Longing Curtain

Episode 17's

"feelings? Something that's keeping you away from me"

Sharif Maulana

SYARIF POV

I decided to get out of that room. I don't know what happened to me, I can say something that will make others hurt. Moreover, hearing the statement from the mouth of Kak bela. 'Zahra likes you' . Those words always filled the space in my head.

I didn't expect that to happen. Zahra likes me? Is it possible that it's true? I don't know how to be happy or hurt. I don't know if I have that feeling or not.

I stepped towards the mosque, trying to calm my heart and mind. Now that it's time to go, I almost forgot my duty. I take ablution and prayer. Trying to dampen my anger.

After my mind calmed down I decided to go back to Bela's room. I was thinking of apologizing to Zahra but it felt like my ego beat everything. That hatred again shuts my conscience.

I walked down the hospital corridor. Right in front of the door, I heard a cry from inside. Intention to enter I paused and chose to bring my ears closer to the door to listen to everything.

"Udah Zah, you don't cry and you're not wrong. About sharif later brother will talk to him"

The sound of stuffing continues to sound in my ears. I put my ears to the door listening to what they were talking about.

"No need to brother .. everything has happened I was too hopeful for Brother Sharif until I forget who I am"

Did my words hurt her so much that she said that? That means right my argument about him. I don't know if I have feelings for him or not. But if I return his feelings, it's the same as betraying my own sister.

"Don't say that. Sharif must have the same feelings as you. Don't be discouraged"

Bela easily said that, while she lay weak because of the woman in front of her.

"No brother .. only I have that feeling. He is fighting for others right now. I don't deserve to be compared to the woman he wants right now "

I was furious, wanting to feel like I went in and explained everything, but I always expressed that intention.

"And from this day forward he will hate me, but my papa will not accept it because it is all my fault. I can be relieved to see him happy. "

I started nailing at the front door. Started to digest Zahra's words just now. What does it mean that he encourages me to be happy with others?

"Zahra said yes, brother, Assalamualaikum "

I heard footsteps approaching the door, I immediately dodged. When the step was getting away I went in to see Brother Bela.

"sir ... Zahra why? "i asked when I arrived to sit in the side of the gurney.

"Silent, you think yourself "say Bela while closing your eyes.

I let him rest for a moment, I understand his condition now. The inner pressure and the mind, and I just made the mood worse.

I'm sorry brother!

***

"Son, I'm sorry you couldn't look after you "

Mother sobbed while continuing to hug Bela's sister. He chose to go out of town and leave his own son. Bela smiled thinly assuring that she was okay with my mother.

"Mom's out for a minute looking for a drink"

I nodded and Mom disappeared from before me. I approached the gurney taking a chair and sat down in front of him. Take the porridge lying on the nightstand that has not been touched in the slightest.

"Don't eat first "

I stirred the porridge and was ready to feed it to Bela's sister, but soon it was on tepis.

"Sister don't be like a little kid who has to be persuaded to eat!"

My jaw hardened my emotions the more I looked up at him who had not eaten anything from earlier. He just kept quiet without seeing my face at all. Until now I have been patient with it, but now my patience is unbearable.

"You shouldn't act like a child. It's easy to talk without thinking about hurting people or not!"

I stared hard at him. My emotions go up and down facing him.

"Why talk about it anyway?!"

He looked at me no less sharply while smiling wryly at me.

"You think?"

One word but success made my emotions run high. I kicked the gurney mad at his words.

"It's appropriate that he got it!"

I spoke again but did not stop his sharp gaze.

"Sometimes you'll regret it!"

"No way!" Sergeahku fast.

"We'll see, don't expect you to help someday. Hold on to your sister's words!"

I shrugged indifferently not caring about his words. Put the porridge on the nightstand and get out of the room. It is not sad if it continues to linger in the room I can vent my anger.

I lay down on the sofa in front of the hospital. Picking up the phone in the pants pocket sees a message in whatsapp app. For a moment of contemplation about the words of Brother Bela, how about later I really regret? Ah, it's impossible. I will never regret what I did today. Nothing will happen.

I saw the contact I had personally alienated. Opened a message from him, he last saw it an hour ago. Should I apologize to him?

POV END'S.