Scratches of Destiny

Cruel Man

After the completion of the Maghrib prayer, while waiting for the arrival of the Adhan isya' I read the Qur'an even though only a few verses. After the Adhan had been heard in my ear I answered the Adhan, when the Adhan was finished. I immediately prepare for prayer Isya'. This time I do not wudhu anymore because my wudhuku that was not canceled. God is still holy.

After I finished praying, I climbed the stairs to my bedroom. I'm looking for the existence of a flat object that I used to carry around here and there, yes he's my mobile phone.

"This is it." I said after I found my favorite phone. Although I used to buy it at a price that is not much but it means a lot, with him it all feels easy. To exchange news can send a message or phone, can also video call if you want to see the face of the person we are missing. If any task becomes very easy, we just search on Google.

But use the phone wisely yes, many people out there - people are wrong to use their mobile phones. Many use cell phones only for personal enjoyment regardless of the risk.

I turned my mobile data back on, then opened an app that read WhatsApp. My main goal is to open the phone is always to the WhatsApp application, because only through that can I exchange news with anyone I want.

When the WhatsApp application I clicked, the notification began to race - the race appeared.

As I was busy replying to chats from friends, family, him, and others, I was struck by something that made me so sick.

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I have not healed my heart from last night until now, since last night nothing can restore my smile and laughter, at school, there were only fake smiles and laughter that I showed them all.

For a moment I wanted to let go of my sadness, but again - again there are things that make me sicker. It hurts more than anything, and in my lifetime I will never forget what he did. This is the first time someone has been able to make me so sick, able to make my heart scratched by millions of wounds. Even to death I will not be easy to forgive this so fatal thing, it concerns one's self-esteem. May all his words and insults turn to him or to his family, and may all the words he utters be turned to his children someday. Remember, God never sleeps and God is always just. God will repay man according to what he has done.

"What's all this time, like this is your job? huh!"

"What do you mean?" These words were spoken by a woman who was no stranger in my life.

"Don't dodge it anymore, I already know everything"

"What do you mean?"

"You cheated, right? Aye! Don't cover up all your rot anymore! I'm sick of hearing it."

"What are you talking about, where is the evidence if I'm cheating. Don't just accuse me if you don't know the truth."

"People don't know you don't deserve to be heard."

"I know everything. You're having an affair with your coworker, aren't you? Aye right?Answer!"

"Who said I was having an affair, who said it?" yell out the wrath of the woman

With ease the mad man spoke aloud a word that was not limited, "Basar you bendel*r, have no shame and self-respect. You're so despicable to be a woman."

"Women have no self-respect." Continue the crazy man

"What evidence? You have proof? No. kan. Shouldn't be accused if there's no evidence."

"There's no need for proof because I already know everything."

"Who do you mean?"

"The guy who used to always put coffee on you."

"Just pick up your coffee you said I was cheating on her? It doesn't make any sense."

"If he doesn't have a relationship, it's impossible to have coffee every day. Don't you dodge it anymore, there's plenty of evidence, cheap lady."

"Astaghfirullah just because of the coffee you still accuse me of cheating? da? Only a foolish man would accuse his own wife of cheating just because of regular coffee. Until you say I'm a cheap woman."

"There is no boyfriend who does not put feelings on women if every day he always drops coffee and snacks on you. Surely you and he have more relationships than friends, I know that. So don't try to cover it up again."

"Now your workplace is deserted? the stitching order is just a little less crowded than it used to be. Aye right? Haha. That must be because the employees there always sell themselves to any man just like you who does not have the slightest self-esteem as a woman. You're a prostitute*r, you're a cheap woman!" Shouted the wrath of the brengs*k man.

"Look tomorrow, I'll finish the man in front of you and also in front of your bosses and co-workers. I'll never stay silent cheap woman. You are a cheap woman and will remain a cheap woman forever. Your pride is often bought by other men. I'm sick of seeing you, you're a prostitute*r." The heartless man spoke with great emphasis and threat. With wrath and intense emotion, he kept saying the words "Pelac*r" to the woman.

"As far as you want to say what. The important thing is that I've tried to be honest with you, whether you believe it or not is your right. But remember, God always knows what is wrong and what is right. I said honestly there's not the slightest lie."

"You want me to explain everything I'll never believe your foul words again."

"Look at tomorrow I'll finish that guy off and you'll finish me off. Wait for your death hahaha." The man spoke like a demon-hearted man. Not having a heart.

"You know I don't like being played around like this, you're the cheap woman I've met. You're a prostitute*r better you die soon, leave this world along with your foul behavior." Further

"As much as you want to say anything, I'm tired of explaining. It's free for me to explain that if there are no results, there you become. You are like a man who has no heart. I swear by the name of Allah SWT, if I had cheated on you, my part v would have rotted away. But if it doesn't. Then you will bear the consequences of your senseless slander. Remember that." The woman spoke on the sidelines of her sobbing that made her chest tight and this maki's scorn will remain in her memory, never will she forget these painful words for the rest of her life.

"I now know why lately you've always been indifferent, indifferent to me. Even to chat you always try to avoid, it turns out this is the reason. You cheat with your own co-worker, even every day you always want to ask for help to buy him coffee. I didn't think about you. You're brengs*k. It's free for you to cry like that, it won't change things. What are you crying about? That guy you're crying about? Da? Stupid, women have no self-esteem. Mending you die after your husband."