Deepest Wound
IT DIDN'T SEEM EASY
Even if you.not my soul mate...
My do'a always...
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Again I can only gulp rough. My ears and face are hot. Unfortunately the person standing before me right now is someone older than me. And only tears came back dripping from my puffy eyes.
“Son, you should just go home, not to want to expel, but this is for the good of you and others,” said one of the mothers who might feel sorry to see me. While Aunt Misra after insulting and humiliating me she immediately left.
I nodded while wiping away my tears that were still on my cheeks.
I walked towards the back door and had a chance to cross paths with some of the people who had been stabbed while looking at me.
“Eh, may the name called the groom was the girl's name.”
“What do you mean?”
“Time ijab qabul, right the man mispronounced the name. Even until back-kali.”
I hastened my steps so that I could get out of the room immediately.
It turned out that the sky that had looked cloudy had now turned into a rain that was so heavy.
I kept my feet up through the rain without caring about my wet body.
Because it was not too focused and in addition to the slippery road, I fell in the middle of the heavy rain. “Aargghhhh...! Hiks hiks.” I just spilled everything in there by shouting as loud as possible.
This is no longer a wound, but a ruin!
“Come, we go from here.” I heard the voice of someone I knew was Om Wandy. But I still stick with my position with my clothes that are wet and a little dirty.
“Come, stand,” persuade Om Wandy again. “If you are still like this then I will go to the Fauzan and beat him up!” Om Wandy's threat made me flinch.
Slowly I tried to stand up with her help and stepped into the car.
“Basic, stubborn!” Om Wandy scolded me when I was in the car.
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I've been in hospital for two days after attending a wedding. My body suddenly hot and high fever so that Kak Laras took me to a Hospital that is not too far from home.
That afternoon I was told I could go home. While at the house Om Wandy questioned me after Kak Laras came out of the room to bathe Rifqy.
“Did anyone hurt you there?”
I just answered by shaking my head.
“Then why were you crying?” I just kept quiet not knowing what to answer. I might have explained what happened that day.
“Makanya do not be stubborn, pake want to come to the wedding,” continued Om Wandy lectured me.
Om Wandy did not have time to question me yesterday because I suddenly did not feel well on the way home. After arriving home my fever got higher so I was immediately taken to the Hospital.
My condition was a bit dull but somehow I still felt something hurt. The feeling was so real that I came back crying. Really, it hurts a lot.
Stop missing people who already belong to others and learn to accept everything. But it's not as easy as when we say it.
Back to the start of the day even though the world feels very empty. It's not as beautiful as when I was with her. The places where we met really tortured me. Not just once, but I've been in and out of the hospital several times because I swallowed too many sleeping pills with high doses.
Until one day for the umpteenth time I went into the same Hospital and the Doctor who handled me shook my head every time I was treated there. My stomach is also having problems because I often forget to eat even not infrequently I do not eat all day without feeling hungry.
Only my body is alive but my soul is completely empty. It was not easy for me to face everything. I finally decided to leave the company. It's too hard for me to stay there because the good memories keep on looming over me without letting me calm down for even a second.
In addition, Kak Laras also supports my decision. Because if I keep working then no one will pay attention to my health.
“This company will accept you whenever you want to return,” said Mr. Erik after receiving my resignation letter.
I also say goodbye to my colleagues and there are even those who do not want me to leave the company that has made us a family. There were also those who persuaded me to stay but I was unanimous in my decision. A farewell cry dyed the office space that morning. Before leaving I left my home address for them.
The driver who was going to drive me was already waiting in front of my housing. I went in for a while to pick up some of my stuff that was still there. After everything was ready I went back to the housing for the last time. Then I got in the car and told the driver to get out of there.
Goodbye the most beautiful...
Your memories are so deep that they become a deep wound...
I hope I can survive these memories,,
The word life is like a spinning wheel, sometimes above sometimes below. But it seems my bad luck always makes me the one always at the bottom.
My tears are still crying for every road I walk. The path I was walking along with him when he insisted on driving me home to the city. It's like a nightmare come true. The memories are still fresh in the memory.
Well, I was crying and still crying after almost half a year. My condition is very chaotic, as is my health. I've tried to take sleeping pills every once in a while and that was not known to Kak Laras.
On a cold night after the rain that had been raining in the city since this afternoon, it made me want to break the silence. I picked up the guitar that used to be played by Brother Ardi. After that day for the first time I touched that thing again.
If happiness cannot disturb suffering, then I try to fight wounds with wounds.
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Dry my tears
Remembering about you
About us who are not stupid...
I used to dream
Mutually possess
In fact, it does not work either...
Relieve that time...
Let it be the past...
Remembering myself
Always in your heart
Always in your soul
Keep it in your memory...
I'll be you later
When night comes
Enough of us know
Dreams are witness...
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Song T2
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Listen to the song and read this chapter.
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