
Alexa rubbed the tears that kept breaking on her cheeks. But her tears were stubborn, never dry even though they were constantly removed. He sat on the terrace next to the mosque with his legs folded to the side, regardless of his pants that would get dirty by a small amount of dust that might stick to the floor. Both hands are on her lap. Mother Dinda sat before him.
“Mother why tell Azlan that I'm here? I'm not looking to meet him,” said Alexa as they pleased. His words were interrupted by his cries.
“Don't let your husband worry about you. She will definitely worry about you as long as she does not know where you are,” replied Mother Dinda gently.
“Azlan lied to me, she married another woman and kept it a secret from me. He got married while he forgot me, but by the time he remembered everything, he was covering it up from me. He was still alive and living with the woman when he remembered me. Mother, I can't forgive her.”
Mother Dinda let Alexa talk a lot to vent emotions. After he got a pause to talk, he started talking. “Alexa, Azlan does this not without reason. There is nothing wrong with this, be it you, Azlan or Mecca. It's the situation that has made things this way. It means God is giving you a test. You must be strong, Son.” Dinda gently stroked the back of Alexa's hand with a gentle smile.
Seeing the smile and soft tone of Mother, Alexa's cries slightly subsided.
“Mother is very understanding of everything you feel, but do not let you forget one thing, that Azlan really loves you very much. He would not have divorced Mecca if indeed he was heavier to Mekka.” Mother Dinda looked at Alexa in the shade.
“But I haven't been able to accept all this, my feelings hurt. I can't imagine a husband I love with another woman.” Alexa's shoulders vibrate with her whimper.
“Mother understand. Mother is also a woman, mother can feel what you feel. But you need to know, that in this case, not only you are the victim. Mekka is a victim in this. Mecca was married by a man who had promised her he would be her whole husband. And after marriage, she was divorced because her husband turned out to love another wife who recently found out that her husband was married. Imagine if you were in the position of Mecca!”
Alexa silent. At a glance his brain imagined the position of Mecca as Mother told. Right, it's not just him who's hurt. Right, Mekka is a victim. And true, Azlan had no intention of wishing either.
“Not mean Mommy made you to think about the position of Mecca, but here everything is a victim,” continued Bunda Dinda. “You still have a level above Mecca to be able to forgive Azlan, you are the one Azlan loved and he maintained because Azlan only loves you. But Makkah, he didn't even get anything. Married, then divorced and left behind. This is to give you the picture that there is much more suffering in this situation. When the situation that befalls us is difficult, do not make it a complaint. Motivate in the future. That there are still many people who experience difficulties compared to us.”
“The only reason, is because Mother loves you. Mommy wants you to remain your daughter-in-law, to be Azlan's wife forever,” replied Mommy.
Alexa immediately plopped into the chest of Mother. hugging Mother while crying haru. Apparently there are still people who expect it, there are still people who love him even though they have not known each other for long. Mother Dinda's figure gives warmth in Alexa's heart.
Mother hugged Alexa and stroked the woman's back.
“Mother covered this problem from you because you do not want you to cry like now when you know everything, although in the end you are sure sooner or later this will definitely be heard by you. And it turns out that God did not give a long time to cover all this from you,” continued Mother. “Mother's and Azlan's hope is the same, both do not want you to get hurt. Equally want to expect you to remain a part of our lives.” Mother sighed hearing every sobbing of the woman whose face was immersed in her chest. Somehow the feeling of affection just appeared for the woman who was hugging him.
Alexa can't talk about anything. He could only cry. Mother's attitude and tenderness make her feel at home to stay in her arms.
“In our lives, marriage is a noble thing. Not kidding. A promise in marriage is a promise to God. How could Mother want your children to marry you just for playfulness, of course for a noble life for the purpose of the afterlife. Don't think badly of Azlan, he's your husband who loves you so much.”
Alexa closed her eyes. However, with her eyes closed, her tears kept flowing. His heart is really fragile. And he finds strength in her arms, though his heart still slices when he imagines Azlan sleeping with another woman.
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