side of Thunder's astrea motor. We went home in the rain. I was daydreaming about our conversation. I remember Arum saying I was selfish. I rested my head on the back of Thunder.

"What did Arum say?" Tanya Mas Guntur slowing down the speed of his honda win motor.

I put my hand on her waist.