Akad Shackle

Heartspour

Days change weeks and weeks change months. Since the departure of his parents Rahma decided to stay with Yusuf his youngest brother in the house relics of their parents. The house Anggara bought for him he vacated because he did not want to dissolve in deep turmoil. However, the house has memories of its partnership with Anggara. In that house he got the pain and happiness of the household at once, no matter how short the story is but the memories remain something that is attached to the memory.

Not long after his divorce deed with Anggara came out, he, Rahma who no longer teaches and only has writing activities and becomes a mentor on distance learning activities or in networking decided to follow her brother's advice.

Budi who has long served outside the island of Java now gets a turn to be mutated duty. He was mutated to Jakarta and worked as an expert staff at the Ministry of Law and Human Rights in Jakarta. All his family members moved and Budi agreed with his wife to invite Rahma and Yusuf to live with him in Jakarta.

Without thinking for a long time Rahma and Yusuf obeyed her brother's invitation, they agreed to start a new life in Jakarta. Rahma with her new status steady will start a new life in a new place. I hope all the wounds that have been healed over time. However, no woman is really ready to live alone, especially in a state of two bodies.

Rahma's day seems ordinary in living out her days, but her tears at night bear witness to the pain of separation in a painful way. No one is really strong, sometimes they grieve with a smile.

Tonight is the last night he was in Garut, sleeping in the room he used to occupy in his parents' house, the room he occupied with Anggara a few moments before the word talak Anggara verbalized. On the prayer mat, at the end of the night, Rahma again spilled all her heart. Bringing everything he experienced to the entitled and knowing everything.

Losing the people he loves, the people he makes a place to lean in almost the same time is not an easy thing. The loss of the first love obtained from a father, followed by the departure of the mother who has always been the source of her strength makes Rahma so fragile. And complete already flirtation in her life when it comes to giving up her husband for another woman.

"Yes Rabb, I know farewell is the absolute thing that will happen, inevitably, ready to be unprepared we will get to the most painful point in life: the loss of our loved ones and the loss of loved ones. Either as the abandoned or the abandoned. All will be forced to be patient, grateful and sincerely accepting"

"I am sincere, Lord, I am sincere.Remove the graves of my parents, give them the most beautiful recompense from you. I testify that they are the ones who deserve the most beautiful place by your side. Allahummaghfirlahum.." do'a never lean Rahma said to his parents, neither,

"Yes Rabb, forgetting only about time, sooner or later, like it or not, I am sure in the end all will forget in time. Please Lord, open your hearts to accept the consequences of this servant's choice. Make your heart truly sincere, Lord, take away this pain" Rahma hit her own chest a sense of tightness suddenly appeared whenever she recalled how she so wished Anggara was her priest in the world and the afterlife before reality slapped her. However Anggara is the first man to enter his life, during this time Rahma managed to refrain from falling in love with a man who is not halal for her. When Anggara was present and declared ready to justify it, when kabul ijab spoken in front of the witness, that was when Rahma tried to spill her love for her halal man, although not long after he seemed to be shackled in the contract that has been established.

"Buck...."Rahma stared at a photo measuring three times four that was still in her wallet,

"Are you really happy now?" Rahma spoke to herself again, this time the object was a photo in her grasp that she had deliberately removed from her purse,

"Now have you ever remembered me? someone who once took your hand off just to let you hold someone else's hand. Someone who once said it was okay when my heart was so hurt and someone who ultimately broke his own heart just so you wouldn't grieve"

"It seems that my love is like a cloud that loves the rain, which never ceases to understand, no matter how much it keeps going, the rain will still fall into the embrace of the earth. No matter how disappointed I am, I still see you from your good side"

"Astaghfirullah's...Yes Rabb, I ask simply, may I be a person who is always happy not only looks happy" Rahma said ending her groan tonight. Repenting and asking for forgiveness is the solution to every problem that is being befallen.

Without Rahma knowing every time she complained about her feelings and circumstances to the Living Owner, Joseph was always behind her brother's bedroom door with tears.

"Teteh, teteh is the strongest woman I have ever known, I am sure that you will be able to get through this, Allah will not burden you beyond your means. Relax Tea I will take care of you and will always be there for you" murmured Joseph in his heart just before he returned to his room.

While in other places at the same time, someone is doing the same thing. Sitting cross-legged on a prayer mat with the looking up. A wedding photo of her was taken after her graduation.

"Hinduism teaches us how to value encounter, whereas loss teaches us how important existence is. I'm sorry Rahma.I'm late to realize it" The good habit she's had since marrying Rahma is to get married in the last third of the night. In the past, there was always Rahma who became his master. But now all these are memories.