The Heart Of The Wife On Honey

Chapter 27 Confused!

Confused! that's how I feel right now. My heart is really in a dilemma to decide on a tough decision. Either I should accept it or reject it.

In this moment of broken heart makes me miss the figure of mamah and abi. If only there were still them my problems wouldn't be this complicated.

I decided to visit the tombs of abi and mama. I offer her the best prayer. May abi and mamah always be in the best place by His side.

Finished praying I fell silent staring at the carved two names that I loved so much.

"Bi Mah, Asthma is tired of all this. Even now Asthma is confused about how to live the life of Asthma itself. Asthma should not choose what Asthma wants. Asthma doesn't want to open this heart, Asthma is still too scared. Do momah same abi know! there's a man coming over who Asthma doesn't know. But he came to propose to Asthma, whether Asthma should accept it or refuse. If Asthma wants to say Asthma wants to reject it. However, the man threatened to continue to marry Asma by force. Even their uncles and aunts all agreed to the man's proposal but Asma did not want to. I don't know what the man promised my aunt and uncle that they all supported him. Tomorrow the man will come back and collect the Asthma answer. What should Asthma do Mah Bi, Asthma confused is really confused. Asthma does not know what to decide hiks .. hiks. please Asma Mah, "

I covered my face with both palms. Shedding all the shackling flavors. But I have to be strong, I cannot continue to depend on my family even if they accept me with open arms. I can't keep weighing on my aunt and my old uncle's mind, and I don't want to keep seeing them sad because of me.

I knew all this time they were pretending to be fine in front of me when they were so sad to see my life ruined.

I need to be strong and I need to be able to make them happy. Show them I'm okay.

I'm satisfied I vented all the feeling my heart feels a little plong.

I immediately left the burial area to Mr. Ojol who was faithfully waiting for me.

"Sir, can Laila play to my father's house?"

"By nenk, we go straight home."

I smiled at Mr. Ojol's reply who let me go to his house. I saw Mr. Ojol's wife standing up to welcome me. Maybe Mr. Ojol told me first.

"Assynolder, Buk? "

"Valaydreamsalam, Nenk. Come on in, "

I sat on a small carpet because indeed Mr. Ojol's house had no chairs at all. Even so, Mr. Ojol's simple house is very comfortable and makes me feel at home in the hands of this family. Moreover, the two children of Mr. Ojol are so polite to guests.

But there is one that I like again here, I like soup cuisine by the wife of Mr. Ojol. It feels good to get me hooked. The distinctive taste reminds me of my late mother.

I used to make soup just as mamah when I was lazy to eat.

"Buk later teach Laila yes, cook gini-rich soup? "

"Si Nenk can, mother-made soup is the same as other soups! "

"No buk, mother's soup tastes different. It reminds Laila of the late mama. Mama often makes Laila soup, "

"Do you know the recipe? "

In spirit I nodded with a smile showing my ginsul teeth with beautiful dimples.

"Bikinnya wear feelings and love. Whatever a mother cook though simple will feel delicious in banting food five-star hotel. The recipe is just one, use feelings and love until when it enters our mouth it will feel different because what makes it so, too, "

Degs...

I was stunned to hear the words of Mr. Ojol's wife, really Those words were like a slap to me.

If we cook it sincerely then the result will be perfect. And so too about life. Not how to do what we have to do but how we arrange the heart to be airy to accept everything.

Is not God a helper, why should I keep complaining about everything. I pray hard and sincere, everything will be finished.

I was too busy hating until I forgot how to forget. I was too busy complaining until I forgot to look for strength.I was too busy with this pain until I forgot how to be happy again.

It turns out I was stupid and lame, why I didn't realize it and kept busy with the pain until I forgot how to cure it.

"Son, I don't know what problem you're facing. I'm just saying, don't keep quiet at the same point. Go find the point where you can find your happiness again, "

"God is fair about everything, only we do not realize it. If you are being tested and feel confused with your heart and mind. Come to Him because He owns everything. Owners of pain, sadness, happiness, crying and disappointment. Ask what you want for your own happiness is not busy thinking about others who make you hurt. Believe me He will never disappoint his servant unlike us who often disappoint him! "

Again the words of Mr. Ojol's wife like a hard slap to hit my heart it feels painful and painful. I was so preoccupied with pain and hatred that I forgot that people around me were saddened by what I was doing.

I mourn so much for my grief that I bring my loved ones to feel sad.No Laila, you have to change the way of your life. Show that you're okay, show that you've forgotten.

Yeah, now I know what I have to do. I am not alone in this world there are still aunts and uncles and even my cousins who support me. I had to get up and show them that I was healed, that I was fine from the wound.

Instantly I smiled at Mr. Ojol's wife in the shade, as well as Mr. Ojol's wife looking at me with a look of affection.

Not in vain I visited the house of Mr. Ojol. Besides my heart and mind were much calmer, my stomach was full.

Ting ...

I checked my phone when I heard the notification sound of incoming messages. My lips smiled as I read Aunt Aisyah's message. I put my phone back in my bag. Before I save it the sound of an incoming message notification back.

I sniffed when I heard the notification of the incoming message not one but so many.

Ting ...

Ting ...

Ting ...

I knit my eyebrows together when I saw a hundred messages coming in from an unknown number. I don't know who made me hesitate to open it. However, I was also so curious as to who was the prankster who sent me this much message.

My face was so tense with eyes staring seriously at the message I was reading. My feelings and thoughts were struggling as I continued to read this thread of message. Made me sigh deeply as I read the last message.

"Andrian Lian Chu,"

My murmur read the last message, until a message came back in and it made me tense with perfectly patterned eyes.

Even my hand immediately gripped tightly onto my phone with a reddened look of eyes holding back something that was about to explode.

Just now I felt this calmness and message, Ah ....

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