Deepest Wound

MEET SOMEWHERE

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I closed the door that I had opened. The world seemed to collapse, my tears that had subsided now fell back flooding my face. God has not tested me enough to give me this pain. I curled up back in my bed lamenting my fate.

The sound of my bedroom door opening, I felt someone clutching my body from the side.

“Sorry, Brother also took part in the incident that I am currently experiencing, if only time.

“Sister is not wrong, my fate alone is too bad.”

“Ssttt...do not talk like that.” Laras hugged me tightly and cried.

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The atmosphere of the house suddenly quiet, there was only the sound of Rifqy playing broke the silence. I sat in a chair by the window in the same position hugging my knees. Just that position alone can make me a little comfortable.

I stared at the raindrops that were soaking the leaves out there. Drizzling since last night seemed to feel the pain of the heart and soul that was really played by fate. He was given a little happiness and then he threw it back and was burned with thousands of wounds. I can only scream in silence.

Today should be my happy moment, but the truth is that this poor woman is curled up with tears still faithfully flowing through the corner of the eye.

I felt someone stroking my hair, and then I looked up.

“Oma...,” I said as I hugged Oma's waist and buried my face there.

“We may be sad, but do not forget to keep praying and still prostrate to Him.”

I have been leaving prayers for a few days. I can say I am disappointed and angry. I feel my do'a and prostration have not been heard by Him. Why else would I face Him.

After saying that, Oma left my room. I glanced at my phone that was on my dresser. Yesterday Aunt Irna confiscated my phone because I'm still in pingit time. But yesterday he returned the phone after my marriage was declared unilaterally canceled by the Bang Fauzan family.

I walked over to the dresser and grabbed my phone. The phone is in a state of inactivity. I tried to turn it on too. Once the phone is active, there are many notifications that enter in a row. I returned to my chair still clutching my clinking phone.

Of the many notifications that came in, I first opened my social media application. There were some friends of mine who tagged my name to congratulate me two days ago. But it looks like the post has been deleted. I could only sigh silently trying to endure the pain from the wounds invisible to the eyes.

I continued to open the green app with the logo of the phone. My eyes focused on the name of the person who had filled my heart at this moment even though the hope of being together was no longer there.

There were a lot of messages and calls from him. I read one by one the message. I wanted to retaliate but there was something inside of me that was holding me back from doing it.

A few minutes to reflect on the contents of the message, my phone rang and it was a call from Bang Fauzan. I stared for a moment at my posel screen. I'm really screwed and don't know what to do if Bang Fauzan asks directly the thing I've been covering up all this time.

With a single breath I raised the call and was ready with all the questions from him.

“Dek...., where are you? How are you doing now?” There was that hoarse voice with a worried tone.

I closed my mouth and my body began to shake as it endured the turmoil between missing the person who called but at the same time there was pain and pain mixed. I almost had trouble breathing because my chest felt tight as if there was a stone propping up there.

Tuttl...

The call was cut off because my cell phone battery ran out of power. I hurriedly grabbed my cell phone. After waiting for a while I turned on my phone which was still connected to the charger. There was a message coming in and I saw it immediately because of the message from Bang Fauzan.

📨[Bang Fauzan] We have to meet, there are important things to talk about. Tomorrow meet Brother at XX place, Brother please do not come.

I rubbed my face with my palm while thinking and guessing what important thing Bang Fauzan wanted to talk about.

I went to the address Bang Fauzan sent me. Although I have to answer many questions first from Kak Laras before stepping away from home.

It turned out to be an inn that looked hidden and a bit far from the highway. I was also confused to find that place. After asking an old man who was selling in front of the alley to the place turned out to be the right place.

After being in front of the inn I tried to contact Bang Fauzan to make sure I didn't get the wrong address. During my stay in this city, it was the first time I had ever walked down that road.

“Bang, I'm already ahead,” said I when Bang Fauzan raised my call.

“Ya already, wait a minute,” said Bang Fauzan then heard a voice step from him through the phone connection.

I lowered my sunglasses slightly to make sure the person was walking towards me. Not without reason, I wear these glasses so that my eye bags that still look reddish due to too much crying are not visible to others.

“Ayo,” invite Bang Fauzan while grasping my arm. I just followed her steps into one of the hotel rooms she rented.

I removed the glasses that had been perched on my face to cover my eyes.

Then swept my gaze around the hotel room as soon as it was in it. Can be given the price of the hotel which may be much cheaper than hotels near the usual house in Bang Fauzan rental. Surely he deliberately rented the place away from my house so that no one would see our meeting.

“Bang...why should I meet in this place? I don't like the place, it feels weird,” my protest.

“Only this place seems safe for us to meet,” replied Bang Fauzan after closing and locking the door of the hotel room.

“Bang, why in the lock?” Ask me with a chest that suddenly thumped because it was the first time I was in a room that was tightly closed together with the opposite sex.

“Don't be afraid, you won't do anything. Believe, right?” Bang Fauzan said, approaching and covering my face with both hands. His eyes were staring in my direction. There's a lot of cues in there that are hard for me to decipher.

...**Tbc...

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