Heart Diary

1

Peaceful afternoon, the wind blows.

"Zura!"

I jerked.

Immediately I turned towards the voice that called my name. When I looked, I looked at the eyes with a pair of eyes that were looking at me sharply.

"Well! Letter broke up between us."

My blood roars hearing the lafaz from Airi's mouth. My tongue is too thick to speak. The tears that I intentionally endured from the shedding, were pooling in the eyelids.

I took the letter and kept passing. Step by step, the sand of the beach was broken. When I wanted to cross the road, a car stopped right in front of me, a long-haired woman, dressed in western style and mirrored black eyes protruding from the car mirror that was already open.

"Hi!"

I flinched for the whole time.

Amiza seemed to be smiling cynically.

"Goodbye to love!" amiza said in a satirical manner.

My heart is getting hot. Why should I meet him? I'm tersaman. My mouth is locked to reply to those thorny words. I could only look down and move without looking back.

"Later on, Zura!" Call Amiza loud.

I did not heed his call even the deliberate step I accelerated. Then the car carried by Amiza skated in my footsteps. Arrive at one intersection...

!!!!!!!

I rolled over and my whole body felt helpless. My eyes felt dark and blurry.

The calmness I still fail to meet at this time.

"Doktok, why am I here?" ask me as I wake up from lena and see a different environment than my past days. My head felt heavy to lift. My hands were wrapped and my feet were hanging at the end of the bed.

"You're in an accident, Zura," explained the young doctor, who had written Rashdan's words on the name sign in his uniform doctok.

I was shocked and tried to recall where I had gone before this happened. Uh! Where. I still drain the memory for certainty. Oh yea! Last night I went to the beach to calm my mind. Then I met Airi. Then it was with Amira.

"Patience, Zura. The person who violated you managed to escape," explained Doctor Rashdan while checking the record book in his hand.

I was silent for a moment hearing Doctor Rashdan's explanation.

After checking the record books, Dr Rashdan did not continue to pass. Instantly Zura's face was stared at like a person in confusion.

I can only nod. I don't know what else the young doctor will ask.

"You're..Is there no family here?" doctor Rashdan wants certainty.

I heard a question I never thought of. I'm pensive again. Should I answer the question honestly or in secret?

"I'm sorry, Zura. I don't mean to ruin the situation. I just want certainty because since you were admitted to the hospital last night, I have not seen anyone come to visit. Aren't you the one from here?"

Almost gasped I heard Doctor Rashdan's explanation. I am sad to remember my fate. What else when I was stranded like this.

"Doctor, I have no family here. Here I just live with my stepmother. My stepmother is always busy. Maybe he didn't get a chance to come see me." I explained in a slow tone.

I bowed after giving an explanation. I am ashamed to break the bandit that I have been through all this time. After I raised my face、I saw Doctor Rashdan staring in sympathy towards me. Let the weight of her sympathy be poured on me but the weight of suffering I am forced to bear in the journey of life that I go through everyday.

"I sympathize with you Zura. How's your dad?" ask Dr Rashdan again.

"Dad was busy too. I go home only once a month. Understand the work on the island," I replied while letting go of one heavy complaint.

After letting go of one-third of what I had in my heart, I began to feel guilty. Why should I tell you about this often-visited lucidity? I became sebak suddenly . I try not to share this with anyone else. Let me be with this piece of heart and this feeling alone that bears it. I have promised myself that I will try to take care of this bloody soul myself.

"I understand your feelings. Save your heart in the face of life's challenges and obstacles. Living with a stepmother is not as sweet as living with her own biological mother" Dr Rashdan said before leaving the room.

I'm tired of that advice. What is certain, my heart cannot be experienced by people who do not respond to situations like this.

In the quiet that came to visit I began to feel bored. Going for a walk out there, my legs can't be moved. Wanting to chat to get rid of the unrest, no one was on the side. Soon I remembered the letter I received last night before my accident. The black handbag that was on the side I immediately picked up.

I am still waiting for the light to shine on my days.

I opened the pink cover letter again and stared a second time.

....*Zura, forget all the memories that were created between us. For the five years we were dating, I apparently lied to my own feelings. We are not worthy to be together*...

I can't continue reading. My broken heart is getting ripped apart. Tears that began to fall with sadness soon swept over me.

Great intelligence shakes the feeling, I cannot reveal it.

The letter filled with thorns I immediately made a lump of paper. With a heartache, the memory of the introduction five years ago tried to throw away even though I knew it wasn't easy for me to do it. If I could create a memory nerve to remove this opening, I would but everything is impossible to do.

 

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