Hugging Memories

Still Worse

“Assalammualaikum,” greet Fano from the front porch of Nasyra's house.

There was no reply from Nasyra, he then slightly advanced one step and said his greetings again

It seems like he is still busy with his daydreams to the point of not realizing my presence here, Inner Fano.

 

“Assalammu’alaikum, Rara ..” The third time, Fano repeated the greeting and slightly raised his tone for Nasyra to hear his greeting.

 

“Wa’alaikum sa--..”.

The greeting was cut off instantly as Nasyra turned towards Fano. He was very surprised to see the presence of the man in his house. Will he accept Fano as a guest? Fano could only hope Nasyra would forgive him this time.

 

“Ra ...,” greet Fano, his voice sounds soft.

 

“Why come here?! Not satisfied to hurt me?!” nasyra snapped with a trembling voice. His chest was tight, his heart pounding heavily restrained his anger, considering the pain that had been tormenting him all along. However, there was a glimmer of love in the girl's eyes.

 

"I came here because I wanted to explain everything, Ra. All this time I've been tormented away from you. I can't, I know you're still angry and hateful about me, but please listen to me. This time alone," pinta Fano with a clear look and tone.

“Go!” throw it away with a trembling voice. Tears that began to pool in the eye patch began to escape flooding Nasyra's cheeks.

 

He kicked me out .. Yes of course it will happen. I had predicted him, he hated me so much. Even talking to me he was reluctant to look at me, his gaze focused in another direction, Inner Fano. He also could not see the reaction of Nasyra who hated him so much.

“Don't bother me again Brother. Go!” Nasyra continued to yell at Fano.

“Ra, just for a second, listen to me! Listen to all the truths.”

 

“Enough Brother! I'm tired" cried Nasyra with tears that began to pour.

 

“Ra, I love you so much. Comeback me. I beg ...” please Fano with his hoarse voice.

It seems Fano no longer cares about his pride this time, he continues to beg and beg for love in a girl he loves. His life is meaningless if he parted with Nasyra. Moreover, he was always haunted by a deep sense of guilt due to his actions.

“Kak, you know, right? I sincerely love you. But why have you been playing me all this time?!” finally Nasyra managed to say a sentence even with a sick heart.

“Ra, I also sincerely love you. I'm completely empty of living a life without you.”

 

“Lying! You know what that sincere meaning is?!”

 

Fano was silent for a moment, his mouth was locked tightly, his lips were unable to speak. Her heart ached to see Nasyra sob, her cheeks getting wet from tears that refused to stop.

It felt like Fano removed the circle and hugged it. But what power, Nasyra will definitely refuse and hate him even more.

“Ra, can you give me time to talk? Just for a second," Fano's pinta.

He began to approach Nasyra and tried to grab his arms, but he instead stepped back. Choose to avoid the man.

“And you! You're not just lying to me. But also she .. your wife! Do you realize what you're doing, Ha?!”

The trembling sound coming out of Nasyra's mouth could even hurt everyone who heard it. The girl was seen holding thousands of dagger stabs in her face, but she was still trying to toughen up.

 

“Rara ... Ra ...” Fano approached Rara and tried to grab her hand.

“STOP! I don't want to believe in you anymore, brother. You are too mysterious for me, too many secrets you hide from me. I don't want to be a fool anymore, I don't want to be lied to, and I don't want to know you anymore!”

Fano was silent, confused as to what to say. Seeing Nasyra cry and scream, he was unable to control it.

Why is it so painful to hear Rara's words, I can only watch her cry.

Hearing the noise in front of his house, a woman who was sewing inside the house immediately came out, making sure what happened.

“What is this?” asked Ms. Farida who came out of the open wooden door, she was Ms. Farida, the birth mother of Nasyra.

“Mother ...." Rara approached her mother, and hugged her very tightly.

“Bu, sorry. Sa—i ..“.

I'm afraid he'll be very angry if you know, I've made his son cry even worse within two months, inner Fano, inner Fano, he looked at the middle-aged woman with a sad look asking for help.

 

“Nak, sit. Speak well" Farida told her daughter.

 

“I want to go in, Mom. Nasyra does not want to see him again!”

“Yes already, you enter first. I'll talk to him.” Nasyra walked over quickly and closed the door violently.

He entered the house with a still sobbing cry, sounding heartbreaking, while Bu Farida, he invited Fano to sit on a chair not far from where he stands today. Fano reached out to shake as a sign of his respect.

“Nak, what's your name? It seems like I have never seen you," asked Bu Farida in a gentle voice full of patience.

“I'm Fano, Mom, I'm Rara's friend. Sorry, rather I am Rara's boyfriend," Fano explained, looking down.

"What's your purpose in coming here, son Fano?"

Although the tongue is heavy to say, somehow Fano can trust Bu Farida to help his problem with Nasyra.

“It's not too bad to interfere in your affairs, but Nasyra, he's my son. So please, tell me everything. Why is Nasyra like now?”

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