You Relieve Me to Take Off
Ch47: Decision

That night will be history in his life. He made a big decision, which he never expected. Of course this big decision making, not done with impulsivity.

This morning Ali had sent a message to his wives via a family chat group. He said he wanted to meet at the restaurant.

I don't know what was on his two wives' minds after reading the message. If you remember, a week ago, he reasoned.

There are some things that need to be resolved soon.

But his two wives interpreted his words at that time, related to office affairs.

Fifteen minutes later, he was driving Aidin's Jeep. Le Quartier Restaurant, located on Jl. Gunawarman, Senopati Kebayoran Baru, South Jakarta.

He got out of the car and walked quickly to the room, which he had booked before.

Two women who were in an upper class room, chatting cheerfully occasionally giggled. Looking at when the door opened, it gave rise to the figure of a man in his daily work clothes.

Enter the room with a typical European feel. Furniture made of wood, beautifully arranged, mini chandilier chandeliers located right on the table. Make the atmosphere a little dim, like dinner in France.

That wide step towards the dining table. Ali did not immediately sit down, the man stood firmly in front of his two wives.

Seeing his two wives look at each other, making him interpret. If his two wives had seen any change, in him.

“You're not wearing armsling Bib/Mas?” The two asked in unison.

The two women sitting next to each other looked at each other.

Made Ali smile.

“A long time?” tanya Ali leaned his body towards the dividing table between himself and his first wife.

“Not really,” replied Meisya received a quote from her husband.

Ali swung his hand, hinting his young wife to stand up, so that he could do the same, as he did to Meisya.

They sit back and enjoy French food. Starting from pan seared norwegian salmon fillet, stone baked pizza white ham & truffle oil, angel hair agglio olio.

While throwing questions, and Ali as the defendant, who was fouled questions by investigators.

“Bib .. I was surprised by your attitude, first dinner at this pretty magnificent restaurant,” Meisya said with eyes tracing every room.

“Thus again, your situation looks better by not wearing armsling,” she added staring at her husband. “Emmm. I think he healed a long time ago.”

The master only nodded small and focused on the food.

“Hem .. yes ... to be honest I was surprised when you sent a message via chat this morning ... after a week we did not press ...busy is yes karyaanmu?” But before replying, Wan Aina immediately spoke again. “But your arrival but a sling or bandage .. more make me curious,” great-grandson slowly.

Ali shook his head and put food in his mouth.

Seeing her husband just answer with a gesture the body makes. Both his wives protested. “Why just shut up Bib?”

Wan Aina who was sitting beside Meisya nodded quickly while saying, “Iya ... What is it? Why not eat outside, can we not eat together at home? Is there something you want to say?”

Putting suspicion, made Ali put the fork and the knife on the plate.

The man took a deep breath, propping up his chin on the back of his hand, while staring at his two wives in turn.

“Spend the food first .. the price is quite cheap this bag .. do not make husband kere ... on the grounds that the food is cold .. you do not eat it, you do not eat it,” he said a smile at the end of the sentence.

And go back down to pick up the knife and fork, to finish the eating ritual.

But unlike the two women, who looked at each other, then glanced at her husband.

For a dozen minutes, only the clang of the eating device was heard from the three parties. Almost all menus ordered, half, as well as desserts.

Ali downed his drink for a moment, put it back down. While taking a deep breath, which made his chest rise.

That night he actually wanted to give time, for the food that had just been processed by the stomach to rest for a moment.

But he also did not want to talk anymore, to convey his decision.

Ali took a rough breath, before finally making a sound, “It seems like it's time we walk alone,” he said slowly but sounded assertive.

Hearing that, the two women opposite him, were stunned. The beautiful face of his young wife looked pale, her lips opened with her fingers squeezing tissue.

As for the woman he loved so much, his body trembled with tears welling up, hugged in the eyes. One blink, he was sure his first wife's cheeks had gotten wet.

“What do you mean by that? You're kidding, right?” asked Wan Aina with trembling lips.

Ali did not immediately answer, making Wan Aina again speak, “Tell Mas ..you doubled!”

Wan Aina's cry broke as she stood up from her seat. The girl covered her face with both hands, her body spinning. To wipe away the tears.

Seeing that, Ali seemed powerless to endure his grief. His choice to end his relationship, with his two wives was the hardest thing in his life.

But this is his final judgment, after weighing and asking for guidance from God.

“Until when can we survive in a relationship like this? As a husband ... I often do verbal abuse against you guys .. what it means together .. if that is obtained .. only pain.”

The long crackling rang out in Ali's ears, making the man glance towards his first wife.

That night Ali broke all the happiness of his two wives. But he hopes his decision will be the way for the three to find a better life.

Without hurting and being hurt.

“Mas ... surely you made this decision by implicusih right?” asked Wan Aina around the table, approaching Ali.

The man once again did not immediately reply, as Wan Aina asked a question, and curled her body from the side.

“It's not Mas?” asked Wan Aina to bring her face closer to her husband's.

Ali glared at the sight of his young wife's tears sliding down.

“Not!” in short.

“You're kidding, right? Aye right? I know you're joking ... but this isn't funny ...” Pulling the sleeve of her husband's shirt, trying to deny the truth that came out of Ali's mouth.

Ali remained unmoved, letting his young wife beat him on the shoulder.

The black-eyed bead, glanced back at the woman sitting opposite it in the same position. His heart ached, when he realized the woman sitting opposite him soon, he would release.

“Why did you decide unilaterally Bib?” scatter Meisya with a sob, while raising her head slightly.

“I decided this, not from my view only. I see this from three angles ...from you .. from Aina ... and from myself.”. Take a deep breath before continuing his words, “You must understand ... my words ... a week ago. I tell you ..if there is a problem that I must solve as soon as possible .. and yes. My decision to release you, from the responsibility as a wife.”

Wan Aina bowed limply beside Ali, the girl was completely crushed. Not even half a year to sail the household ark with her husband. The harsh reality of farewell should he accept that very second.

“A week I stayed at the hotel .. I started asking myself. About everything that happened, about our feelings .. and I finally solidified a choice ... which I think is right.”

“I'm steady with this decision!” he nodded with a heavy voice.

The man assumed that after performing the prayer istikharah, will get a dream.

Dreams are not a condition of istikharah. Restricting an istikharah answer to a dream, as some believe, is not true.

They interpret, if there are no dreams, someone thinks the istikharah he did is fruitless.

But according to the view of the scholars argue. God will strengthen a person's heart, with choices that feel better for him.

The room was quiet for almost twenty minutes. The three compactly lowered their heads, twitching in their respective minds.

“It is time we live ... at our will. Don't let someone take away our responsibilities ... as the owner of raga.”

“Divorce is not a goal, but a decision to make. If it can not be compared,” said Ali stood up from his seat.

The two women looked up at him.

“Bring car?” his question was a heavy nod from his first wife.

“Yes already, I follow from back to home,” he said leaving the room.

For the moment they are both still his dependents. That's what made Ali moved to say his wives came home.

“Don't daydream when driving, you that passenger,” said Ali opened the steering door for Meisya.

He knew for sure his first wife was still in a state of shock with this incident.

“Thank you,” the door lowered, the crying wanted to break. When you remember that the man who opened the door at this time, soon it wasn't his.

“I promise I will return you to Abah .. as Abah asked for that time ... if I can no longer... keep her daughter.” Gluing Meisya's head, with the meta flushed. Vice versa.

She wanted to hug, but was afraid. If the man standing next to her, it was already not her muhrim.

Ali quickly closed the door and turned around, the car to open the door for Wan Aina.

“Sign in, oh yes order Mas ..so let him talk lest he daydream. The problem is if he daydreams, you can also impact,” Ali joked his head next to the car window, pointing towards Meisya, who was sitting behind the wheel.

“Use ... powermu Aina .. fussiness is a gift,” he said stroking Wan Aina's head for the last time.

Making the girl powerless to hold back her cries. Wan Aina pulled the hand of her husband stroking her head, the girl held it tightly and kissed him.

Whose heart is not broken, if it has to lose someone who is in his heart. While building a household, with Wan Aina. Half his heart was written the name of his young wife. Wan Aina managed to steal her heart, when her heart was filled with only one name Meisya.

Both his wives had a place in his heart, with different flaws and advantages.

Ali loved his wife very sincerely, and she got her reply sincerely.

“Emmm .. tomorrow after work, I'll go home. Please help clean up my clothes .. all over the treasure gono-gini,” the door before returning to the car.

That night was not the end of his journey. But a new beginning for him finds the happiness that has been prepared.

Relax later there is a chapter Ali knows who is behind all. But well, the author apologizes for not being able to assemble the story well.

TBC...