Longing Curtain

Episode 36's

"May happiness cling to me and sorrow disappear from my life"

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It hurts when you hate someone. Am I wrong to hate someone for hurting me? The pain continued to feel especially if I was faced directly by him without hesitation I would leave without a word. Let alone meet face to face I refuse.

I just stare at the window of the room, occasionally wriggling around looking for the most comfortable position. It's not that any feelings of guilt continue to envelop me. It's been 3 days I don't argue with each other Hamzah he's silent and I just cursed myself.

Even today I did not go to college it was hard to leave the bed. Tired if Hadus apologizes but does not care. There used to be people who hated me for a long time what now Hamzah would do the same?

"Dek out there is a guest, meet gih."

I turned to the source of the voice, listless when to answer the question Fahmi but tumben today Fahmi neat.

"I'm not feeling well anymore, brother, "i said.

"No reason to wait here."

With lethargic steps I walked into the bathroom cleaning myself.

Wearing a navy blue shirt below the knee with loose satin pants made of blue dongker with matching hijab polish a little make up to cover my pale face. A smile rose on my lips looking at the face that now looked happy despite covering the wound.

" Oh beautiful sister brother, "sister Fahmi menoel my cheek, I was furious did not know that his sister is canker sores.

"Yaudah we go down, everything is waiting, but before that close your eyes first, "said Fahmi.

"Closed-eye? Make what? "tanyaku.

"Just follow it."

Brother Fahmi hooked the black cloth into my eyes, making my gaze blur.

He held my shoulder giving me directions where this leg should go. It is a little difficult to walk especially with eyes closed like that. My brain is thinking hard what's going on with today. Everything feels weird.

Down the stairs one by one despite almost slipping but soon caught by brother Fahmi. After feeling down the last rung of stairs, the surface was flat I could be sure I was already on the bottom floor. Fahmi stopped my steps.

"Now open your eyes."

Fahmi took the black cloth out of my eyes. I blinked a few times normalizing my gaze.

"Happy birthday to Zahra! "

As my body stiffened, haru saw the beautiful scenery in front of me everyone had come filling my family room.

I turned to look at the man in the front row carrying a large tart. There was no look of hatred on his face only a smile that always adorned his face. I'm so suspicious is all this just fabrication?

"Happy birthday dear, may it be better, added pinter, brrbakti to the parents and certainly can reach your mind, "said mama beside me pecking my head and hugging me.

"Thank you ma, "I return his wounds.

"This is a gift from papa even though it is not how you receive it. But don't open it now, " said papa. I am excited to accept and thank you.

"Sorry brother also yes dek already cuekin you a few days, yes for the sake of smooth plan, " he said cengengesan. I'm just pouting.

"Happy birthday Zahra may a long, healthy life always, filial piety to the elderly. Lacking her bucin do not cry so strong women do not give up easily. I'm sorry I've been so bad you followed the plan anyway, "he said handing me the birthday cake, I stared intently at him.

"Thank you, you evil Zah lied to me like that. I'm kesel! " i said hitting his field softly.

"Sorry ra I will also not like this if you do not follow your brother's will. "

My movements stopped and stared intently at Fahmi's brother he was just a whimper. I will give you revenge later.

I stepped towards the table that had been decorated in such a way. Put a birthday cake and ask for a prayer accompanied by a happy birthday song. The first piece I gave to the mother, the second piece I gave to the father, the third piece I gave to that obnoxious brother Fahmi, and the fourth piece ...

I looked towards Hamzah he smiled, no-no! Someone needs more. I circulated the look looking for the whereabouts of that person did he not come to my birthday?

He was in the back row I approached him through the crowd stepping towards him. She was a little confused as to why I approached her, but this was the best way to repay her kindness.

"Thank you for coming, this is a thank you note because you helped me that day. "I thrust the cake towards him with pleasure he accepted.

"Thank you" he said, smiling.

The event continued after cutting the cake continued with some games and also did a dance. Classical music adds to the romantic atmosphere.

I sat in one of the chairs enjoying this delightful dessert. Hamzah approached to occupy the same seat but in different directions.

"Is the story still bad?"tanyakanya.

"No, "I'm short.

I got out of my chair and saw all the guests enjoying this little party. I saw someone sitting alone with no friends at all maybe the theme was busy dancing with the others.

"Hey, just alone. "

"Yes." Yeah."

"why not dance? "

"No interest. "

"Thank you for helping her that day."

"No problem. Next time if there's a problem solve it well don't make a hasty decision."

"Will I remember his advice, your relationship with Siska?

"It's normal" said Hafids.

"Hurry to make your decision do not hangin, Siska is willing to refuse the guy who shot him for you" I said.

"Who? "

"Sister Fahmi, "His eyes were round in disbelief while I was ordinary.

"Sister Fahmi? So Fahmi likes Siska too? " His voice was like a broken can making everyone turn their heads towards us.

"By the way don't be concerned about it later, "my spirit.

"Heheh, sorry. "

"Judah I stay first yes "I stepped away from that table.

Along the way Hamzah just looked at me, indeed I do not want to talk at this time. Just revenge anyway nge prank all right before.

"You wanna dance?"

The outburst of my hand made me look up very eager for me to return his hand but my ego was blocking him.

"Dance alone" I said walking away.

I approached Fahmi who was sitting pensively at the table. Looking softly at Hafids and Siska dancing together while she was alone.

"Will you dance?"

"OK the deck."

Fahmi and I danced together, occasionally glancing at Hamzah who grumbled in annoyance. Let him feel the taste in cuekin.

The dance is over I approach my friends at the dinner table including Siska. Embracing tightly with a smile.

"Thank you for the surprise I like" I said.

"Either. Btw during the birthday yes ra, moga cepet soan Hamzah," Nara chuckled.

"Goddess? Don't want to ah."

"Loh why? This birthday idea is also from Hamzah loh. "

"I was so alone with him, when I was lied to like that."

"Kan for the sake of smooth plan ra. Yes, it's natural."

Although a little upset they still planned my birthday in such a way. I forgot the day until I didn't think today I was 19. The feeling of haru was arising again considering how they lied to me with his good acting.

I looked at every corner of the room. All decorated very pretty. Balloons filled the floor, flower arrangements were also installed at every corner. I can hardly believe if this is a dream or real.

"Zahra happy birthday yes, hopefully in the future for the better."

Aunt Desi approached me spontaneously I hugged her tightly.

"Thank you aunt" I said.

"Now, a gift for you."

Aunt Desi smashed the black box on me. I am glad to receive it.

"Mama Zahra, Ara also has the same gift as mama."

Ara grit spoiled in my hand, I lifted her body and sat her on my lap.

"Thank you, Ara" I said.

"The evil father ma, when Ara can't meet mama yesterday. She said she was busy" said Ara.

Maybe for the sake of carrying out his act Hamzah lied to Ara. I pinched his gnarled cheek and kissed him slowly.

"That's it?"

"Huum."

"Ara let's eat Ara's favorite jelly."

Aunt Desi sticking out her hands was immediately greeted by Ara.

"Zahra, auntie go there first."

I nodded to pull over the gift. Happiness continued to envelop my feeling of seeing people huddled in the living room. Only one person has not given a gift today.

"Zahra."

I looked up at her face. The face I have longed for her existence. Which disappeared a few days ago.

I moved on from the sofa, however I was still annoyed by his attitude of lying to me. But my hand was immediately stopped by him.

"Wait, I want to talk" he said.

As a result I mengaburut and put my weight on the sofa as well as him. My face pouted when it was still close to him.

"Still angry?"

I glanced at him, he raised one of his eyebrows while glancing mischievously. How not to get angry try?

"You think?" my tukas.

"Udah dong, it's just a lie" he replied.

"It hurts, plywood!" my ketus.

"I'm sorry, promise not to do that again. Don't you miss your mom?"

The plot!

One loud tell right about his head. She grimaced while I laughed out loud to avenge my annoyance.

"Okay, ra sick," ringis Hamzah.

"Biarin, did I call your wife mama?" my answer.

"The candidate."

Blush, my cheeks blush with a single greeting. Why is it easy to melt if in woo?

"Why are those red cheeks?"

"Bited by a mosquito" I said.

"This is a gift from me received ya."

Hamzah handed me a small, moca-colored box. I enthusiastically accepted it.

"Thank you."

"Where are your hands?"

"Make what?"

"Here."

Hamzah pulled out my hand, pulled out the thing in his pants pocket. Tying that thing tightly to my wrist. I smiled wryly looking at Hamzah's attention this time.

"Thank you. Why do you give me a bracelet?"

"Let's always take it with me" he replied.

Although the bracelet isn't how happy I got from it. Hamzah smiled at me, my cheeks blushing for some reason I was so happy today.

"Kesana yuk," he asked.

"Where?"

Without answering Hamzah pulled my hand. In the living room everyone was sitting quietly while I was still in Hamzah's grasp. I'm embarrassed when all my jokes are weird.

I positioned my seat next to Fahmi's brother in the front position. Fahmi nudged my shoulder, I was astonished by everyone who turned weird.

Hamzah seized my eyes, he sat in a chair holding a guitar in his hand. Take the mic to put next to it.

"Consider everything, sorry to take your time. I'm here to apologize for my unpleasant attitude towards Zahra the other day. I did this to make the show work. And for Zahra, happy birthday, hopefully in the future it can be better."

The screams from the people behind me embarrassed me, let alone looking at Hamzah like that.

"To make up for my guilt, I'll sing a song for Zahra" Hzah said.

I was embarrassed, and everyone was shouting my name.

'If it's time to arrive'

Just one line of lyrics has made one village stir. The red hue on the cheek I can no longer hide. Biting the lower lip and looking down, even though the heart wants to scream.

'I want you to be my wife'

Full emphasis on the last word makes the people behind me more and more violent.

"Cie ... Zahra baper."

"It's romantic."

"Hamzah proposed to Zahra?"

"It's that too."

More or less like that scream from them. I just turned a glance not strong linger continued in flattery.

'Walk with you in the heat and rain

Run around and laugh'

I live every song lyrics, whether it comes true or not I don't expect more.

"Generic ... When papa halalin mama."

The sound of Ara's crying disturbs Hamzah who wants to continue the song. I turned, Ara was crying and trying to calm down but she just kept crying.

I patted my own eel, this time Ara thwarted the romance. While others are in a state of strife, they may hear the names mama and papa from Ara.

Failing the event, Hamzah immediately got out of his chair and carried Ara trying to calm him down.

"Generic ... When did you marry your mom? Ara wants to sleep with mom and dad huwa ...."

"Ara don't cry, we'll sleep three with mom."

Sleeping man. Not yet, I'm just trying to hold my shame in front of everyone.

"Eh Hamzah, the illegitimate also want to sleep together." Aunt Desi gnashing naughty.

Invite everyone's laughter. Whereas I just looked down embarrassed, Hzah casually said that without thinking about my fate.

"Here mama," call Ara.

"Mama here is Ra" I said.

"No! My mom should be here!"

With resignation I approached Hzah and Ara. Hamzah smiled wryly, while I cursed in my heart because it was being humiliated.

"Big brother, please take photos of dong."

Ara pointed at Fahmi's brother. Brother Fahmi frowned pointing at himself. Ara nodded, Fahmi immediately picked up the phone and photographed the three of us.

"Oh, it's like a family."

Mother looked at me smiling, I just smiled awkwardly in response.

Ara immediately descended from the sling towards Fahmi to see the results of the photo earlier. Ara prancing happily, Hamzah nudged my shoulders laughing loosely. I don't know if anyone else is embarrassed either.

After the failure of the romantic event, now everyone has left home. So did Hamzah who made me ashamed and died a flea.

I immediately moved out of the living room carrying all the gifts into the room. I was curious about the gift Hamzah gave me. I frown, book?

There was a letter that fell in boxes, slowly I opened it.

Dear Zahra

Happy birthday Zahra sorry I made your sprain yesterday. I give this book to you so that if you are sad again, you can write all your feelings in this book. And please, one day don't stay with me even if I ever hurt you.

I was slightly moved to read a small letter from Hamzah as if he knew I was leaving one day. I opened a small box inside the boxes, it turned out to be a small but very beautiful pendant. I looked down at the ceiling of the room.

God, I'm happy.