Longing Curtain

Episode 34

"If letting go is the best way, then I'll do it"

.

Since that incident, Fahmi suddenly quietly chose to sit alone and daydream about something unclear. He prefers to shut himself up in his room spending time listening to cranky songs on his laptop. College is often neglected, tasks are neglected. His eyes were like he had not slept for days. Like my brother's first heartache.

On the other hand Siska also did the same thing, silent a thousand languages. Who usually babbles without pause now prefers to stop the activity. Time spent daydreaming, but once I saw him smile because of someone's reply. I don't know for sure, every time I want to see is always blocked by it. If they are equally upset, why are they not alone?

"However continue, do not want to encourage me to play basketball? "

I turned to look at the person on my side holding the basketball in his hand. Laugh inwardly at Hamzah who wants to play basketball in the campus cafeteria.

"When were you there? "

"Since then, anyways nglamun aja zhain me dong, " he said.

"What zamatin? "

"Main basketball, "he said.

" You wanna play basketball in the cafeteria? "

"You're afraid of the stinginess of ra, the basketball court period is said to be the canteen, "

I spread my eyes out to the other side. Sure enough I'm on the field, but how did it get here?

"Judah there playing, "I said

"The other guys all rest, ra, when I am alone, "he replied.

"Yuk I'll go, "take me.

"Could be? "

"You're ngremehin me huh? "

Immediately I snatched the ball from Hamzah's hands, ran from my seat and dribbled onto the field. My hands are very good at playing the ball avoiding the attack from Hamzah. Dribbling the ball here and there outwits Hamzah's movement. One shot hit the ring, scoring one number. It worked! I cheerfully stick my tongue out at Hamzah laughing mocking him.

He won't lose the ball I'm on. It seems like he's avenged my actions just now. Tired of being tossed around by Hamzah. Suddenly my ignorant idea appeared pretending to fall in front of him in order to grab the ball.

"Oh, "ringisku.

I was holding onto a knee that didn't hurt at all. Taking out my main style of puple eyes and looking at her for a moment. Then what's the response? He laughed out loud, failing my plan!

"You if you want to act, don't be the same as me, don't work! His eyes are on the deck, "he said.

I was furious at Hamzah's mediocre response. Looks like my acting doesn't work for him. Immediately I got up wanting to take over the ball, but every time I failed. I didn't lose the idea I was blocking his left leg causing him to drift to the ground. Free moving ball I immediately picked it up and put it in the ring, it worked!

"Where zah, I'm great, no, "I said.

"You cheated ra, "he said.

When my laughter broke, seeing Hamzah fall, he got up and walked towards me. But my gaze is not on the person but on the nose that gives off red liquid. I was worried that I would approach him soon.

"O Allah is Blood! " saying. He held her nose and rubbed her blood rough

"I'm not papa, "he said.

I immediately helped him to the edge of the field and gave him a drink. Au rubbed his blood continuously flowing, a sense of panic began to envelop my mind. What if Hamzah gets sick because of me?

"I'm sorry, I don't think I'll be rich. I'm sorry because of me you got hurt" I said.

"You're not wrong, I don't know"

That smile is still being revealed. But slowly the smile disappeared as Hamzah landed on my shoulder with his eyes closed. I was surprised to pat her on the cheek repeatedly but there was no movement . I'm getting scared if Hamzah why napa.

"Hamzah wake! Hamze! " i said many times but he never answered. My mind's screwed up trying to find help with who while there's no one here.

I just looked at the paled face, the blood still occasionally flowing. I don't care if the blood hits my shirt. What I was thinking about was how to transfer Hamzah to the Uks, whereas my body alone was not comparable to Hamzah.

"Reno! Helpme! " I screamed as Reno flashed, he immediately ran towards me.

"Please Hamzah he fainted" I said languidly.

"O Allah Hamza! "

He took Hamzah over from my shoulder, hooked one hand to Reno's neck and helped her walk. I wanted to help Reno but got a pat on her.

"Don't help me take care of you! " he said, I couldn't hold back my tears.

"I'm sorry I hurt him but can't I help him? "my words are a little sobbing.

"No, I can take care of it" Reno said.

"Don't you see Hamzah getting hurt?! I want to help her that's all! " My tone is rising.

"Didn't you see either! Hamzah is hurt because of you! Because of your carelessness! "

"Then let me take care of him, "I said again.

"No need, Hamzah doesn't need your fake attention."

Reno stepped away from the field leaving me sobbing. My body slid to the floor, condemning the stupid thing I had done. Hamzah got hurt because of me and now Reno hates me. My gaze blurred I began to feel heavy on my head, and finally lay on the floor.

The typical aroma of medicine disturbs my sense of smell. I slowly opened my eyes and was in class. Glancing towards the side Siska was already on my disish. Without further ado, I immediately hugged her, crying in her arms, all the emotions that I had been suppressing.

"Why you, ra? "

"Hamzah why? "

"So in-he fell and kept his nose bleeding, Reno scolded me and yelled at me sis. He said Hamzah doesn't need my sympathy sis, Reno hates me. I am a fool! " I hit my own head.

"Already ra, Reno must not hate you, maybe because of the emotions he said like that. Don't be sad, okay. "

"Later what if Hamzah hates me sis? "

"Will not believe it. "

I re-embraced Siska negative thoughts continued to overshadow my thoughts. If Hamzah really hates me I can't forgive myself.

Everything has poured home leaving me who is still dumbstruck to look at heartily considering the incident. Hamzah's bag hasn't shifted a bit, I know for a fact he hasn't come home at the moment. I kept staring at the door hoping he'd come then I'd make amends.

The sound of footsteps startled me, the man with gauze wrapped in his eel and his knee was about to pick up a bag. Walk towards his chair.

"Let me get it, "I said but was immediately surrounded by it.

"No need" He quickly moved on, and I followed him.

"Please forgive me zah, I know I was wrong but you don't act like this" I said.

"Then I have to behave how after you hurt me? " It feels like my mouth in the silence is unable to reply to Hamzah's words.

"Where are you? It's fine, right? Do we need to go to the doctor? " I diverted the conversation, dampening his anger.

"Keep that care, I don't need it! "

My heart aches, Hamzah's words are so heartbreaking. I stopped and he continued to step onto his bike. From what he said, I know that he hates me, but it's not like this.

My tears just escaped back in the eye pelukur just flowed. I lost my best friend and now he hates me.

He got on his bike, started the engine and used a helmet. Split the city streets and leave me nailing on the spot. Is this hurt when someone hates you?

"Dek why are you crying? " Without warning I immediately hugged the man standing next to me.

"You why? " I just shook my head.

He led me to the car opened the car door, I went inside. He's running his car. I still sob. There is no question from brother Fahmi maybe he understands my current condition.

I opened the door of the house circulating the view to the corner of the house, quiet like no occupants. I looked at the pool water looking calm as if forcing me to approach it. Throwing the bag in any direction and walking gontai towards the pool.

Water that seems calm does not mean always safe maybe in it there is a danger that is waiting. I was sitting by the pool dipping my feet into the pool. Looking at the moon that seemed to hate me. I stared at the pool like the water was able to calm me down.

Byurs....

I threw my body in the pool full of tranquility. My body felt a little bit of water. Still unable to treat my pain. I closed my eyes, forgetting everything that happened. My brother Sharif used to hate me for no reason and now the news spreads that he has had a moor. And now what will Hamzah be like him?

Over time my body felt the night air. Maybe at this time my lips paled occasionally I coughed maybe the effect of drinking too much water. My body became so light as if it had no more weight I closed my eyes letting what happened next.

Byurs....

I felt my body being lifted my eyes have not opened yet but I could feel a touch. A warm object wrapped around my body, my chest slightly pressed I spewed water from my stomach. Slightly coughed but lessened my tightness I opened my eyes catching the figure in front of me.

"What are you doing, Ra?! You can be fucked if you do that! "

Brother Fahmi snapped at me, I sobbed back to take a sitting position and faced towards him.

"Do you think they forgive you if you do that stupid thing! " I'm back to crying.

"If that's what you want, then do it!" she said, she stepped away leaving me alone.

I was stunned again and they didn't forgive me if I did this. Not only them but my own brother also hates me. I wiped the rough tears, I must apologize!

I ran into the room changing into clothes that were soaked. I passed Fahmi's room he just looked towards the window. I opened the door slightly closer to her hugging and crying in her arms. But immediately got a pat by him but I tightened my embrace.

"Sorry Zahra kak, "I sobbed, but he still flinched.

"Zahra was wrong, Zahra apologized, "I said again, but she was still silent.

"Please don't hate Zarhra brother, just they brother don't. Only the brother Zahra had. I beg you, hiks ... hiks, "I said resting at his feet. I vent all my emotions will big brother hate me as much as anyone else?

Slowly I felt the rubbing on my back that hand raised my body. My eyes immediately whistled with those pitch-black eyes. I hugged him right away.

"Sister isn't angry with you, sister is just upset with your way. You know that brother didn't help you? Surely you have floated there or not even breathing, brother is worried about how you were. You should know what to do and what not to do, " said Mr. Fahmi, I took off my arms and looked at him.

"Sorry Zahra kak made my sister worried, just thought that soaking can reduce the problem. Hicks ... Sorry brother, " said I.

"But that's not how, what problem do you have? Same story brother. "

"Hamzah hates me brother. "

"Couldn't you? "

I told the real story to Fahmi. He listened carefully.

"If he were your best friend, he wouldn't hate you. Trust my brother."

"Jaudah has gone to sleep, will be sick."

"Thank you, my brother has always supported Zahra"

I hugged Fahmi's second time tightly. True, said brother Fahmi not about the time that can change everything but we ourselves must think mature to dare to change ourselves.