Scratches of Past Wounds

A match for Doni

A man just got out of his car half drunk. Open the door rudely without thinking if his actions disturb others who are resting.

Even though the wall clock has shown at two in the morning. It's time for people to fall asleep. But not with an old woman sitting with her tired face.

" As long as this goes on, son. Do you have to die first ? " The old woman's question stopped the drunk man's steps.

" Uh... I haven't slept, it's already night, ma'am ." Said the man in a voice made in such a way that the Mother did not know of his slightly wavering state.

" Are you drunk again ? Can the drink bring back Tiara and Rafa ? If you can, I'd like a drink too. " Say the Mother with a hoarse voice holding back tears.

" Sorry, Mom. " It is only that word that always comes out of his mouth, if it is faced with the mother.

" If forgiving you can lead you down the right path then I will forgive you a thousand times every day . But all free . Sorry I'm useless Ramadhoni. Continue, Son. Punish Mom until she comes to pick me up. I'm Sincere. " The old body finally stepped limped towards his resting place.

While the forty-year-old man was just stunned in his place. Not that he didn't want to change, but the habits that he had been doing for seven years were hard to abandon. Such is sin, if it is drowned in it, it is difficult to come out except for the soul who really means it.

Doni finally went into his room. Throwing his tired body on that cold bed. The day he spent just to work and have fun. That's what Doni did in order to shift the pain of losing his first love.

" I'm sorry, Rara ..I'm lonely...

Soon, my eyes began to close and sleep in his sleep. Doni slept in that alcohol-smelling outfit. With shoes on both feet.

That's how Doni is, losing direction and purpose. Lost in the beauty of the world. Looking for a distraction from her pain, but she forgot if there was still a better place to complain.

Morning without feeling. As usual Doni will not eat breakfast at home because it is usual to wake up late. With long steps he went down the stairs. His suit and tie were only attached to his arm. That's why it's his secretary's job later.

While Ibu Ratih can only see the departure of Doni without the intention to say hello or offer breakfast. He was already used to this situation and was already numb to the behavior of his eldest son.

Ten years is a long time to let someone go. If only Doni had done it the right way. But Doni just diverted his feelings and did not intend to learn to accept sincerely . As a result, he is stuck with the past and bad habits.

Long silent at the dining table, there was a bell ringing from the front door. For a moment the old face looked happy when it realized who the guest was this time.

" Askalabar, Buk. "

" Waalaikumussalam warohmatulli wabarakatu. Enter Ran. " Say Mama Ratih after answering the greeting.

" We go straight to the dining room, and accompany me to breakfast. " Continue while guiding the young lady into the dining room.

The young woman named Rania, she is the son of Ratih's mother's sister. He was also raised in this house. But since marriage she followed her husband settled in Kalimantan. And for one month Rania has been living in Jakarta with her husband and children.

The two women chatted while occasionally laughing and occasionally being serious. Long time no see making so many topics they discussed.

" What Doni has still not changed, ma'am. " Rania's question was only answered with a slit by Ratih's mother .The old face looked very sad when it came to talking about his eldest son.

" It looks like we should find Doni's handler, ma'am. " Said Rania.

" You mean shaman ? " Task Ratih's mother unhappy.

" Astagfirullah's... Mom, where might Rania play shaman, ma'am. Fear shirk. I mean Rania's wife, dear Mother. " Say Rania tickled.

" Ooo that. Mama kira's...Hah, but who wants to be with him, Ran. Although there are definitely women who will add to the problem . If not a woman duitan eyes must be a woman who will make Doni more lost. " Ratih's mother looked desperate.

" That's our job, ma'am. Find the right wife. The strong and the willing to help Doni to come back. " Said Rania.

" That means we should look for one like Tiara. " Add Ratih's Mother.

" It doesn't have to be, Mom. It's too hard to find someone so similar. If Rania thinks it's better to force her a little bit Doni. Because Rania believes that love will come by itself. " Rania was sure.

" Keep Mom then, Rania. Find a good woman, whose prayer is important to be patient. " Pinta Ibu Train with hope.

" Of course, son. Insha'allah. "

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A week after the talks between Rania and Ratih's mother, there has been no proper candidate for the future wife of Ramadhoni Aksa.

Ratih's mother can only resigned to the circumstances. His age was advanced enough to make him no longer have friends. Most of his friends have lived names. So Ibu Ratih can only expect Rania.

Rania was confused where to find a good woman for Doni . Having lived in Kalimantan for years made him lose contact with his friends.

Both Rania and Ratih's mother only hoped for Almighty help. Because if He wills then everything will be easy.

This afternoon Rania wants to participate in a study at the mosque near her children's school. So Rania went and picked up her son and went to school. With Adnan's permission Rania's husband drives his own car.

After listening to the study and performing Ashar prayers, Rania rushed to his car. He should pick up his son soon. Once at school it turns out the bell home has not rang and finally Rania waited on one of the long benches near the parking lot.

Before long waiting arrived a veiled woman sat beside him and greeted him.

" I'm sorry to interrupt, are you Rania." Ask the woman.

" Right, you know me ? Who is it ? ." Ask Rania back.

" I'm Aya, Al Kautsar High School .You remember ? " Say the veiled woman as she extends her hand to shake hands.

" Ayeah ? Light...really ? " Rania doesn't believe it yet.

" Yes, I'm the Light. Long time no see, yes. From the mosque I wanted to say hello but was afraid of wrong people. Thank goodness we met again here, so I dared to say hello to you. " They finally embrace each other .

The two friends shed tears. Moreover, Rania, the most sensitive and easy to cry.

" I didn't expect to see you here. Is your son in school here too ? Rania asked after letting go of the hug.

" Where can I pay for a school this expensive, Ran. " Answer Aya as is. " My son went to a public school near my house. " hereinafter.

" Oh, sorry Aya. I didn't mean to offend you. What are you still here ? "

" I went to the school cafeteria, picked up the cake . Small trading habits. " Say Aya with a smile.

" Ooo so yes. " At the same time as the bell came home sounded echoing.

" Then I say yes, Ran. Afraid the canteen's closing. " Aya hurried to her feet from her seat.

" Wait Aya, I'm asking for your phone number, okay ? " Rania handed her phone to Aya.

" absolutely. " Aya received the phone and typed her phone number quickly, then handed the phone back to the owner.

" I'm sorry, Ran. I stayed first, yeah. When will we meet again. " Pamit Aya is back.

" Okay Yes. "

" Asalamualaikum's...

" Waalaikumussalam's...

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