
Bilal searches Astma's cell phone to every corner of his house, from his room, living room, kitchen even in the bathroom, but nothing. Bilal calls Astma's number hoping she can hear it when it rings. Sure enough, faintly faintly she heard the ringing of Asthma's cell phone from outside the house, Bilal followed the direction of the voice. Bilal breathed a sigh of relief as he found Astma's phone on the swing. Bilal recalled before going to the airport, Asma was still sitting on the swing after watering the flowers.
Bilal immediately checked Astma's phone, There was a call out several times in the same minute of the night, with a bad feeling, now Bilal checked Astma's message.
Bilal fell limp as he read the message.
"Khadija" Desisi Bilal did not believe, what else Khadija also replied to the message and said he would come home soon. But Bilal remembered, at that time he took Khadijah home but he did not want to.
Bilal covered his face with both hands, still unable to believe what he had just seen.
Now that he understood why his Zahra hated him so much, Asma must have thought that Bilal was ignoring him. Asma blames Bilal for her miscarriage, which is what Bilal has in mind right now.
Bilal really did not believe Khadijah could do all that.
But the most important thing right now is to explain to his wife that he cares about her and will never ignore her.
His Zahra should know that, Bilal even willingly gave his life to Zahra and her son.
Bilal immediately contacted Adil and he had to talk right now to Asma, after which, Bilal would go pick her up no matter what.
With his heart pounding, Bilal waited for an answer from Adil.
"Hello, Bilal. Did you find Asthma's phone?"
"Even I found the reason Zahra had left me" growled Bilal restrained
"You mean?"
"Dil, I want to talk to my wife right now. This is very important"
"Ummi brought Asma to the market, as she continued to cry in her room, so Ummi brought her over to divert her mind"
Bilal's heart ached more and more to imagine his heart crying alone without Bilal at his side.
"And I'm not sure he'll talk to you for now either"
"I know that, but I had to tell her Dil, I never ignored her, I loved her more than anything. He misunderstood me, that night he texted me and even called me, but my phone was on Khadija and he read and replied to her. Zahra must have thought it was me, Dil. That's why he hated me so much and left me"
"I know, and Asthma knows that too"
"Aa..What do you mean, Dil?" Bilal asked because he felt he had heard wrong.
"Bilal, your Zahra never hated you at all, she knew from the beginning that Khadijah read and replied to her message. And your Zahra knows her husband very well. She knew her husband cared about her"
Bilal is still confused as to what Adil really means. He is like a fool now.
"But.... Zahras....Zahra hates me, she ignores me. And he's...." Bilal tried to regulate his breathing because suddenly his chest felt tight when he remembered the last word Asma "He said don't wait for him" Bilal said in a choked voice. Sounded fair breathing right there.
"He did all that to save your household with Khadijah. He doesn't want you to know this"
"And until this very second, Khadijah himself did not tell me, Fair. If Zahra doesn't want me to know, then she can be silent and lie like Khadijah. Then why should I leave me?. I feel like I'm dying without him"
"Bilal, don't you know your Zahra?. He is emotional and easily angry. If he is angry, he can say or do anything. Do you remember how angry she was when she found out she was married to you?. He shouted at Abi and Ummi, even throwing a glass in front of them. He was still unstable, his emotions overflowing like a teenager on his Ummi. And he was very angry at Khadija, and may even hate her. But he held it all in his heart and tried his best not to tell you, because he didn't want to hurt you, he was sure you would be very sad, disappointed and maybe angry at Khadijah if you find out what Khadijah has done, and Asma is very afraid it has an impact on your household that has been built for years. That's why he chose to leave, because Asma thinks he's the one who's in the middle of you"
Instantly Bilal's legs felt limp like boneless, so that he could no longer support his body. Bilal fell limp on the ground.
His race he did not believe what Adil just said. Race is impossible. But Bilal remembered what Asma had said the night before.
'But when the hatred I have to face not only impacts me, but it impacts you, I can't accept it. I was so sad and disappointed'
So, this is what Asma meant that night?.
Bilal had even forgotten to breathe, how could he not know something this big?
How could he let his Zahra suffer alone?
And how could his first wife, a Khadijah whom he knew as a wise adult woman, do such a thing?.
And the innocent child, who's even still in Asthma's womb is a victim?
"Billal... Did you hear me?" Bilal was unable to make a sound, a very bitter reality as if breaking his vocal cords. "Bill?" Once again Fair to call him. But Bilal remained silent.
"Sorry, Bilal. I've made the mistake of saying all this, but my sister has tried to hide this from you. But I thought, you deserve to know the real reason why your Zahra wants to leave you. He also did not tell me anything, nor our parents, I knew about the message, because I did not deliberately read the message, like you who thought Asma misunderstood, because I did not know, I thought he misunderstood her and when I tried to explain him he never misunderstood her, I was forced to support his decision, Bilal. because I don't want my sister to be sad all the time. He endured too much grief alone. "
Fairly said slowly. But that word, nothing more than a bomb that blew Bilal's heart.
"Billal... Are you still there?" ask Fair again. Bilal took a breath, he had to get his kink again.
"Don't say anything to Zahra" Bilal was finally able to say "Just say, I'll deliver his favorite phone."
"But, Bilal...."
"I am so begging you, Brother-in-law" Pinta Bilal with anger, sadness, and disappointment that now stirred his heart.
"I know what to do, Dil" after saying that, Bilal disconnects his phone and he grips his phone so tightly that his nails whiten.
Bilal no longer knows the current state of his heart, sad, disappointed and angry everything is mixed into one.
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Khadijah who heard the sound of his house bell immediately shouted asking Bi Mina to open the door.
Bilal came up with an expression that made Bi Mina shudder in horror.
"Where is Khadijah?" asked Bilal in a sharp tone.
"Mass?" call Khadijah who just came down the stairs. " What do you do, right?" ask Khadijah to worry. "You haven't eaten yet?" Bilal just shook his head. "Want me to prepare some food?" Bilal nodded too.
"Bi, Bibi go shopping yes" cried Bilal while taking out a few pieces of money from his wallet.
"The stuff in the house is still a lot, sir" replied Bi Mina innocently.
"If so, shop at Ummi's house. Shop everything yes, do not let anyone forget. Spend a snack also for Rayhan and Laila. "
Bi Mina frowned confused by Bilal's request. Because in his Ummi house it had more than one maid, and there was no way there was a shortage of something.
"But, sir. kok tumben...."
"Just go now" said Bilal. With an uncertain feeling, Bi Mina also followed the orders of her Master.
"I'm permission to be with you, sir."
"That's right, I'll tell you" replied Bilal "Speed, Bi." throw Bilal a little rough that makes Bi Mina afraid and immediately walk out in a row.
Bilal waited for Khadijah in the living room. His chest up and down held back his soul-burning emotions.His eyes flashed full of anger, his jaw hardened and he still clenched his hands very strongly.
Soon Khadijah arrives and realizes that something is wrong with Bilal.
"His food" Khadijah put the food and a glass of water in front of Bilal.
"Drawn?" asked Bilal, Khadijah nodded slowly to see Bilal who said with a slanted smile.
Bilal prayed before he ate, then he took a little sip of water, and put a spoonful of rice and rendang into his mouth.
"Don't you cook?" Bilal asked in a mocking tone, Khadija nodded again.
"You're smart, Khadija. is educated, a teacher, can cook again. isn't that perfect?" Khadijah was silent and did not understand why Bilal suddenly said so "While Zahra..." Bilal said with a wry smile "He has nothing compared to you, he is still a child, still in school, he is also not smart in lessons and very lazy to learn, he is still a child, I even went up to class twice. He can't cook, clean the room Zahra can't"
Khadijah was increasingly confused by what Bilal was talking about, and since when did he compare Khadija to Asma?. Bilal pushed the plate away from his presence. He drank the water because it was very difficult to swallow the food.
"Do you want to tell me something, my wife?" ask Bilal sharply. Of course it makes Khadijah a little afraid and can only shake slowly. "Then, listen to me, I want to talk to you about a lot of things" Bilal said, then he pulled out his Asthma phone from his pocket and put it in front of him. Khadijah glanced at the phone at a glance but he still could not guess what Bilal wanted.
"When I married Zahra, I was always afraid that she would hurt you accidentally or intentionally. Because he is still a labile teenager, if you talk bluntly without thinking first. Like when she gets mad at you and says you're a selfish woman, you remember that?.
I'm so mad at him because he hurt my kind wife, I even yelled at her, I'm sure for 18 years of his life, he's never been snapped like that." Khadijah could only swallow his saliva while guessing where Bilal was talking.
"What's more when you were willing to stop teaching in her class and resign as a third grader, I grew more worried about you, because I'm sure you should always succumb to her. But I just realized, it's the opposite. He's the one who always gives in and understands your situation, when I'm busy taking care of you and even leave for months, he just keeps quiet. And in fact, she had to undo her intention to stay in her own home out of pity if you stayed alone." Bilal took a deep breath. He looked at Kahdijah who was currently bowing his head.
"Look into my eyes, Kahdijah!" Bilal's strict orders. Khadijah was afraid to look her husband in the eye.
Bilal leaned forward slightly by resting both elbows on his thighs and connecting the fingers of his hands together. Then Bilal continued still by looking Khadijah in the eye
"Zahra is 12 years under me, and 11 years under you, isn't that a significant age difference?. From the age of the three of us, Zahra was much younger, but age did not become a benchmark for one's personality, she was spoiled and into kanakan. But she's also wise and mature, she looks disrespectful to me like you respect me, she even fights me a lot, but...." Bilal looked up at Khadijah "He's a wife who values her husband and the relationship he has, he's a wife who keeps her husband's honor and feelings. She's in school and she doesn't have as much life experience as you have life experience, but she knows what it means to live in a household. He knows how to keep a relationship, that is, with sacrifice." Bilal gritted his teeth, and he felt burning with emotion because of his disappointment
"My Zahra left me because of you, Khadija" Bilal said with emotion, immediately Khadijah looked at Bilal with great surprise.
"For your sake, and for the sake of the wholeness of our household, she left me .Do you know that?" Bilal is still trying to control his emotions that have been in his ubun.
"mmm...You mean Bilal?" ask Khadijah slowly.
"Why are you still a temple, Khadijah. Where's Khadija my wife who's always been honest?"
"I don't know what Mas Bilal is saying" tweeted Khadijah in a trembling voice
"Liar" Accused Bilal of anger, and this time he could no longer contain his anger "You knew that night Asma was sick, you read and replied to his message, Why do you not want to save our son, Khadija?" And for the first time, Bilal said with anger and hatred.
And the end, which Khadijah feared was really happening. He could only look down with tears.
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Tbc....