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S1 | Hearts injured

'I once held someone tight so as not to leave. I used to humble myself so as not to lose it. I begged him to keep the relationship going. I once mentioned his name in each of my prayers with tears so sincere...'

'Yes, I once loved someone so deeply. Until I am awakened to reality, however hard I hold, the one who tries to escape will remain loose. Now I must draw up my heart that was scattered again after his passing. Crawling up again, of course with tears that often drip and chest tight when remembering...'

Ashila stared at the star-studded night sky, but all that beauty was unable to cover up the sadness and wounds of her heart that were too deep. Behind her cheerful and silly attitude, Ashila kept a thousand wounds behind her laughing mask. The man she loved so much was gone forever. The pain made Ashila have to rearrange her broken heart. In the midst of his struggle, came back a male figure who was able to treat his heart wounds. But in fact, the wounds that have not recovered are now broken more and more into pieces. Even the wound was deep, the man was sowing salt water over the wound that was about to break. From then on, Ashila shut herself down for a serious relationship with men.

"Cil, are you okay?" asked Nabila when she saw Ashila just looked at the sky with her blank look.

"Hm.. I'm okay! Why emang? Are there any signs of confusion on my face?" answer Ashila chuckled.

He always hid behind the word 'I'm fine', but in reality his heart had been broken. Nabila and Aisyah did not know the story of Ashila's past, but both can understand how Hancurny Ashila and Ashila struggle hide behind her happy mask.

"Cil, can I ask you something?" Nabila again asked and disperse Ashila daydreams.

"Pake nanya all you, Bil! Ask me, ask me a question!" Ashila laughed behind her wounds.

"What are you right now, Cil?" nabila's question made Ashila turn and stand up.

"How mean? I don't understand!" he tried to avoid that question.

"Ck! I mean, don't you want to connect with new people? Which must be serious with you, Cil. When will you live gini rich?You're not going to try to continue your love life?" Nabila approached his best friend and embraced him.

Ashila sighed, "Gue's fine, Bil. I am now what I am.. Hard to explain!" Ashila chuckles.

"Gue is now more to surrender and surrender. I don't really expect to be human, because people are easy to change. Try as much as I can, tired yes I rest. If the road is surely found. I follow how good the flow of God that is given to me. If I set up my own life, my life is getting messy. Anyway Bill, for me life is not just romance!"

Both of them were silent, the night wind that hit them both made them dissolve in their minds. Because every human being has a secret heart that only they know.

"These kids! I'm cariin's mother's also daritadi!" The arrival of Bu Halimah disperse both daydreams.

"Astaghfirullohaladzim!" the two who were shocked screamed.

"Not even Mak Haji! Not invited home not delivered! Acil shocked Ma'am" said Ashila.

"This is a child! What is this mother!" Ms. Halimah reached out to Ashila's ears, making Nabila and Aisyah who had just joined in laughing out loud.

Rooftop Alunara boarding house, that's where they are. (The cool language is rooftop, even though it is a place to dry clothes! wkwkb). They deliberately put up a tent there, just to enjoy the scenery or do office work that is not over.

"What were you guys talking about? I think it's so exciting!" ask the curious Miss Halimah.

"Mak Haji's habit, young talk! The old mah do not kepo," ledek Ashila made Bu Halimah roll his eyes lazy.

"Talk about the solitude of Acil, Mom! I don't know, until when this child wants to be a crocodile. Fad acquaintances doang, just make nemenin chating uh end to ghosting!" Nabila answered and made Ashila snatch annoyed.

"Jomblo fisabilillah time, Cil! You guys are after all very much the same life of Acil! Maybe he's rich now because he's traumatized against men. Aren't you, Cil?" ask Ms. Halimah.

The question struck Ashila in the heart, but she tried to cover it all up with laughter. But the three looked at Ashila with pity, Ashila's laughter greatly showed how heavy Ashila had been harboring all this time.

"Do you know what is the most expensive thing in the world?" ma'am Halimah asked and the three of them just fell silent while thinking.

"Time, opportunity, trust, respect, sorry and thank you. That's the most expensive thing in the world. Because not everyone can give time, give opportunities and give confidence. Not everyone can also appreciate, easy to say sorry and forgive, then not everyone can thank for what God has loved."

Ms. Halimah looked at the three affectionately. At their age, she experienced the same thing. It's just, he anchored his heart and chose the wrong person. Until finally, the relationship he once fought for had to be destroyed just like that. Ms. Halimah is tired when she has to fight without being fought. In the end, she was determined to live as a single parent for her two daughters.

"Mother, not everyone can do that. And I want to be a rich strong woman Mom! Can be sincere in living this life," said Nabila made Bu Halimah look at him while shaking his head.

"Who's your sincere mother?" Ms. Halimah's reply again made the three pensive. "Mom never let her go of our lives. I just had to and finally got used to it without her."

"Why keep getting rid of it, Mak Haji? Why not fight again to defend?" ask Ashila.

"Because it's not Mom, what she wants. My mother was a pity for her father's children, but he was not. She can't be fine without him, but she can be fine without Mom and the kids. Mom once accidentally hurt her heart once upon a time of emotion, but Mom kept trying to heal her wound. But now she deliberately made Mom hurt and cry many times, but she never came to heal. He went and chose to be with another woman. About fighting, I'm tired of fighting without fighting. Then why did you survive?"

There are many women whose souls are dead, but their lives still look fine. He continues to do activities as usual, even still putting his family first. But not a single person was aware and could see how shattered and terrifying his mental state was.

"God! Even on daydreaming!" The three gasped in shock, but they moved and hugged Ms. Halimah tightly.

"Just be healthy, my strong woman!" say all three in unison. It makes them unable to hold back the tears that pool in the eye pelupuk.

Ms. Halimah felt very lucky to meet the three. Their presence brings its own happiness to Ms. Halimah.

"Remember Mom's message, kids! Never run away from what hurts you, because it will hurt you even more. Don't run, but hurt until you heal on your own. Because in the end, time will be able to get used to everything."

"And about what happened in the past, thank you. Because of the past you can understand what you should avoid. Let's just say, the bitterness of the past teaches us to live much better and to be much grateful."

Happiness is the art of letting go of the bitter memories that have been past in the mind. The beautiful is only temporary, the eternal is a sincere memory only from the heart and the sincere only from the heart.

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