Please Let go of me
Chapter 3 - The Change

Saints steadied the heart to go by her husband's side, forgetting the burdensome obligations of the bad scales in the afterlife. His heart could not keep lying to stay firm, the sacred promise that was tainted made him unable to accept. Holding a picture of their wedding and tears fell back. 

The journey from Surabaya to Riau is very far, forced to make a flight to deceive her husband. 

The journey was so exhausting that he finally reached Cairo. Set foot in that place after years of never having been there after her wedding. Retracing the view to the land of people, taking a deep breath and taking it out slowly while dragging the suitcase. "I'm going to start my life here, hopefully Zufar doesn't know my location." His monologue. 

Before long walking, he saw a middle-aged man dressed in shar'i clothes, smiling towards him while waving his hand. Immediately, Saints approached the woman and returned a wave of hands as well as a distinctive sweet smile. He hugged the woman's body very tightly, and left no gaps. Such a deep longing for the figure of his adoptive mother. "Assalamu'alaikum, Umi." He said as he smelled those wrinkled hands.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, how are you?" 

"I'm good, what about Umi?" 

"As you can see, Umi is very good. I haven't been to Umi for a long time, the last time you were married. Oh yeah, where's Zufar? Is he not coming with you?" asked Umi Kalsum who was confused to find the whereabouts of the husband of her adopted daughter.

The Sacred Face seemed to freeze, as he could not explain what had really happened. Do not want, if the adoptive mother dragged her household problems. "Mas Zufar didn't come here, so much work to be done. Saints miss Umi so much!" he said he switched the talks, covering up his reasons for going to Cairo.

"Hem, yes, I have. Come, in!" said Umi Kalsum who invited her adopted daughter.

Sacred nodded her head slowly, she smiled trying to cover up the pain in the heart. 

Umi Kalsum very much welcomed his adopted son enthusiastically, telling a lot along the way. But the Saints only responded with a smile, until they finally arrived. "We have arrived" he said, opening the door, followed by a beautiful woman wearing a veil. 

They entered a house that looked simple but seemed comfortable, Saints had no other purpose than that place. 

"Hana.Hana, look who's coming!" said Umi Kalsum who called her daughter. 

"Yes, Umi." Reply to a girl who immediately approached to the origin of the voice, smiling with the arrival of her foster sister. "Sacred Brother!" he immediately hugged the woman's body tightly, venting out a deep sense of longing.

"Hana, you miss you."

"Hana, take Holy Brother to the guest room." 

"Okay, Umi."

Hana is a girl who also wears a robe and hooded syar'i in accordance with Umi Kalsum, she is very cheerful, telling a lot about her life while in Cairo. He also missed his foster brother who had never met after Saints got married, still not believing in the presence of the older brother. "This is her room, I'll stay, help Umi in the kitchen." Smiling words.

Sacred replied to him with a sweet smile, and seeing the room to be occupied, the room was very small as well as simple. "I'll start my life here hopefully Zufar won't find me." His inner. 

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Elsewhere, a man lost his wife who had left for Riau. A riled mind, even desperately longing for the figure of the woman in his love, immediately lay on the bed to breathe in the fragrant scent that was still left behind. "It's been like a year, how do I live my day?" muttered.

There was a knock on the door, until Zufar turned his attention towards the sound. It looks like a woman who is holding her distended stomach wants to step foot into the room. "Stop right there! You can't go in!" snapped it.

It made Siska jump in shock, she did not expect if the man who became her husband changed quickly. "Why are you yelling at me, Mom?" 

Zufar got out of the bed that was very soft, immediately approached his second wife with a stroke of annoyance when she did not want to be disturbed. Clutching the pregnant woman's hand tightly, not forgetting both eyes that bulged. "Don't act as you please, you're only the second wife who has the right to be a saint."

"Mass?" Siska was shocked by the drastic change from her husband not understanding if Zufar showed her position as a second wife.

"I impregnated you by accident, I'm not sure if you're pregnant with my son or not."

"I thought you made me your queen, where's that promise Mas? You changed after the departure of the Holy mba." Sarcas Siska.

"My love is only for the Saints, don't force your will!" said Zufar who passed away leaving the place, while Siska was pensive because she could not believe the change of her husband.