Pursuing My Husband's First Love
The Fruit of Honesty Medina

"Let's live a new life, Dek!" moses said softly.

"But Mba Mariam is pregnant, Mas!" medina at the end.

"What?!"

Moses was shocked by Medina's statement.

"Dek, don't make it up. Yesterday Mariam was fine, she wasn't pregnant. How did she get pregnant while we were divorced?"

"Mba Mariam is pregnant, Mas!" repeat Medina with sobbing.

While Moses was still silent with his heart in disbelief, trying to digest what Medina was saying, trying to connect the strangeness of Medina's attitude with the news coming out of her mouth.

"No way, Deck!"

"What's impossible, Mom? You were married and Mas also said that there was no way Mas never touched Mba Mariam."

Medina's words brought Moses back to her house at night. It was the first time Mariam admitted that she still loved Moses, their past memories and stories were so thick in that place. Mariam can't fight the turmoil of her heart challenging the memories of the beautiful story they once shared.

Mariam warmed up, her heart opened again. For the first time, Moses had a sexual relationship with Mariam. First and last time too.

"No way," murmured Moses.

"It is impossible that Mariam was pregnant" Moses said again, his countenance beginning to fall apart.

"Maas ...."

"Say that's not true, Dek!"

"Congratulations, apart from Medina, Mas will also soon have a child from Mba Mariam" Medina said in tears.

"No, Deck."

"Mba Mariam Village is 5 months old, only slightly different from Medina, Mas. Mba Mariam found out she was pregnant after Mas Musa dropped her talaq on her" Medina said.

Moses remained silent, his face full of disbelief. After all his efforts drove forward with Medina, why did fate drag him back?

"Astaghfirullohaladzim ...." Moses buried his head on his knees, while his hands rattled his hair in annoyance.

Medina closed her body and embraced Moses.

"It hurts Medina, Mas, but Medina is tormented if she should be silent, it is the right of the child and the right of Mas Musa to know each other."

"Yes Alloh .., " cried Moses who swallowed his own body.

"Why didn't Mariam say, Deck? Mas just dropped one talaq on her, if she really was pregnant with my son she could just come back and ask me to take responsibility."

"We all know, that's not what Mba Mariam wants."

Moses is drowning in his feelings. In fact, he did not know what to do now.

"Mba Mariam's condition is not good, Mas," said Medina.

"He was severely exhausted, he also had acute anemia and had to be transfused. His mental and psychological burden is also heavy," Medina said again.

Moses who heard it felt more guilty, how could Mariam go through it all alone.

"really?" moses asked, Medina nods while wiping away her tears.

"Yes Alloh ... Astarghfirullohal!!!" a clear circle began to slide from the corner of Moses' eye.

Medina's heart was sliced by the reaction of Moses in front of her. Medina understands this fact is not easily accepted by anyone, both herself, Moses, even Mariam had difficulty accepting it. But this is what happened.

"What are you going to do now, Mom?" ask Medina.

"Come to the hospital, if indeed Mas Musa wants to ascertain it himself, or Mas wants to meet Mba Mariam, asking all the questions that Mas Musa wants to know the answer."

Moses remained silent, not responding to Medina's invitation. While Medina felt that the burden on her heart had diminished, she was now just waiting for her husband's decision.

"Let's stop by the mosque for a second, Dek!" moses said in a hoarse voice, and in silence he wept.

Moses stood up and took Medina by the hand to walk with him. Medina who realized her husband was being struck by a tremendous turmoil of heart immediately held onto Moses' arm firmly, to give him some strength.

They walked in silence to a large mosque near the park, still crowded with worshippers there even though it was night. Some pray there are just resting.

Medina was only waiting for Moses who was performing prayers, not Isha prayers of course, only two prayers. From behind Medina saw Moses' back shaking, she knew her husband was complaining.

"I surrender to You, O Allah. Whatever happens next" murmured Medina.

Long enough Medina let her husband alone, I don't know what she felt. Surprisingly, Medina's broken heart actually feels more peaceful after being honest. The fear is still there, but he has resigned to whatever the possibility that can happen later.

One by one visitors began to leave, leaving some people who were still at home shelter. Medina began to wait for Moses.

"Dad?" call Moses.

"Sorry, old man?"

"No papa, Mom. Medina knew Mas needed a calmness that was not a bit to deal with all this."

"Thank you, Deck. You have told me this, sorry if you were confused and immersed in your own thoughts, but you must have experienced the same thing, your heart would not be okay."

"Medina also took the time to shut up and let Mba Mariam speak for herself someday, but Medina's heart was agitated, Medina felt guilty."

"Lantas, what will Moses do now?" ask Medina.

"Of course, I must have met Mariam and asked her directly. Anyway the boy's my flesh and blood, Dek. You can't ignore it."

"What about Mba Mariam? Will I refer?" ask Medina to vent.

For a moment Moses was silent at Medina's question, saying that Medina no longer wanted to share still ringing in her ears. And he has promised to make Medina happy, a promise that comes from a sincere determination in his heart.

"The reason Mariam hid her pregnancy must be because she did not want to ask him to refer. He longed for freedom from marriage" answered Moses.

"That's right, Mba Mariam. What about you, Mom?"

"Of course mas will and should remain responsible to the child conceived Mariam. But, being responsible doesn't mean having to refer to it, Dek."

"really?"

"Yes, just as Mother kept trying to take responsibility for Octavia, you also have to fight for your obligations and rights as a father."

"Mas just has to talk to Mariam, I'm sure it won't be easy. But before, there were so many questions I wanted to ask her."'

"Does Moses regret divorcing Mba Mariam?" ask Medina.

"Mas is sorry for just knowing all this. Mas just felt sorry for him because he had to overcome all by himself, through his pregnancy that was not easy, still had to think about Octavia, and also his convection business and shop, plus still had to lie to many people."

"Is it true that Moses did not want to go back to Mba Mariam?" ask Medina with a wistful.

"No, Deck. Mas ... It's done with him."

"Even your heart?" ask Medina to make sure.

"Yes, Deck."

"Honestly, Medina was afraid of losing Mas Musa" Medina said in tears.

"Mas has promised to make you happy, Dek," said Moses tried to calm Medina, Medina was surprised by the answer Moses gave her. For a while Medina dissolved in her own amazement, a distrust that Moses had finally chosen only her.

"Medina promised that she would receive and love Mas Musa's son and Mba Mariam just like Medina's own son."

"Thank you, Deck." Medina's words felt strange to Moses, because he did not even fully believe in getting 2 children at once.

"Will you accompany me to Mariam tomorrow, Dek?" ask Moses.

"Of course, Mas."

"What about your mother, Mom? Should we tell him too?"

"Patience first, Deck. We have to make sure Mariam a lot of things, how closely does she keep the news of her pregnancy? Does his family know? Or is he really reckless about keeping it all alone?"

"True, too, Mom. But ... actually Mba Mariam did not know that it turns out Medina knew about her pregnancy. When Medina met him she was still asleep, and Desi Tea told her everything, it was also because of the force that Medina had caught them wet."

"Truly reckless, Mariam!" murmured Moses.

"Mas, we have to be careful. Do not add to the burden of Mba Mariam's mind, the possibility of Mba Mariam did not want this pregnancy, but she still lived it. Something that wasn't easy for us but for Mba Mariam it was hard."

"You're right, Deck. Thank goodness Mariam was still given the sanity not to abort the child."

"Mba Mariam wasn't that cruel, Mom."

"Let's go home, I'll have to wait."

'May all be truly from your heart, Mas. Not just a tranquilizer to me, "inner Medina.

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