Promise And Knit Asa

87. Is anyone coming?

Pov Nera's.

This house is so big, for me alone.

Is this what it feels like to be a widow?

There is no feeling, loneliness that hits, open-ended kangen, but not even together.

I feel a very lonely.

I was thrown into anguish without an intimate friend.

Dya, I wail once again.

If you were and still are alive.

Maybe this loneliness won't hit.

The turmoil of the body wants to be belay and dearest is increasingly becoming.

My normal woman, testing me to hope to be bought and fucked.

And I feel it so much how it feels.

In this house, I lay alone.

Emptiness of the heart, which is getting more and more gaping.

There's no place to complain, no sweat to lean on.

I want to be loved, O God.

Is a widow, like me meaningless?

Pov Author's

Nera's daydream at night is interrupted by someone's phone call.

" Alaikumussalaam"

"........"

" But tomorrow, I'm still in college"

"........."

" I'm trying to get there"

"........."

" Alaikumussalam"

After closing the connection from the phone earlier, Nera tried to call Nisa.

" Ashalamu'alaikum, Nis. Tomorrow night at Teteh's house, there's room three. Fill it with you. I'll let you go to mom and dad "

"..........."

" Tomorrow, Teteh pick you up huh"

Nera hung up again.

Returned with incoming message .

Anto

How about, dare to be alone? hehehe

You want to apologize, for your mistakes all this time.

You know, you do a lot of mistakes.

Maybe 'cause you haven't forgotten you till this second.

Nera replied to Anto's message.

Brother, forget Nera love Brother's wife.

If we are a match, and we have to be a match. Although stretched a distance, blocked by oceans, mountains and oceans, we must be met with a spacious heart.

But for now, Nera's heart wants to escape the hustle and bustle of romance. Aside from loving Bang Dya and all her memories.

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" Sister, what do you want from Laras now?"

The barrel coiled his hands to the waist of Anto who was standing, combing her hair in front of the mirror .

Anto let Laras slip on his body.

" Sister, you never get aroused that way, see Laras always wearing sexy clothes?" complained again.

" Laras, there's something you want to say!"

anto said diverting the conversation.

" Statsiun television and print media vying for touring programs and tourism"

"Abang as a journalist and a connoisseur of nature, motivated to make documentation of touring the archipelago, maybe Abang will return home once every 2 months" added Anto.

" How long? Take Laras too dong! itung - count honeymoon . Yes Bang?" laras said sulking.

Anto shook his head.

Because he is anxious, typical of the spoiled Laras and tends to be happy with instant things. And don't want to be complicated. Seen from everyday life in the pu house, Laras rarely went to the kitchen and helped Umi.

Baras, tends to enjoy reading novel books. Spending his phone pulse by calling with his friends.

Anto was a little shocked by the character that Laras had.

Undeniably, the youngest child of a pesantren owner, making him the most spoiled child in the family.

Everything must be practical, comfortable, and his wishes must be fulfilled.

Naturally, his character is famous and often emits emotions in place.

His life has always been served and easy.

Laras, surly looking at Anto's head.

Nera again refers to her emotions.

" I'm actually a wife, what's a Bang?"

" Why Brother, always make Laras disappointed and disappointed. What is the lack of laras? If Abang wants Laras will dress up pretty, so Abang is not ashamed to take Laras anywhere"

" It's not like that, but the path that goes through is difficult. Worrying that you can't. And you can't possibly let you in trouble. Comeon!" anto replied hoping his wife understood.

Barrel cried, he kept sulking.

Anto finally gave up and allowed Laras to come along.

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" Devil, Nisa, will marry Yaser. Yaser was very nice, butiii." said Nisa rolling on the bed in Nera's room.

" What's why? " said Nera while playing a hape, dab then he save just anyone.

" lisa. Doubt it!" seloroh Nisa while holding a bolster pillow.

" Married is not just a doubt. But throw that doubt away. Because the fact of marriage is precisely the beginning of knowing, the real courtship, our partner will be a reflection of ourselves . The house learns for life. Which we will never meet in any school. His teacher is our own, our own student. The test is our own couple. Our test results are random with our own partner. Years, decades, and until death pick each one up."

" Knitting that household, sweetness only monthly, the rest is a struggle for our lifetime to survive." Nera's advice to Nisa.

" Doubt in that goodness, is Satan's temptation. Because the devil will always whisper things that make themselves doubtful and finally be alarmed. Be kind, because God will not wrongly set our soul mate. Allah will not err in giving provision to any of his servants. And also fun and sadness. God will never be wrong. Rest assured, we cannot deny the birth and death of a man, but God has destined us to be the will for someone to be born into this world, in any way and with anyone. God will move our hearts to get closer to each other. Although blocked by oceans, mountains, continents and oceans. God will meet in the time, place, and person that God has appointed for us. Believe me Nisa, in this universe there is no such thing as coincidence, the creator has designed it in such a way. We're servants, just asked to live it." Nera added now while hugging her sister and reassuring her sister not to hesitate anymore in stepping.

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Pov Nera's.

I don't want you to be like me, regretting the things that made me doubt.

Yes, doubt the love of my faithful husband. Faithful in loving and guiding me, faithful in confronting my behavior.

I don't want my sister to experience stupid things because of the indecision that this self feels.

Love doesn't have to wait for the first sight, or have to date for years.

Love is simple, it never comes.

If there is a falling love, it is not the fault of God giving, but ourselves who never want to change themselves for the better. Because the truth is a good woman will be paired with a good man as well. And a bad woman will be paired with a bad man.

If indeed we have to separate, maybe we are not good and our partner is good, so that God unites good people from the side with others. And tell us to introspect, what mistakes and ugliness so that we can part with a partner who has been with us for years?

Now I understand, it's not the bad or evil Bang Dya. I am the bad one, I am the bad one against my husband.

So that I was reprimanded by the loss of Bang Dya. God told me to introspect with many and many more.

This chest tightness, in memory of the ugliness of my war against you, dear.

I want to repeat time.

I just want to spend time with you.

My best and sweetest husband.

Dyas.

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Author POV.

Nera, someone came to the house.

There are four people.

Sms from Siwi's mother on Nera.

Nera replied to the sms.

Who's mom?

Male or female?

Bu Siwi replied.

Two men, one old and one young. Seumuran.

Woman two, both are old.

Your father's age.

Nera replied again.

Why, what happened to their arrival?

Ibu Siwi replied.

We're talking about you.

Nera retaliated.

L am. Ma?

What's up, huh?

Mother retaliated.

You come here tomorrow.

The day after they'll be here again.

Nera retaliated.

Whose mother is it?

How come Nera is scared!

Mother retaliated.

Just at Mom's.

We need to talk seriously.

seriated.

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