Will You Marry Me?
The Part 20
(dIRGA PV)
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If I am worthy ...
I want to get that chance ...
When I get back to you ...
I hope ...
I can take back the past ...
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"Rhesaa ...! This is not the time to hide anything from me.
Say ...! Arga ... He's my son, right?!"
"He'em," he nodded, hesitatingly.
"really?! Is he really my son?!"
"Yes. He's your son" he replied, with tears beginning to fall.
"Oh my God, Rhesaaaa!" hisisku. "How can it?! How can you hide this from me, huh?! Argha ...! Even until he's this big .. I don't know anything about him."
I tried to hold back my emotions until my heart felt squeezed and tight.
"Is this why you told Karina to shut down all the information about you? So I don't know about Arga?!" I started to get fiery.
"I'm sorry .. I'm sorry!" Her tears are getting bigger. "I had no other choice at the time. I don't want to ruin your happiness waiting for the birth of Clara's son."
"Goddessa ...! Why would you rather live suffering alone?! You've made me like the biggest jerk right now, you know?!" my snapping.
"That's how you go, Rhes!"
"What use? What's the point if talaq has fallen on me" he murmured.
"That's because you forced me!" my yelling.
"At that time .. I have repeatedly rejected your wishes. But you just keep going ...!
Hah .. siaaaal ...! I'm really crazy I feel!"
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"Why are you yelling at each other?" Suddenly Arga approached us. "Why are mom and uncle crying? You guys quarreling?"
I grabbed the little body into my arms.
"No, Honey! We didn't fight, we did!" I said. "Arga ... My son!"
Why is my life so complicated? What sins have I committed until it was so hard?!
"Anga, want to meet your grandparents?" my many.
"Grandpa and grandma? Do I have one?"
"Of course you have. They'll be so happy to see you."
"Mas Dirga .. but this ..."
"Rhes, stop being selfish! I also have rights over Arga!"
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HOTEL
"Ma ... Pa ...!"
"The Dirga? Didn't you have a location survey this afternoon? Why is it even here?" ask Papa.
"There's someone you need to meet!"
Both my parents were confused.
The look on their faces paled and was shocked when Rhesa appeared from behind me.
"Rhesaaa?!" peekik.
"This ... Is this really you, son?"
"Yes, Aunt. It's Rhesa."
"Rhesaaa...my son!"
Mama hugged Rhesa. A child who may be more dear to him than I am, his own son.
"Where have you been all this time, son? You all right? You live well?" Mama hit Rhesa with a lot of questions.
"Yes, Aunt."
"Rhesa, forgive us! Forgive us, dear! Sorry!" Tears poured from the eyes that began to look aging.
The two women in front of me shed all the tears that they might have been trying to endure.
"Dirga, who's the kid you're with?" asked Papa, when he saw Arga beside me.
"He ... son of Rhesa and also Dirga, Pa," I replied. "He's your granddaughter."
Mom and Dad looked at Rhesa. As if asking for an explanation from him.
"Yes. He's my son and Mas Dirga" Rhesa said.
I told Arga to go over to mama and papa. The little boy seemed hesitant, before Rhesa gave a nod of her head.
"Campaign, GrandMa ... Hello, GrandPa!" Arga kisses mom and dad's hand.
"What's your name, son?" ask Papa.
"Arga," he replied naively.
"The arga? What a good name."
"Thank you." Arga seemed to be smiling happily. "My name is good too, you know!"
"really? Who?" ask Papa.
"Arga Rizaski," he answered, full of pride.
"Rizaski?" exclaim Papa. "Hahaha .. yes. That sounds better. Want Grandpa to add one more word to make it better and better?"
"Can. What's?" ask Arga.
"Argha ... Mahesh ... Rizaski."
"Haha ...! You're so cool, Little Boy!"
For the first time, after so many years .. I saw a bustling atmosphere like this. Papa and mama are looking happy with the arrival of Arga.
And I saw that happy smile on Rhesa's face.
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"I'm sorry .. 'cause all this time I've been hiding Arga's whereabouts from you guys" Rhesa said, as we sat down for coffee at the dinner table.
While looking at Arga who was playing with his grandparents.
"No. I'm the one who should apologize" I said. "You and Arga must have been having a lot of trouble all this time. I don't know how I can atone for my sins to you."
"I don't have any trouble at all! Precisely because there is Arga, I became more eager to continue my life. I never felt lonely either. Every time I see Arga .. I think I see the whole Mahesa family in front of me. I was grateful .. I had conceived her back then."
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"Mrr ..." Arga ran towards me.
"W-what?! What did you call me?!" I was surprised to hear his words.
"Grandpa and grandma said .. uncle is my papa. So I was told to call papa!"
"Here!" I carry. "Come ... Call one more time!"
"Papa .. papaaaaa ...!"
"My little prince."
"So you haven't been lying, have you?" said suddenly.
"Hem? What did your mom say?"
"Mama said .. My papa is a very nice person. He lived in a palace that was beeesar like a king. And he said my papa was a very handsome man."
"Handsome?!"
I glanced at Rhesa. And my ex-wife took her eyes off me with a red face.
"But I'm much more handsome" said Arga.
"Hahaha .. yes. You're better-looking and smarter like him, yeah."
"Asiiik .. if I have papa .. later I can like my school friends, dong. Go to school and go home to school together. Holiday and watch football are equally papa. I'll stay with my mom and dad. Asiiiks!"
Just let me and Rhesa throw one another a glance. This heart feels a little tangled with the speech of this little child. Without us knowing it, we had hurt him with our selfishness.
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TOMORROW
AFTER DHUHUR
AL AKBAR MOSQUE NEAR THE BEACH
I who was wearing shoes was about to leave the mosque .. suddenly remembered the plain words of Arga last night.
Staying with mom and dad. A simple desire for children. It is very difficult for those of us who are divorced.
"Lho .. You're Dirga from the business management department, right?"
"Ohw ... you? Frisqi from the Rohis club campus? How are you?"
Unexpected to suddenly meet a friend during college. Gini-gini I used to follow club rohis too, you know.
"Kok you here, Ga?" ask Frisqi.
"There's a project here. You alone?"
"I taught in the pesantren. There's about 1 km from here."
"Well ... So sir Kyai you are now, huh?"
"Are you married? Do you have a child?" tanyakanya.
"Udah. But it's divorced, anyway," I replied, limp and Frisqi seemed to hear me.
"Eh .. You should really understand the science of religion dong, huh? Can I ask you a few things?"
"certain. Mongqo ... Insya Alloh I replied according to the shari'at!" Frisqi.
"Ehm .. This is about bringing talak 3 to the wife."
Duh ...!
It feels a bit uncomfortable actually the story of household problems to others. But I want an answer to something that bogs my mind.
"I went to my wife when she was pregnant. What talak did I say that fell off?"
Frisqi scratched her beard, before finally answering.
"Allah Ta'ala said, *From pregnant women, their iddah is until they give birth to their womb (QS.ATH-THOLAQ:4).*
This verse shows that the period of iddah of a pregnant woman is until she gives birth to her womb. If the period of pregnancy is said to have an iddah period means no doubt .. may be mental woman while pregnant.
From Ibn Umar RA that he had menalak his wife in a state of menstruation. Then Umar bin Khattab RA recounted the incident to the Prophet. He then said to Umar bin Khattab RA *The order to him (Ibn Umar RA) to return to his wife, then talk him into a state of holiness or pregnancy (HR. MUSLIMS)"
"So .. the talak I said still fell, huh?" I don't know why I feel a little sad to hear his explanation. "Then ... What if married again?"
"No, you can't, Ga! It's all talak."
"Ooh .. so," I said, limp.
"But ...," continued Frisqi. "If the wife has been married again and divorced or her second husband died."
"Se-seriously?!" my peek. "You're not kidding anymore, are you?!"
"Yes. This is about fiqih. Masa' I'm kidding, hell!"
"Alhamdulillah," cried. "Thank you, Frisqi .. I'm grateful to have met you today." I patted my old friend's back.
"Either. Looks like you're still in love with your ex-wife, huh?"
I just smile at my old friend's question.
Love ...? I don't know ...!
It's just .. It feels like living in a pitch-black place. Then suddenly there was electricity that made everything feel brighter.
Yeah ... That's how I feel right now.
To be honest .. I heard Rhesa had remarried early on .. I felt a bit disappointed. But now .. I'm grateful for that.
Maybe ... This is how HE gave me a chance.
I ... would like to see you immediately .. Meet you, Rhesa!
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