Wrong Memininang

Wrong Memininang
The Part 30


"Astaghfirullah aladzim Asher.... " Mama Rianti stared disappointedly at her only son. No less surprised his mother Dyah and Dad all asked for an explanation with the three of them.


"How can you be so selfish asher, what do you consider Yuki. Are you born from the womb of a woman? How could you not appreciate your wife's feelings in the slightest. Mama's very disappointed with your treatment." The wrath of Mama Rianti who reflexively directly hugged Yuki.


"Whatever your decision, I will always support you, son, please forgive the father who has mistakenly forced you to replace Zumi, it turns out that you are unhappy." Father also hugged his daughter, as well as their mother Dyah was very disappointed with Zumi's attitude which he thought was very selfish.


"Mother is disappointed with you Zumi, mother is very disappointed, you are a woman but play tricks on the feelings of other women. Mother is ashamed of your behavior." Mother Dyah cried so much with Zumi the woman had sobbed since earlier.


"I'm sorry Zumi bun, Dad and everything here, Zumi realized Zumi was wrong, so Zumi here came and was self-conscious, and you want to let me know that we were only married to Siri before and Asher dropped the talaq for me last night. So there's no reason for Yuki to leave here anymore" said Zumi at length, who is a member of Asher.


Yesterday was just after Yuki came home. There came a handsome young man who brought a paper bag, he said he had Yuki left in the car, from which Zumi could see Asher was jealous of the man. And there was a quarrel between them when the talaq fell and Zumi decided to leave last night.


And this morning when Zumi wanted to return to pick up his personal belongings, it was even shocked by the family gathering. Be until he's here.


"Astaghfirullah aladhim...." Busty Mama Rianti really did not understand the way her son thought.


Yuki gawked at the words of Zumi. Yuki could not believe Zumi saying that, too dubious considering that the woman was always sweet but stuck a stamp on Asher. Whether it is true or not, he will not care because for him Asher is still a selfish man and the girl's decision has been unanimous, Yuki will remain separated. For him to marry is sacred not a toy that casually does.


"Let's go home and pack your things." Dad shuffled his daughter's shoulders


"Yes dad for a moment I took my things in the room." Yuki climbed up the stairs with vigor, his legs feeling very light stepping apart from the heavy weight on his shoulders.


Asher followed his wife with wide steps up the stairs.


"Yuki.. I've granted your request, I decided on marriage with Zumi and what's your reply even you will still leave this house, leave me." Asher held the suitcase in Yuki's hand.


"Too late Om, you ask in the moment this taste has gone."


There are only wounds and hatred left.


"You are indeed a stubborn woman," angrily disappointed Asher.


Yuki looked at Asher's sad face. There's a sense of who knows, but of course he has to be strong.


"Maybe this is our path, it should end up here. I hope you don't make the same mistake later."


"I'll fix everything." His chuckle looked at Yuki fixedly. "May I ask for the last time before you leave" Asher said hesitantly.


"Let me hold you for a minute, so that we have good memories, at least we've been together in peace" said the man, with a sudden pain crashing down his chest.


Yuki nodded, letting the man hug her one last time.


Asher took a few steps forward and hugged his wife in silence. Yuki's tears did not come out without excuse, I don't know there was a little sense that could not be defined felt different when his warm embrace enveloped his body.


"It's been over a minute."


"So soon, give me a little more time. Why are you crying, is there really a heart left?" Asher wiped Yuki's tears with his thumb.


"I don't know, I just want to be alone, I need time."


Yuki parsed her embrace, and she felt like something was missing. But hate erodes everything. Yuki stepped outside with a giddy feeling. Why at the last time when he had already established his heart, the man instead acted as if he cared about him.


"Mass? Where have you been all this time. Ignoring me, ignoring me, assuming I never existed even like your toy," Yuki's inner firm.


"Let's go, I'm done packing my things."


"Sister Zumi, enough. Do not force a heart that cannot be fused. Come back with Asher, I'm sure he said that because under our pressure really I just realized that, from the beginning, his love was only for you."


"No Yuki, she cares about you a lot. He's a cold guy and I feel for myself how he looks at you. There's love there, don't go Ki, I beg you. I'm sorry this whole time might hurt you, but Asher really loved you."


"Sister Zumi please respect my decision, love cannot be forced. I won't fight for the one who won't fight with me."


We stepped past him that looked pitiful. Yuki did not know why his half-brother who was also his madman behaved so, he should be happy.


Suddenly the body of Brother Zumi collapsed on the floor which was still visible by the reach of our eyes.


"Sister Zumi.." yuki's cry turned around and approached her unconscious body.


***


Mayapada Hospital


Here we and our family waited anxiously, after brother Zumi fainted. We immediately took him to the hospital. Asher looked very panicked and worried. Mother's father is in shock and anxious waiting for a doctor's diagnosis.


Yuki was no less surprised by what he heard. That his conjecture while true brother Zumi is sick? But what pain?


After seeing Dr. Zumi, she moved to the treatment room. Asher seemed to be waiting beside her. There was Mother and also Dad staring at Zumi who was sleeping.


Asher seems worried but what he sees is the man eroding the distance with Zumi's leg. Instead he continued to stand beside Yuki. After the ashar time Yuki and Asher head to the mosque for prayer, this is the first time Yuki has seen him praying in a prickly manner. All this time Yuki had only looked at the man with a cold and angry look. Or maybe because he was too envious of Zumi who was treated differently so close his eyes to see the good side.


I don't know Yuki is getting more and more confused by his double personal attitude. Sometimes he saw the man was very gentle but in an instant it could turn into an extremely terrifying monster.


"Ki..." Asher called out in the doorway of the mushola. "Well done, why daydream?"


Yuki was only silent but her steps towards the exit. "Tonight we go home, tomorrow we come here again to visit Zumi. There's a father and mother who take care of you."


Asher this is why.


"I just want to wait here for Brother Zumi to realize," said Yuki reasoned that besides really wanting to wait for Zumi to realize, Yuki did not want to go back to the house again.


"Truely said Asher Yuki, for tonight you should go home first, then we will talk again after Zumi healed," said the mother proposal.


"I want to be here, Bun," the girl kept her stance.


"Let Yuki make her choice. Where are you going, baby mama?" Mama Rianti always understood.


"Well, what the hell. Mama doesn't support me back, making peace with Yuki" Asher protests when Rianti's mom is about to bring Yuki home.


"Mama will still consider Yuki as your son, but she will support him in suing for divorce from a man like you."


Mama looked at her son. Mama wants to also see Asher deterred, so that later he can be more mature and appreciate the woman who is beside him. Although in her little heart she really hopes that one day Yuki and Asher can get back together.


"That mom is very affectionate towards Yuki, so can really feel what you're doing. Any woman would do the same thing and would even kill you and your honey if it happened to Mama." Upset Mama Rianti was fiery especially after scraping the fact from her home ART that they lived three roofs all this time.


Mama was furious and boiling for him, not out of thought with the way of his son's mind. How to make hell for yourself.


It seems like the mother of a very wise person, Yuki according to her mother brought her home. The house he once visited first when he first became his son-in-law.