Longing Curtain

Episode 35's

"Not all apologies heal wounds"

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It's true, if the word sorry can't heal the wound. The proof has been several times I say sorry, but nil all in vain.

The warmth from him I did not feel, his cheer and silly behavior he was deep. I just rubbed my rough face, when things started going well there were always obstacles standing in the way.

I stared at the back of someone sitting next to my chair, unmoved looking at the phone screen endlessly. I was guilty of making him hurt. It turned out that day led me to step away from her. If it is my destiny, I will try to accept it.

Hachim...

I rubbed the tip of my nose a little. My nose just keeps getting clear fluid clogging my respiratory tract. Maybe the pool water yesterday is making me flu right now.

"Zahra are you sure you're okay? "ask Siska.

"I'm healthy, sis, just sneezing. Hachim! "

A sweet smile makes my lips grow. Siska held my shoulder with a worried face. I am lucky to have a friend who always accompanies me.

"From yesterday you sneezed your body is also hot do not want to go to Uks only?"

"I'm not papa, hachim! "i sneezed again.

"Not papa how? "

"No papa, anyways I want to do my job."

"If there's anything to say I'm yes."

I nodded despite the fact that the condition of my body is very uncomfortable. Moreover, the nose that continues to flow adds tightness in the nose may be the effect of soaking yesterday.

I looked at Hamzah he didn't care about me at all. I've made a big mistake that has kept him away. But am I wrong to expect him to forgive me?

I just smiled bitterly at the sight of it, I felt that something flowing in my face the clear colored liquid had changed to a deep red.

I rubbed it but it became more and more. The blood dripped onto the table I let it go, I stepped wanting to go somewhere even though my nose wouldn't stop. One drop two drops left marks on the floor. That's enough to give a trace of where I went.

I walked towards the back garden of the campus wiping away the small amount of blood that kept flowing. Choosing one of the benches for me to sit on, closed my eyes for a moment even though the blood continued to flow staining my hijab.

I breathe out slowly. After getting the flu now I'm having a nosebleed maybe it's all because of the soy sauce. I don't care how I look at this moment the strange gazes and blasphemies have comfortably sounded in my ears. Where was my best friend when I was in this condition?

"Remove your blood."

A single piece of tissue was right in front of me. With my eyes closed, I could still see that hand. Was he the one God sent to help me this time?

"no need. "

"Are you crazy? Your blood has stained your clothes, and it's dirtying the campus floor. Just make everyone worry."

I opened my eyes to see every inch of his face. There was a look of worry there but it turned out that he was only worried about the condition of the campus because of me.

"I guess you're different from the others, worrying about my condition. You are the same."

His expression became difficult to interpret. He leaned back on the chair while looking forward without throwing away the tissue instead he put it on my hand.

"You never told me how I could care? "

I just smiled wryly at her words. Maybe she could care?

"If I told you I wouldn't understand, what's the point? "

"Follow me! "

He held my hand I rebelled a little but my strength was not worth it.

I'm still confused about this guy's attitude, he's scolding me right now and he's pulling me for no reason. He tighter pulled my hand, making a slight pain in the wrist. Once I rebelled but he even tightened the grip. I followed his steps from behind.

He took me to a room with a peculiar smell of drugs.

"Sit down! " her word.

"What do you care?! "disputing.

"Don't say much, just do as I say! "

I followed what he wanted to take the medicine box, cleaned the rest of my nose and gave him a little medicine to stop the blood from flowing. Closing back the medicine box and melting it on the nightstand then looking at me.

"I'm going to class, "I got up from my chair and stopped my steps when he was on the doorstep. "Thank you, "I said.

I walked through the school corridor all eyes looking at me strangely. Perhaps disgusted by my appearance of bloodstains on my hijab, but I did not give my purpose to only one class.

I expected too much attention from him, in fact he was just plain ordinary to see blood staining the floor. I smiled faintly, at a time like this, someone else even made a curse on me. I'll get the bag right away.

"Zahra why are you? " Siska stopped my steps, I smiled faintly.

"I'm not papa, "i said leaving him in class.

I went to order ojol and rushed to the house. Honestly, my head is very dizzy, maybe a single fist can shake my defense.

I lay down on my soft bed, changed clothes that were stained with clean clothes, pulled the blanket and hid inside. I didn't pay attention to college when there was still one subject I thought was just a break.