Deepest Wound

THE TUB IN SAMBAR LIGHTNING

...Happy reading...

After submitting the letter, he said goodbye.

Kak Laras handed the letter to Kak Agil because suddenly Rifqy became chatty asking in a sling. Curious about the contents of the letter, Kak Agil immediately opened the envelope that enveloped the letter.

“Gil Hunt, Mama wonder what the contents of the letter are,” aunty Irna's word is impatient. Everyone who was there immediately approached Kak Agil to listen to the contents of the message there.

Kak Agil did not speak so Aunt Irna also took the letter from the hand of Kak Agil. So did Aunt Irna and almost all who were there suddenly took turns reading the contents of the letter but did not comment anything or explain what the contents of the letter were.

“What's up?” I asked as I held the sheath knot that was on my chest. Because I just finished doing the traditional treatments that are usually done by prospective brides in our area.

I who was curious immediately approached and took the letter which is now in the hands of Om Wandy and read it.

*Assalamuala'ikum warahmatulli wabarokatuh.

To Anita's family, we previously apologized on behalf of Fauzan's family as a male party*.

We can't have our child's relationship or give our blessing.

Because we can't allow our son to marry a woman who has covered up her family's identity. If we had known from the beginning, then we wouldn't have wasted time preparing everything to this extent.

If the family is dissatisfied with this statement, we wait at our residence to discuss this matter again.

TTD

Family party male.

Deg!

Bak in the lightning strike I read the contents of the letter written on behalf of the Bang Fauzan family. My heart seemed to stop beating, cold sweat started to pour out through my pores. I read it many times but did not change the letter. My eyes began to blur because tears began to condense and eventually spilled so profusely.

Laras took the letter from my hand while Aunt Irna hugged me from the side. While rubbing my back.

“Sabar darling.., maybe this is just a misunderstanding. Later let your Om go there to ask more clearly. There must be someone who deliberately sent this letter to thwart your marriage.” Aunt Irna tried to comfort me but I was not a child who could immediately feel calm even though I actually also hoped that what she said was true.

I sat weakly with my body swinging and my vision began to feel dark. After that I don't remember anything anymore.

I woke up after night wearing a custom sarong that was still attached to my body. I turned to my bedside, there was Aunt Irna and also Oma Maryam.

“Honey, let's drink first.” While helping me to drink. I also drank some water.

A little bit I remember why I was in my bed. I cried again remembering the letter that had rendered me unconscious.

Oh lord...

I hope it's just a dream.

But it's very clear this isn't a dream and I'm probably fooling myself into saying it's just a dream.

Not long ago, Brother Laras came in and helped me to put on my pajamas.

“You are warm, you seem to have a fever,” said Kak Laras so touched my body.

“Just rest first, maybe this is nervous only. Tomorrow if it's still fever we'll take him to the clinic,” said Aunt Irna.

After helping me get dressed Kak Laras left and not long back with a plate of rice and side dishes in it for me.

“Come, eat first,” said Kak Laras while thrusting a spoon of rice into my mouth.

I shook my head because I had no appetite at all. And my tears just kept escaping from my eyes without being stifled again.

“Come, eat even a little.” Laras insisted on thrusting the spoonful of rice into my mouth.

I also complied, though very forcedly. After a few mouthfuls I gave up no longer being able to swallow food that tasted bland on my tongue.

Aunt Irna gave me some heat-lowering medicine and told me to go to sleep. I glanced back at the thought of the letter. I cried again without a sound.

Now I'm alone in my room while Sister Laras, Oma and Aunt Irna are out after giving me the medicine. I can still hear my prickly shoes out there talking about the matter of the letter sent by the Bang Fauzan family.

Suddenly I was sleepy and my eyes began to shut probably due to the effects of the medicine I was taking.

In the morning I was feeling much better but I still felt a piercing pain and soreness in my heart. I walked to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. When I came out of the bathroom I saw that Kak Laras was already in my room.

“How are you doing? It's not hot anymore?” Brother Laras while approaching me and then put the back of his hand on my forehead. “Alhamdulillah, it is not hot anymore,” he said.

We sat next to each other on the bed as I wiped my face with the small towel I had brought from the bathroom.

“Om Wandy and Kak Agil early in the morning went to see the Fauzan family. The goal is to talk again about the problems in the letter yesterday. And Brother asks, whatever the end decision will be, you must be strong, yes.?” While Brother Laras stroked my back.

I came back crying and hugged the body of Kak Laras to spill all the chaos that was in my soul.

I just stayed in the room. After taking the medicine I slept and hoped that when I woke up, Brother Agil and Om Wandy had come with good news.

I don't know how long I slept, when I woke up I saw the time already showed at 04.30 pm. I went to the bathroom for a while and went to my door to see the situation out there because since I fainted yesterday I haven't left my room at all.

When the door opened a little I heard the sound of Om Wandy and Kak Agil chatting in the middle room. I undo my intention to step out and choose to eavesdrop on their conversation.

“There are about 25 percent of invitation letters that have been distributed, later let me represent to apologize to them that the invitation was canceled. 25 Percent of the invitations are the closest people. Hopefully they can understand this,” said Kak Agil.

From the chatter I was able to conclude that my marriage had really failed.

...Tbc...

^^^Do not forget the trail 👍^^^