
"I don't know if this wedding rope will give me strength? Or it becomes something that will get me killed slowly. This bitter, bitter, and painful pain that I absorbed made my life feel useless. My consciousness was like a shadow that slowly began to leave me when the dark came. All that remains is an empty body. For my race was forced to die before it could be born." Andhira drowned in Daffa's arms and was swept away by the sound of her own heart.
"Dhira, I love you" said Daffa suddenly. The sentence was a simple one to pronounce, but so deep in meaning it sounded so lightly unraveled from his mouth.
Andhira let go of Daffa's embrace and turned to look at him. "Don't wrap your pity around the word love, Mas" Andhira pounced with a hard-to-understand look.
"Why, Dhira? Do you not believe in my love? Am I not worthy to say it? Yeah, I know I've hurt you a lot. It was my biggest mistake, and I accept the punishment now" Daffa said in despair.
"Mas, have you ever heard the saying that women are like mirrors? That's very true, Mom. When you treat it carefully, the mirror will reflect the perfect image. However, when you treat it badly, be prepared to see it crack, break, and maybe even shatter into pieces. You might be able to reassemble that mirror fragment. However, his reflection could never be intact again. So am I, Mas."
"Then, what should I do to make amends, Dhira?"
"I don't know for sure, Mom. Only time can answer. Fight if you can. Hopefully at the end of your struggle, I can still welcome you. If not ...."
"If it's okay, Dhira?"
"If not, let me go, my husband."
"No, that can't happen. Doesn't everyone deserve a second chance? Right?"
"Unfortunately, not everyone is still there when the opportunity comes again. As long as Mas knows, actually the opportunity always comes, he was negligent. Until the moment the last chance came, most people said that it was a second chance."
"What do you mean, Dhira? I'm getting less and less understanding. Are you saying that I've ignored many opportunities, so?"
"Are you offended by what I said, Mom? Be thankful for that."
"Why is that, Dhira? Explain to me!"
"Because it is proof that your heart is not dead. Don't let what I've been through happen to you, ma'am."
"What else is that, Dhira? Why do you speak enigmatic?"
"You want to know what's happening to my heart right now?"
"Tell me because I need to know!" daffa toilet.
"My heart is dead, my mother. I can't feel anything but hurt and pain."
Daffa began to feel a crushing defeat for all of Andhira's words. Now, he could only silently pensively think about all his wife's words. "I've been underestimating him all this time" whispered Daffa's heart.
***
In the room of Salamah. He was restless waiting for the arrival of someone he had contacted on the phone earlier. The look on his face looked full of anxiety.
"I'm sorry, Mom, Nindi's a little late" said the man.
Yeah, his name is Nindi. He was Andhira's first brother. Nindi has a family and lives separately with her mother, Salamah. As the first child, Nindi played a role in all matters concerning her family. Including, his role that contributed in matching Andhira with Daffa.
"Sit down first, son," said Salamah to invite the eldest child.
"What do you really want to talk about? It seems to be very serious, doesn't it, Mom?"
"It's about your sister, Andhira. Mother had just visited from her home" Salamah said.
"Lantas, what happened to Dhira, ma'am?"
"Mom see the situation is very worrying, son. His face was pale with an empty look. In fact, he was just quiet when Mom was there" Salamah explained.
"Don't you ask her husband, Mom?"
"Here you go, son, but he's just confused."
"Is it possible something bad has happened to Andhira, ma'am?"
"Mom asked Daffa the same thing."
"Then, what did he say, Mom?"
"She was just silent" Salamah replied as she showed a lethargic face.
"That's it, Mom. Later Nindi will try to talk to Daffa to find out. I don't have to worry, yes," Nindi told Salamah to calm down.
"Thank you, son," Salamah said with relief.
"Together, ma'am," replied Nindi.
The conversation continues. Until the time came Nindi said goodbye to go home to Salamah. Nindi also advised Salamah once again, so that her mother did not think too hard.
Back to Daffa and Andhira. In that room room, they were still loyal to his baldness. Until Daffa made an effort to make Andhira willing to accept his feelings of love. He had truly been rendered powerless by his own thoughts.
"I'll never let you go, even if it's just an intention, Dhira!" daffa toilet while covering Andhira's body.
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