Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
Heart Upheaval

"Umi, you better tell Abi," said Mbak Indah who still embraces me on the sofa.

Umi followed the advice of her eldest son. And that's when, Mbak Indah asked me again what had happened.

"You can tell Ma'am. Don't worry," he said.

Mbak Indah is a wise woman and a pengayom. Therefore, I was quickly familiar and did not hesitate to him. But honestly, what I remember at that time I just said the outline of what had happened: about Mas Imam who wanted to force me to come with him which eventually triggered an unbalanced fight between Mas Ilham and Mas Imam. And that was also because Mas Imam who kept trying to fight, even though Mas Ilham had asked him to go well. I explained that with a stammer to Mbak Indah. My emotions are unstable, I am scared and thinking about many things.

"It has," said Mbak Indah later. "If it were true that way, the police would have no reason to arrest Ilham. And he must have been questioned. The police play without clarity it's just in soap operas, really. In the real world it is not so. Except. if Ilham committed criminal acts such as stealing which there is evidence and witness. This is not. It's just a fight, Ilham just defends his rights and does his duty to protect his wife. After all, there must be a lot of witnesses in the CTF later. The police must investigate before they arrest anyone. Sure, everything will be fine. Already, yeah. Calm. After all, later Mas Muslim must come to the police station and guarantee freedom for Ilham. Trust me, okay? We pray for the good of Inspiration."

Huff...! There was a pinch of relief in my heart though not yet completely. "Yes, Mommy. But.. in addition to thinking about Mas Ilham, When also afraid, Ma'am."

"Fear what? God willing, everything will be fine."

I nodded while wiping away the tears. "Em, I hope so. But...."

"What?"

"I'm afraid that... Abi and Umi...?"

"Abi and Umi will not think like that. Believe me, deh," said the Beautiful Mother who understood my way, like a sister, and then she smiled. "Don't worry, Abi and Umi are wise parents. They won't blame you. God willing, they love you as much as they love their own children. So. you do not need to worry about their response to the causes of this problem. Relax, When."

Again. I'm nodding.

"Bak tell, yeah. Indeed, Abi and Umi are very grateful for your presence. You are like the soothing spring of heaven for Inspiration. For the soul that has lost. Even Mbak can say that Ilham was like a barren field before since.. maybe you already know about the late Mia? Islamia, Ilham's future wife before you."

Although I do not know much, even I just know the name Islamia, but the words of Mbak Indah do not surprise me. Quite the contrary, I was enthusiastic about listening to his words, and this also triggered my memory of Mas Ilham's explanation of his answer which he promised but we have not yet discussed. Of course, because of that passionate romance, we spend more time with making out. Yeah, typical newlyweds intimacy. I don't remember talking about it after we got married.

"Don't know, Ilham felt a deep sadness before he met you. Well, even though he tried to look like he was okay all along, even though he tried not to show his sadness, but we all could still feel it. Inspiration only seeks to be a person who does not lose his faith when it hurts him. But, after there you are, you can judge for yourself how the recent Inspiration, right? With you, it's like finding his soulmate back. You can feel it, right? Of the many women Umi and Abi chose, Allah chose you for Inspiration. So, Umi and Abi couldn't possibly hate you just because of this trivial matter. Believe in me, yes. We all love you, em?"

I nodded again. I accept what Mbak Indah said well. In fact, it feels like I asked about Mas Ilham's future wife to Mbak Indah. But I realized now was not the right time. And besides, Mas Ilham forbade me to ask about the girl. While wiping the remains of my tears with gratitude, I nodded my head again and Beautiful Ma'am smiled at the relief that surrounded my soul.

"Everything's gonna be okay, brother. Even if necessary, you can report back to the Imam. He forced you to come with him, just like he wanted to kidnap you, right?"

I nodded faster. I think Ms. Indah was right, so I said I wanted to go to the police station right then and there.

"wait. This is already in time zuhur. Salad first, okay? Patience...."

O Lord. I was privileged in my heart, and also saluted the family of Mas Ilham - for the upbringing of both parents, their children could have a soul so calm. While me?

"Hey, you're okay, right?"

"Yes, Mommy. I'm...."

"Don't daydream."

"Em."

And sure enough, that second, Ikram also came home alone from the mosque. The stiffness between him and all of us already explains the real situation.

"Mas Ilham asked the police to the police. I am the Muslim who accompanied him" said my sister-in-law. "But he said we'll just wait at home."

I nodded at Beautiful Ma'am. I want to go to the police station, I don't want to just wait in anxiety. "Sir, I'm a-"

"We pray first, okay?" cut the Beautiful Mbak fast. Then he called Umi who was calling Abi in the kitchen.

Meanwhile, as I tried to calm down, my phone clinked. Whatsapp messages coming in.

》 I will revoke my report against the man on one condition. You must divorce her and go with me. That way everything will be fine. We'll be together forever. Please, we make our dreams come together. Come with me, when. I love you so much.

Goddamn shit! Barbarically! Goddamn bum! That bastard! Fucking man! The insolent!

I really want to curse loudly and make all the oaths for him, the sender of whatsapp message. Indeed, what Mas Imam has is no longer love, but an obsession triggered by heartache.

"Mother?"

I was stunned to hear Umi's voice. I can't deny it, my heart seemed to want to jump out of the chest. The worry that had previously dimmed, now re-entered just because Umi called me.

Afraid I looked at Umi, getting ready to explain and apologize for what happened to her son caused by me and my past.

"Come on, Nduk. Zuhr."

Oh, heart... Why must suuzhan?

"Yes, Umi." I also moved from my place - - with a troubled heart.