IF YOU ARE A FOOL

Your wounds are also My Wounds

Finished dinner, Siska and I did not go back to the Pavilion.

We know enough ourselves not to 'after eating home' let alone ummi at home at this time.

The three of us continued to talk about pesantren, religious knowledge, and life experiences. This is quite interesting than having to entertain others. Especially if it's about ustadz Billal, I feel reluctant to listen.

Until the hour hand showed eight o'clock passing, Siska and I decided to return to the Pavilion house.

"Sis... after this you want to do what? " ask Siska as soon as we enter the house.

"job job, why Kay? "

"hehe, I want to call Dian" I said with a grin.

"hemppp, am I being kicked out of the story? "

"uh, not that. I brisik, so disturb dew" with the front I explained so that Siska did not misunderstand.

" yes, I will wear a headset" he said while taking the bag he used to go to campus, then out of the room.

I called Dian, to tell her what I promised.

It turned out that there had been 3 missed calls from him before. He's really waiting for it.

Direct calls are answered as soon as they are connected.

"aish.

"greet Kayra first" Dian reminded.

"uh yes, assalamu'alaikum" replies the conversation from the beginning.

"waalaikumsalam warohmatulohi wabarakatuh" he replied steadily.

"very complete"

"iya dong, greetings are prayers. The longer the greeting, the longer the prayer.

My prayers are always for you, Kayra"

"aisht. yes, believe dew"

"i've been waiting for your story from yesterday"

"yet from yesterday, I'll see you just now"

"yes, but your sadness is from yesterday. I can't sleep, I think"

"ecie, think I'm sad? what else is jealous? "

"you yeah, so I like to tease I gini anyway.

Honey is not halal, it's halal it's over you"

"hawh... used up? can it run out? "

"kissed ugly sampe"

"whwhwhwhwhwhwwhwhw" I chuckled with laughter.

"you're brave, you're so sorry a thousand times" I continued.

"i'm telling you that it's kosher Kayra"

"yes already si, halalin ayok" I dare to tease Dian like gini, if met must be embarrassed.

"you dare to marry now"

"well, nantangin"

"kalo is brave, why taught same marriage ustadz Billal rejected? " Ah Dian, again joking, even mentioned a name that made me badmood.

"would I want to be with you, not ustadz Billal.

Ah uda ah, do not need to mention that name" I become less excited if it has been connected with others.

"iya-iya sorry. Don't be so lethargic.

Ayok story yesterday, why can cry until rich so it"

The word 'sorry' that always comes out of his mouth when after making a mistake, which makes me even more captivated by it. Although, it sounds like the word 'sorry' becomes a dime, but it is important. The minimum to show that we admit our mistakes.

"sister Jo" my words stopped. There's a little fear, is Dian going to be mad at Joe's sister? or will it disgust me for touching someone else?

"he why? "

"but.... "

"but why? "

"i'm afraid of stories? "

"fear of who? "

"with you, same situation"

"Kayra, story now or am I going to the boarding school right now? "

Dian's assertiveness made me even more afraid. Should I complain to him? is this the exact place I complained?

**hsihsgdirjrowhahygsowosjssusj, operator's unclear voice because the phone just disconnected.

The next minute there was a loud noise ahead. At first I thought Father Yai and the others.

Unexpectedly, it turns out Dian really came to see me.

"Assalamu'alaikum Sis, could you please call Kayra? I've permission the same madam earlier" Dian's voice came.

Not waiting for Siska to call, I'm out of the room.

This desperate Dian, my feelings are mixed. Between not feeling good with ummi, refusing her son even close to others. Arrival time is almost nine o'clock. It's also not good that Father Yai and Ustadz Billal suddenly came.

"relax it. I have the same permission ummi. I told a friend from college, there's something important to discuss" I was a little relieved to hear Dian's explanation.

Maybe ummi does not memorize with Dian, can be lied to. But ustadz Billal, of course he understands what is going on.

aarggh, why are you stuck in this situation anyway???????

"Kayra, what are you thinking? "

"ewh. anu"

"you why the hell?

you still believe in me, don't you remember our promise, right? "

I nodded

"yes story"

"i'm confused about what the story is"

"pull your breath, relax, read the basmalah. I'll always be there to hear your story, whatever it is"

"i'm angry, I'm disappointed, I...... "

"sama who? "

"just like myself.

Maybe I'm too stupid, always trying to help others, not knowing it's me who can doom myself.

With all my might I gathered the courage to tell the story of the moment.

With all my might I held back so that my tears would not fall back. It's like repeating time, dejavu.

Dian heard my story well, occasionally he rubbed my shoulder. Maybe with the intention of strengthening me.

Every now and then I see Dian's facial expression, which is getting more and more angry there.

"jerk Johan" was a short sentence that came out of Dian's mouth several times, but I could hear.

Until I was done with my story, Dian looked at me tenderly.

"Kayra, you're a good man. Even you are too kind to be treated like that by Johan.

No matter how good your relationship with Johan is, I ask you never to see him again. At anyone's request"

"Kayra Princess Al Mayra.

If all possible, I would very much like to justify you right now. So that I can always take care of you. So that no one else can hurt you"

"Kayra. I really want to embrace you. Strengthened you. Calms you.

Kayra..... What can I do for you? "

"you don't have to do anything. You want to hear my story and stay with me, that's more than enough"

"what is that depression Johan, to do something like that to you? "

"well, I don't want to know anymore.

Maybe this is also my fault, which is too compelling to want everyone to be equally happy.

I'm basically a nobody, I don't have the ability to make that happen"

"one's happiness is the responsibility of each Kay, you do not have to bother thinking about the happiness of others if you yourself are hurt.

I'll make the same calculation as Johan"

"Dian.

What happened to me was a lesson to me.

He's been hurt enough because of our togetherness. Don't give him new wounds"

"Kayra, even when you're hurt by her, you're still protecting her? "

"that's not it, I just want it all done.

If you care about me, love me, please don't add to my burden.

I've been hurt enough. I'll all be done. Yesterday was the last time I met Jo's sister.

And the current malai, I will learn to think of my own happiness"

"promises...... "

"yes promise, as long as we are always together" I also try to smile, a little competitive, hoping to be able to fade the anger on Dian.

"may I kiss your hand" What kind of request is this??? but I'll allow.

In his hand held me tightly and kissed him at a glance while saying

"may Allah be pleased with our same feelings"

Then he stood up and swept my head "just now, you're fine. I'll go home first.

At exactly nine o'clock in the evening Dian said to go home. I'll take him to say goodbye to ummi.

Until Dian left the boarding gate, it was fortunate that Father Yai and his entourage had not come.

I went back to the pavilion house and entered the room. Then pick up the phone and continue the conversation with Dian.

Where is Siska then?

Ah I don't know, that certainly won't be lost, son.

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TB