MUST BE A DEPOSIT
TMS EPS 60: SORRY

"It's all just a misunderstanding. I accidentally divorced Syma. How could I divorce her if there were no problems between us. And now...

Everything has been revealed. Syma is innocent... "

"Then you want to take it again, do you? Already late.

I stress you again, it's too late." Ersad spoke sharply with a strong warning. But Revan remains stubborn on his decision.

"It's never too late for me. There's still a chance.

This is a good opportunity for that. Release Syma and Zea. Let them come back to me, only I can bring things back. You're just a loser!

Imagine if they stayed with you, they would only suffer. Although Syma is a strong woman. But you should, as a man, know yourself. If you can't, let go and let her be happy with me! It's better than making them suffer."

Revan's leaving right away. Deliberately left Ersad who was still fluttering in his place with a riled feeling.

Of course Revan's words were quite disturbing. Even though he hated the man's words. But it cannot be denied that what he said was true.

'Argghh.....

Why is it so complicated like this!'

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Hasbunallah Wanikmal Vice 

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With tears, though,

Syma does not stop saying remembrance. I hope all problems can be solved easily.

There was also the recitation of the holy Quran from the little mouth of Zea. He was still quite early at age. Zea was able to read the Holy Quran eloquently. Because since in the womb, Syma has practiced it by reading the Quran regularly. Until Zea was born and aged three years, Syma taught her children to read the holy verse every time they finished praying.

Shadaqallahul-'adhim.....

"So, isn't Papa home yet?"

Syma shakes. He just realized, that since this afternoon Ersad had not come home. Syma was worried about her husband.

"Looks not yet. Ze better get some sleep first. To wake up at dawn is not too late" said Syma lead her son to bed.

After Zea fell asleep. Syma went up from there and checked her room. Who knew Ersad was home, he thought.

But the result is nil. The room is still empty. Syma took her flat object to contact her husband.

Fortunately there was no need to wait for long, Ersad picked it up.

'Assalamu'alaikum Mas's. You where? Why haven't you come home. I got worried.'

'Wa'alaikum salam... '

Syma furrowed in surprise, hearing Ersad's hoarse-sounding voice. Like someone who has been crying.

'Mas.... Everything's fine, right?'

Long Ersad did not answer Syma's question. This made Syma even more worried.

'Mas?'

'Sorry Syma. Ii'm sorry... I can't, sorry.' Ersad said softly.

'Why apologize, tell me what happened?'

'You won't be happy with me, Syma. I'm just a loser. You will not be happy with my shortcomings.... '

'What are you saying, Mom. We've talked about this before. Don't worry me. Come home now, it's night!" This time Syma raised her voice. There is a sense of resentment in Ersad who is still discussing their problems.

That was the last word Syma heard. Before Ersad ended his call. Syma was worried about her. She tried calling her husband again. But this time I can't. Because Ersad has disabled his phone.

Yeah Robb what happened to him....

Syma's feeling is getting bad. His mind drifted somewhere. She kept trying to contact her husband, but the results were still nil. His number could no longer be reached.

Syma gets upset, and suddenly she throws the origin of her phone until it is heard by Ceyda.

Syma sat down. Her tears were unstoppable again. Syma hit her chest that hurt. Sometimes he screams annoyed.

ARGHHA....

'Cowardly you Mas....

A coward! Argh...... '

"Syma, what's wrong with you?"

"Mas Ersad Bu, he seems to want to leave us! I have strengthened it often. But she was still like that," shimmily Syma interrupted her sobs.

Ceyda sat down and hugged her daughter-in-law. Let Syma spill all the grief on him.

"That's just your estimate, Syma. Ersad couldn't have done that. I'm sure she loves you guys so much. Don't think negatively of your husband, son."

"My feeling is not good, Mom. I'm afraid he's gone. I need her so much, her son will be born soon. How will I fight if he leaves.... "

There was a sense of tightness in Ceyda's heart feeling the vibrations of crying from Syma. However, Ceyda knew what it was like to give birth without a husband nearby.

And at this time....

Will it be felt by Syma?

"No Son. Trust in Mom. Ersad will be back. He can't leave you. Patience Syma. God is always with those who are patient."

"What's impatient, me Mom? I was even ready to accept Mas Ersad when it was like this. I never complained a bit. Butwhy... Why is Mas Ersad this lofty?"

"You're a great woman Syma. Never give up. I'll always be there for you, son. There's still Mom here." Ceyda's tears flowed. The feeling of tightness that he experienced first, now also felt by Syma.

Ceyda knows exactly how it feels. So sick and torturing. He almost gave up on ending his life.

"Ersad will be back. Rest assured and continue to pray to Allah that your household will be well. I'm sure Ersad isn't that bad."

*****

In reality, everything Ceyda said last night was no proof at all. Ersad is not back. The man disappeared and could not be contacted like being swallowed by the earth.

So much pain that Syma felt. Her tears wept as if her husband had left her. Disappointment and anger are of course in his mind.

Empty look. As if there were no signs of life inside him. Syma did not even think about her health and her fetus because she did not eat for days.

"Eat Syma. No one's been in your stomach all day. At least think about your baby" said Ceyda persuaded Syma who was still staring blankly.

Syma rubbed her stomach slowly. Tears flooded his face, as if it had become a taboo for him.

"I just want to give up, Mom. Why am I thinking about my baby while Mas Ersad just doesn't care! I'm tired. "it's so bitter and bitter.

"Don't be selfish Syma. Don't attach importance to your own ego, while your children are abandoned. Think of their fate!

Istighfar...

Ask God for guidance. You are a sholeha woman. Your heart may be weak, but not with your faith. Don't let the devil beat you, Syma. Didn't you always advise others like that?

And now do that to strengthen yourself. For your kids. Rise, Realize that God tests you because He believes you are stronger than you think.

Never be sad about what happened today. Because we don't know what's going to happen tomorrow."