Pursuing My Husband's First Love
Talk to Mariam

On Sunday morning, Medina and Moses pretend to go to attend the wedding of Moses' friend. Of course they can't be honest for a while with Bu Aini.

Medina and Moses strengthened each other. Facing Mariam and all her arguments must not be easy. His weak heart was certainly wrapped in his arrogant attitude.

Arriving in the hospital hallway, Medina clasped Moses' hand tightly. Both hands are cold.

"Quiet, Mom!" medina said with a smile.

"Yes, Deck. Bissmilbornrohmanirohim."

"Deck ...."

"Yes, Mum."

"Don't doubt me, because you're the source of my power."

"Medina and our future children must have believed and always believed in Moses."

They walked back and were about to enter the room where Mariam was being treated.

"Assalamualaikum" said Medina, opening the door, Medina stepped in and Moses behind her.

"Waalaikumsal-am," replied Desi Tea.

"Medina's? Moses?" mariam was astonished.

He had just finished his breakfast accompanied by Desi Tea. She was much better than when Medina came yesterday. His face still looks pale. Desi tea quickly helped Mariam put her hijab back on.

Desi Tea lowered her head not daring to look at Mariam who was very surprised. Mariam was silent withstanding her heartbeat, her hands trying to fix the blanket covering her stomach area.

"Mba Mariam is better?" ask Medina.

"Huh? Ehm .. i-iya, I'm fine, just soy sauce," replied Mariam stammering.

"I'm fine, no need to bother visiting" said Mariam again.

Moses and Medina looked at each other.

"Mba Mariam ...."

"Dad?"

"Sorry Medina is presumptuous, Mba does not need to pretend anymore, we .. already know all." Medina ventured into opening the conversation.

"Know, what?" mariam asked trying to cover up.

"Know what Mba Mariam is trying to hide" replied Medina.

Mariam tried to find an answer by staring at Desi Tea. Desi Tea's nervous attitude made Mariam understand that Medina had indeed known about her pregnancy.

"Are you pregnant with my son, Mar?" ask Moses without further ado.

Mariam gaped in disbelief, the plan she had already laid out had been uncovered. For a moment his heart was worried.

'How did they know? What am I supposed to do now?' inner Mariam.

"Please answer, Mar!" the Pinta Moses again.

"Yes," Mariam replied after taking a long, heavy breath.

Mariam's honest answer left Moses in shock, even though Medina had told him so much. But hearing it straight from Mariam's mouth gave a different pain in her heart. Anger and guilt coalesce into one.

"Why? Why are you hiding it?" moses asked quiveringly holding back the rumble in his chest.

"The answer is clear, I don't want the presence of this child to affect your decision at that time. What else do you want from me? Medina is pregnant, she will soon give you a child, give your mother a grandchild, you two are perfect, so let me be calm with my life" Mariam said firmly but so piercingly.

Medina was so surprised by Mariam's reply, indirectly implying Mariam's low self-esteem to her. While Medina had always felt the same way, feeling only complementary in the story of Moses and Mariam. But Mariam felt the same way, she was only a complement to the story of Medina and Moses. When Medina was perfect with her pregnancy, Mariam was no longer useful.

"Mr!"

"Stop bothering me, stop chasing me, you're perfect Din, what else do you want from me?" Medina inching no longer dared to answer Mariam's words, her scathing sentence was only a protector from her weak and wounded heart.

"But the boy is still my son, Mar! He is my flesh and blood" said Moses softly but firmly, he had to endure his emotions against the unstable Mariam.

"There's a time I'll tell you, Zan!" mariam said, hoping that Moses and Medina would stop intimidating him.

"When will you be, Mba? Didn't Mba Mariam tell me to get out of this town so we wouldn't know where the kid is?" tanya Medina revealed another purpose of Mariam's request at that time.

Mariam was silent, free to feel if she continued to avoid. He took a deep breath.

"Then what do you want?" ask Mariam.

"This child is your son, but the bond between us is over. I'm just waiting for this kid to be born as my iddah time limit, right?" mariam said to Mizan who looked very messed up.

"Let me stay accountable to the boy, Mar! I also have the right to give him love. You don't intend to break up the relationship between son and father, do you?" said Mizan who was trying to fight for her rights.

"Hhhh .. I don't mean it that way, I just want to be happy" Mariam said sadly.

"Without the shadow of the two of you!" continued Mariam.

"So .. I beg you both, be happy without having to care about me anymore. And don't expect you to take this kid away from me. Oktavia will only temporarily join Bu Aini, after I succeed with my business, I will prove that I can control everything even if only from home."

Moses and Medina were silent. Realize how hard Mariam's efforts to stand on her own.

"I .. didn't mean to take the child away from you. I ... just feel guilty, because it makes you experience something difficult like this alone. Don't be too hard on Mariam, sorry for having to put you in such a bad state" Musa said regretfully.

"By law I still have to take responsibility for you during the iddah period, don't make me sin even more for missing my obligations." Mariam was silent to Moses.

"Mr ... Medina apologized too. Everything that happened started from Medina who continued to pursue Mba Mariam. Medina knew, Mba Mariam hated Medina so much because of that, the thing that Medina did not realize had dragged Mba Mariam into our household. Somehow Medina had to make amends for this," Medina said in tears.

"Say, Mba! Medina should what?" medina said in despair.

"It is good that you are conscious, but .. time cannot be repeated. You just have to know, I did love your husband, but that was."

"But .. after all you have been instrumental in completing that silly love story, the reason my feelings and Mizan are protracted is indeed because the way we separated used to be immature." Mariam started to lower her tone.

"Although bitter, you have made both of us finish the story wisely and fine. So there is no longer a sense of hanging because all sincere to take off each other."

"I don't hate you, it's just . hemm. Thank you, and be happy. This child I consider a memento of you."

Mariam's words really made Medina and Moses unable to dwell.

"I don't intend to cover this up forever, there will come a time when I will tell you all" Mariam continued.

"I didn't mean to break up the relationship between father and son. It's just that I'm guarding against various possibilities. How would our family or others respond if they knew, Mizan divorced his wife in a state of pregnancy. While the one who wanted the divorce the most was me, so .. I'm responsible for keeping your good name, Zan. Despite having to hide all this from everyone, including you as his father."

"Yes, Mar! This kind of suffering you should not carry alone. Did you also cover it from your own family?" Mariam nodded too.

"If they knew what they could just shut up and let the divorce go? Especially my mother, the death of my late husband has made her very worried about my fate, at least I should be fine and divorced from you under promising circumstances."

Moses was silent and did not believe in Mariam's life choices. While Medina stared at Mariam with a pus, her heart was slapped with the harshness of Mariam's desire to escape the marriage.

"Mariam is not alone, there is still me who will protect her!" said a man who suddenly appeared in a baritone tone.

Medina and Moses had to turn around to see who was speaking.

"Mas Faisal?" mumbles Moses shrewdly.

The man of no less stature than him walked closer.

"God! We can meet now, right? After what you and your family did to Mariam!"

Buuug!!!

A fist was thrown by the man right in Moses' face, causing him to fall down.

"Mas Moses!" it was Medina who immediately helped Moses rise again.

"Mas ... don't!" prevent Mariam.

"Just calm down, I just want to give you one punch! No more" said the man.

Moses was shocked by the blow that landed on his face.

"From the time I forbade you from approaching Mariam, it was only a short time late that I heard about you marrying Mariam and making her his second wife!"

"See now! She's pregnant and your first wife is pregnant too. It's so greedy of you, Zan!"

"I don't mean it like that, Mom!" said Moses.

"I married Mariam sincerely, although our household trip had to be dashed in the middle of the road but for the sake of Allah, my intention and my family from the beginning was good" said Musa.

"Huh! Not a lot of reasons. Now don't bother Mariam anymore."

"Udah, Mom! Don't keep going!" mariam.

"You, Mar! See the consequences now, all happened because you are not horrified by the talk of mas! You've been in a relationship with him."

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