Love In The Wound

Chapter 40

At about ten in the morning, the atmosphere looked very harmonious. There Dikha returned to meet Naima the idol of the heart.

Pov Dikha's

I set my foot on a somersault towards Naima's house while remembering the hospital incident. Bang Rohman's family is very kind, they seem to love Naima and her son sincerely.

It hurts this heart to remember the memory, so I decided to leave without saying goodbye first. It didn't occur to me what Naima's family thought of this cool me.

Now, I'm determined to ask her about our next relationship. Although I know, it seems that Naima's father disapproves of my presence. But I felt that I had to fight even bigger from now on and rightly coincided with his son's suture.

To prove my sincerity to Naima,

wasn't easy. The love I've saved since I was in junior high school may not end up losing.

Nai, don't walk away from me because it hurts

Chaotic thoughts and feelings go hand in hand, feet getting heavy. Thinking of Naima's father's response made me a gamel.

Come, Dikha. Be assured that God is with you.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim...!" all in the name of Allah. No strength except his help.

On the doorstep, I raised my right hand to knock on the door. On my left contains a few hands. Hopefully what I bring can be useful for them later.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Assynn...!"

"Wa'allaikum...!" Naima's mother welcomed me. I was so happy to see him smiling so kindly at me.

"Son Dikha, come on in! please sit here!"

"Thank you too, son. Pakek bothers everything. Let me make some tea for a minute!"

"Yes, ma'am" I replied slowly.

I went to every corner of the house, hoping that Naima's voice or the baby's could be heard from outside. This longing is very deep, all this time I refrained from meeting him. All that I did so that Naima could rest comfortably.

Although many times I also saw Bang Rohman often come with his luxury car and a lot of luggage.

For the size of matter to be honest, maybe my current state is not worth it. Let it be, whatever the end result will be. At least I no longer regret that Naima did not choose this despicable man.

"Mas, sorry to be alone. Dad and Bang Gino are gone again." Pucuk loved ulam also arrived. Apparently Naima who appeared with a tray containing a glass of tea and cake accompanied by a sweet smile.

This heart rumbles, my heartbeat is irregular. It paid for all my longing after seeing his face.

Naima served the tea and cake, and sat down beside me. He kept smiling, but I could read that there was a puddle that often fell there. Maybe he was still confused to make the choice of his heart until the thought interrupted his time.

I felt sorry, afraid that later he would fall ill and suffer the consequences.

"Tell...!" call me lirih

"Yes, Mommy" she answered looking at me.

"I'm sorry, if I ruined your life. You must have suffered so much, Nai," I said with regret.

"Why did Mas Dikha say that, I was the guilty one, Mas. Because of my parents, I hung up our relationship" said Naima sad, instead I was haunted by feelings of guilt.

"Nai, if indeed you do not love, Mas. No papa, it means we're not a match, right?" I have confirmed this relationship because my statement has been represented.