Pursuing My Husband's First Love
Biantara's Travel

MUSA HAMIZAN POV

I just finished performing the Dzuhur prayer, because after this my schedule was solid until night, I took a break while checking my phone.

I'm interested in one group on my green app, it's very unusual that the group is so crowded during the day, it was a complex group and just a few days ago Bian invited me into the group to get more info.

I opened it and it turned out that the group was bustling with condolences, kuscroll several times to find out who died.

[Innalillahiwainnailaihirojijun, may Mr. Biantara be accepted his Islamic faith, husnul khotimah, Aamiin ... and for the family left may he be given patience, Aamiin.]

A biantara?

The antidote!

Instantly the drinking water I just gulped stopped and made me choke.

Uhuuk .. uhuuk .. uhuuk!

I managed to master my breath, before I read the information from the group again, I searched for information regarding the hospital where Bian was located.

"Innalillahiwainnaihirojirojiun!"

Without thinking about the schedule, I immediately packed up and left. I drove my car to the hospital, I dhikr all the way, my heart was confused, shocked, and agitated. I need to get there to confirm the truth.

Mariam, in my mind only Mariam.

I immediately parked my car, and without a second thought I immediately ran, my mind fixed on Bian and Mariam I was no longer able to hear the others, I could only hear the roar of my own breath all the way from the parking lot to the IGD.

With breath and sweat I searched here and there, trying to find someone I knew. Finally I saw Mr. Sholeh, along with 3 others, I remembered their faces while talking with Bian the other day.

"Assalamualaikum ..," I said hello to them, their faces were tense and.

"Waalaikumsalam, Mr Lecturer? Did Moses come here too?" ask Mr. Sholeh.

"Yes, as soon as I read the group I immediately came, is it true sir? I hope the news is wrong."

"True Mr. Moses, Mr. Bian collided this morning, was helped but Mr. Bian lost a lot of blood, Mr. Bian died earlier at 11," explained Mr. Sholeh.

"Innalillahiwainnaihirojihun ... !" My body was limp until Mr. Sholeh had to ask me to sit down, somehow my bones felt softened all.

"Please Mr. Moses, we are all shocked, surprised, sad, Mr. RT who is taking care of his letters, so that the bodies can be spit out we take home."

"His family, sir?"

"The wife is inside, I can't see Mr. Moses ...."

I gather back my strength, my chest rumbles and tightens, I step into the IGD room where Bian's body is still.

Mariam!

She cried, calmed down, and hugged her husband's body. She was crying so sad, my chest was tight to see her. She was just wearing flip-flops, a long negligee with her alakadar hijab, I deliberately took off my suit and walked slowly towards her.

Mariam!

Your cry broke my heart, it felt like it was torn apart and very painful. I slid my coat on his back that shook in unison with the sobs that shook the entire room.

"Thatcher, Mariam! Istighfar ... !" I said to her, but it seemed useless, Mariam was drowning in grief, she was not even aware of my presence.

Mariam finally woke up and realizing my presence, she stared at me who was standing next to her. Her breathing was breathless and short, tears were all over her face, her veil was wet too, I could not bear to see my jewel shattered, her eyes implying the excruciating pain she was feeling, she said, I would love to take his suffering and I would willingly take his place to bear the burden and sorrow, if only I could.

My heart is broken, seeing how it is. Mariam!

"That's it, Mariam!"

Suddenly his body collapsed unable to withstand the sadness, I immediately caught it before falling.

"Mariam ... ! Mariam ... !"

I frantically carried Mariam's body to an empty bed near me. I looked at her face that looked so miserable. Ever since meeting her again, this was the first time I actually dared to look her in the face. I imagined his smile and shock, now everything is gone.

'I'm sorry that I wanted to embrace you, not this kind of situation I expected.' I cursed the stupid desire I wanted.

I immediately wiped my tears when Mr. RT's entourage came to us, it seemed like the correspondence and administration had been completed. Also came RT Mother and 2 others, they approached Mariam who fainted, I immediately turned and chose to join Mr. RT and Mr. Sholeh who were discussing about the funeral of Mr. Bian.

My phone rang, and I opted out of the room to pick up a call from Medina.

[Assalamualaikum, Mas,] Medina said with a trembling voice, she must have heard the news of suffering that befell Mariam.

"Girishal"

[Mas, Mba Mariam's husband died in an accident, Mas can go home sooner? Octavia was with me, and I didn't know how to explain all this to her.]

"Quiet Deck, Istighfar ... I'm in the hospital, I'll tell you again, talk slowly to Octavia, I'm sure you can, Dek"

[But Mas ..]

"Later Mas tell me again Dek, this is not good anymore discussion with Mr. RT"

"Yes, Assalamualaikum ..."

[Goodday!]

Mariam could not communicate at all, so the funeral was all discussed with the family via telephone. Until finally decided to bury it here, not in Mariam village or Bian village.

Mariam was awake, although she had to pass out many times again and continue to cry, Mariam even had to use a wheelchair to get to my car with the Mothers who accompanied her. While the fathers are divided into Pak RT cars and there are those who participate in ambulance cars.

Unimagined taste, get the privilege of passing the highway quickly, accompanied by sirens of hearse cars. Many times I stole glances at Mariam who was drowning in the back seat through the windshield of my car. His eyes were empty, but he suddenly cried again.

'Patience Mariamku! I hope you're strong against it, I hope you're strong through this ordeal.'

The car soon entered the complex of Mariam's house, the residents were crowded, and Mariam's house had been transformed into a funeral home. Residents welcomed the arrival of the bodies and immediately carried out their duties as Muslims.

Medina saw Mariam getting pulled out of my car, I know, there were a lot of questions on her mind. Octavia, the little girl who was with Medina, ran over to Mariam. Mariam who was very weak immediately embraced her little angel.

Mariam came back crying, the little girl was crying to see the state of Mariam, unfortunately, she did not fully understand what happened, the little girl who was orphaned.

Mariam's cry was so heartbreaking, especially my heart, it was so painful. However, the atmosphere of sadness so quickly spread, plus the sight that invited tears, everyone present burst into tears.

Medina approached me, she clasped my hand tightly. It must not have been easy for him to give an understanding to a little girl who had suddenly become an orphan.

"Mass ...!"

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