
Ali immediately stood up and scattered his body towards Aidin. He did not expect that his four best friends would come.
Aidin patted Ali's shoulder as a form of reinforcement.
“Jalani just first, definitely can...”.
“Al, it's time for our turn!” Irene Info.
It was heard from outside the voice of the judge opening the trial.
“Before starting the trial let us read the prayer first.”
“By reading the sentence bismillahbornrahmanirrahim. Thursday 1 November 2018. South Jakarta religious court examining civil cases. It is open and open to the public..”.
The judge knocked the hammer three taps.
Law enforcement and law enforcement entered the room
Ali walked with Irene. And Meisya who was accompanied by her legal counsel.
Ali lowered her head to greet the woman he loved. Meisya replied with a nod of her head.
The woman was a little surprised by the appearance of her husband. This is the first time they met again, after delivering him to Banten.
When the heart asks to admire the man who is still her husband. There is sanity that awakens him from satanic lust.
Maybe this is the beginning he should throw away all the passion of love. Liking, and thinking.
“Astagfirullah!” his murmur rang out from his daydream.
The judge told the applicant and the applicant to sit. Together with their respective legal authorities.
“The trial is declared open to the public!”
Tak.
Sitting in front of the judge, making Ali's heart beat. In this condition his father does not see the trunk of his nose.
Does Brahmanta not consider himself a child?
Adding to the thought with negative things made his forehead sweat.
“Quiet Al ... nih wipe sweat!” whispered Irene thrusting a handkerchief.
“How is the applicant will you continue this trial?” ask judge. Make Ali sit up straight.
“Yakin Your Majesty!”
“How about the petitioner, is it in a holy state?” The judge glanced at Meisya.
“Iya my holy!” meisya answered, her voice sounding trembling. His eyes looked straight at the judge.
“Before to the applicant, are you ready with the assignment?”
“I'm ready Your Majesty!” firmly Ali.
“To say the talaq pledge, whether the applicant will read it himself. Or led by Judge?”
“Think your Majesty!”
“Good please stand!” the judge's order made Ali stand.
“Please visit three times!” judge's Order.
Ali was silent for a moment, he took a heavy breath. For some reason in this case, he felt his mother was staring at him.
But for the sake of not wasting time. He did what the judge ordered.
“Bismilbornrahmanirrahim, on Thursday 1 November 2018.” The judge guided the petitioner, and Ali followed.
“Bismilbornrahmanirrahim, on Thursday 1 November 2018. “
“I...” The judge asked Ali to say his name and father's name.
“I Mahbub Ali Al-Rasyid bin Brahmanta!”
“Dropping talaq one day today..”.
Meisya is the woman she loves very much. But destiny says something else. He must release. When love is still burning. Although it could not be denied, there were things that he still could not forgive. That is when his wife trusts others more, rather than himself as a husband.
“To ... call his wife's name,” pinta judge.
“My wife Meisya Alqanaah bint Abdul Rahman!”
Instantly the court room was so quiet. All heads bowed, not least Ali and Meisya.
Feelings of sadness, disappointment melted into one. Tears rolled behind the niqab.
The mother and Abah who were sitting behind her daughter were crying, their hands clasping each other, a form of reinforcement.
What hearts of parents are not broken. Seeing her only daughter faced with this great ordeal. Atan who also participated in watching this trial was only able to sigh heavily.
Shifted a little distance not far from the seat of the Meisya family. The four men sitting in rows looked straight at his friend who was standing. Bending your head with your back shaking.
Aidin seemed to bite his lips there was fear and anxiety. In him, against the state of his friend. He was uncomfortable in that situation.
“Good please sit back!!” the judge's orders led Ali to follow.
Seeing that, Stefan looked down and massaged his temple. Dare not look at his friend who looks broken. And he can't imagine. If only the one standing in front of the judge was him.
Irene stroked Ali's shoulder, pity.
“With the establishment of marriage. By petitioner on behalf of Mahbub Ali Al-Rashid bin Brahmanta. Meisya Alqanaah bint Abdul Rahman. As applicant. Break up due to divorce.”
“The second is charged a case fee to the applicant. “
The judge knocked the hammer once more.
“About divorce papers or divorce papers. Can be taken care of after this trial!”
“Talak case trial number 08-Thursday 1 November 2018 closed by saying hamdalah!”
Again the judge knocked the hammer three times.
The judge stood up and everyone stood up.
The judge came out of the courtroom.
The four friends approached Ali who looked up at the roof of the courtroom. Withstanding tears.
The man hugged Sean's body. The 8-year-old man hugged her tightly.
Arfa patted him on the shoulder and said, “Status we are the same ... nothing you are not alone!” consolations.
On the other hand, the berniqab woman hugged her father, crying in the arms of the old man.
Abah could not hold back her tears. The middle-aged could only kiss and stroke his daughter's shoulders.
“Sabar May .. insya Allah we can all face!”
Meisya's family and the lawyers are out of court. Along with that, Ali and his best friend also stepped out.
But the man decided to say hello to Abah. Before the trial began, he did not have time to say hello.
“Both yes Li! Even though the marriage relationship has broken up, the relationship must still be established!” Smiling knots stroking the shoulders of his former mant.
“God's Insha! Take care of your health!” Looking at her ex-mother-in-law.
That middle-aged man, shed his tears. Small nod.
Meisya who lowered her head unintentionally glanced at Ali's ring finger. Who still have their wedding rings. The woman looked up who made her eyes look at Ali who was standing in front of her mother.
The two people were compactly melengos, making people who looked at him follow the wrong behavior.
But not with Irene who put a flat face while crossing both hands on the chest.
“No one is looking after now, you have to take care of your health. Do not forget to eat so that the ulcer does not recur,” the slow voice from behind the niqab can be heard by the ears of many people.
“Addressing others is easy, but advising yourself is hard!” the back attention that is implied, from the mouth of Ali managed to make everyone baper made.
Remember the verdict.
TBC....