That man is my husband
Resigning

Since my first meeting with Irman after four years of not meeting, there was a speck of hope to be with him I wanted to make amends for all the mistakes I made. People as good and patient as Irman I was in vain but still back to fate, maybe this should be how my love story is so complicated difficult to explain.

Shortly after the routine meeting, Irman called me and invited me to talk for a while. Strangely my behavior is like a girl who is in love, misbehavior, nervous even more embarrassing my red cheeks blushing.

Why should I be in a position like this? it's a shame that I don't want Irman to know that I can see him now and I don't want him to know that I'm waiting for him, waiting for his promises.

The atmosphere was so very awkward, confused as to how. Though Irman called me first but in fact he was silent a thousand languages.

I also tried to start talking so that there was no more awkwardness. Coincidentally also that afternoon I had to go home immediately because Shafira was waiting for me until time with her was so short.

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Now that my car has arrived at the cafe parking lot, as I thought Shafira was crying lucky there was Jo's lover a little help at the time Shafira like this.

When I saw him Shafira immediately ran towards me and I greeted him with a hug.

" Umma why long, Ila want to be the same Umma" his whine

"Sorry Umma well, it was a long time ago. Why is she crying? Is it a crying school? "

" Emang Ila can't cry?

" It can not be dear, just that Umma was already the same permission if Umma there is an event at the hospital where Umma works and will definitely go home late. Umma also told Ila not to cry if Umma long, so Ila should learn patience well?"

While sobbing - sob "Ila can not be long - long the same Umma , "

" Cup. .cup Umma dear child, he sorry Umma well "

Ila just nodded her head, could not bear to actually leave Ila while I was working and my mind kept thinking of Ila, she said,. Afraid that he's fussy or maybe bother Jo's lover like that. Although Jo's lover volunteered to look after Ila while I was working but there was still a bad feeling in the time when Ila was fussy like that.

" Riska thank you for taking care of Ila, sorry to often trouble you "

" Mba Aisyah do not talk like that, Riska is not at all bothered . I like it Ila mba she's funny "

" Something like little kids?"

" He likes it very much "

" If so soon marry Jo, let you and Jo have a baby" I said, chuckling.

" Busuukin Jo mba, when I was ready to be born mind to build a household but Jo said do not rush to wait a moment" he said"

" That's how Jo was, but she was also confused as to what the boy was waiting for again"

I know actually the reason Jo keeps stalling for time to get married soon, only one reason really solidifies her heart so that what I'm going through doesn't happen to Jo. Though I've told you repeatedly not to make myself a benchmark because everyone has their own destiny and it is impossible that Jo also fate as I have failed in marriage.

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This morning I steadied my heart to resign from my job to become a doctor, this decision I took after weighing and thinking about it all night even though I knew it was only three months I became a doctor ,but it doesn't matter the most important thing Shafira gets attention, more affection from me and also so that I don't continue to trouble Riska the future wife of my sister Jo.

After delivering Shafira to school, the car I was driving drove to the hospital where I worked the resign letter was there just give it to the boss.

Heavy indeed, because being a doctor is my dream even this is also the desire of the late Father and Mother, but I must not be selfish because Shafira is the most important at this time.

Now that I was at the door of the hospital chief's room, I tried to take a breath and my hand pointed at the door hendle and opened it so confidently.

" Assalamu'alikum sir"

" waalaikumsalam, please sit down! !!

Doctor Aisyah there is a need so that doctors this early have come to my room ? " ask the hospital chief fully inquired

I'm nervous really nervous "a-nu sir I just want to hand this over" Give me a resignation letter.

" What is this?" ask the hospital chief while turning back my resignation letter.

" That's my resignation letter sir"

Then the head of the hospital opened and read my resignation letter, hopefully getting away so I can get back to my initial wrinkle taking care of Shafira and managing the Cafe with jo.

After reading it the head of the hospital immediately stared at me "Doctor Aisyah I accept your decision to resign, It's just that I regret it because even though you just joined here for 3 months your performance is very good .I hope you think about it well"

" I'm sure sir with my decision to resign "

" Well then, I thank you for the three months I worked here so very well" said the hospital chief .

" Thank you very much for understanding"

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Now that the sun is getting higher it's time for me to pick up Shafira home from school, I don't want to disappoint Shafira I want to be a good mother and father to Shafira even though I know the more she grows up to her age she will definitely ask a figure named Father who knows what to do I'll answer later.

When I arrived in front of Shafira's school, I saw Shafira sitting with someone I didn't know because she was on her back.

After I parked the car immediately maybe I came down and approached Shafira because I was afraid that the person who was with Shafira was the one who wanted to take advantage of Shafira.

I also called Shafira from a distance while running a little "Ila "

Shafira looks at me and is greeted with a smile. " Umma "running around hugging me.

" Ila dear sorryin Umma well, Umma late again pick up Ilanya "

" It's okay Umma, Ila ngelti ko "

" Uh Sholehah's son Umma" while stroking Shafira's head. " Jaudah now we go home "

" Bental Umma, Ila wants to know the Doctor's father come with Ila "pull my hand

" A moment, baby don't pull Umma's hand, Who is the Doctor's father ? I never said don't trust strangers "

" Don't umma, Doktel's dad is good he's Ila's dad"

For this time I resigned with Shafira's will, although somewhat uncomfortable with the presence of that person who Shafira called the Doctor's Father.

" Dad" said Ila touched the doctor's hand because the position was calling and turned back to me as well Ila

The man turned off his phone and turned his back and squatted to match Shafira's height.

Then it was clear who the Doctor's father Shafira meant, at once wanted to run away I did not expect my son to be that close to him. He puffed his head and smiled sweetly at me.

I could only shut up my body suddenly as if it was motionless and my mouth seemed locked.

" What's up, dear Ila ?

" Ila wants to know Dad to Umma, nih Umma Ila "

He got up from his squat. " So Ila is your son?

I dare not say just blunt it with a nod of the head.

" I feel the world is narrow, wherever I go destiny always brings us together, do you not feel this is strange?

" No, because I'm sure what we've been through has been recorded all on mahfud tablets there's no coincidence in this world"

" So you understand what I mean?

" You don't talk about anything so what do I understand?

" HEhe you are " ....

Suddenly Ila spoke.

" Did you know each other already?

" Of course dear, the same father Umma Ila already know each other " replied Irman

" oh belalti Ila do not need to know again dong "said Shafira so innocently.

Not wanting to be in this position I finally switched the conversation, which was asking Shafira to go home soon. But unexpectedly Shafira apparently even wanted to go home with Irman.

" Shafira can't do that, let's go home with Umma, his oms are busy" I said

" " I'm not busy at all, you come home with me "

Whahuh? daddy ? since when did he become Shafira's father.

" Not dad but om"

" Don't umma Ila just want to call Dad "

Again I can't refuse Shafira,

" You have a car" Irman asked me and I replied with a nod.

" The car's just here you and Shafira go home with me, pick up my car "

" No need, ak----: my conversation is cut off.

" Come with me"

Deg. .deg. ..deg. .. This is the heart of why Yes Alloh, not strong must be in this position can - can my defense collapse even though this is what I want.. But I don't want to look happy he's going to GR-an

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tbc