The Heart Of The Wife On Honey

Chapter 7 Patience and Inspiration

The room is all white! that was the first time I saw it.

I am dead, where I am. I am in heaven! but it's impossible! I still have the sin of two prayers, God forgave my sin without incurring it.

I'm lyrically around, all white. Where am I actually? if I'm in heaven why do I still feel pain in my head and arms.

Wouldn't we be put in heaven never to feel pain again, because heaven is a place of infinite pleasure.

But my body feels pain! or don't - I'm not in hell not in heaven because I have a debt of two prayers.

If in hell, but why the room is pure white.

I am not in heaven nor in hell. Where am I? may I be in Jabal A'raf, a hill between heaven and hell.

If yes!

"Laila? "

Deg ...

I was surprised to hear someone calling me, from his voice I memorized who he was. But there's no way my best friend is in Jabal A'raf with me. Is he dead too.

"Hey, Laila?"

Belved ...

My eyes were round looking at who was calling me with warm hands patting my cheeks slowly. I turned my gaze to her who was smirking sweetly.

"Ap.. am I dead? "

Ha ... ha ...

I was confused as to why my best friend was laughing. Is my question funny.

"Awwsss, "

"ill? "

"Yes! "

"That means you're not dead, you're alive, "

Deg ...

Is it true that I am alive, Robb, what a great gift you are Robbi.

Immediately clear liquid came out of my eye. Either I am happy or sad still alive.

For a moment I could forget that painful event. Until the painful shadows turn back in my memory. It makes me sick, sick.

Droplets of clear liquid kept coming out rushing over my cheeks, everything was like a dream to me.

I was completely forgotten and forgotten. This pain is too painful for me to remember, but I also find it hard to forget. Those painful shadows bore such a deep trauma.

"Hey, why are you crying. Sorry if I laughed at you? "

I looked at my best friend while trying to smile with tears that I wiped slowly. I shook my head as if to tell her, my cries are not because of her.

Already Laila don't keep crying, crying over that jerk guy.

Huh ...

I took a deep breath and threw it away violently. Now I realize that I am neither in heaven nor in hell nor in the abyss of A'raf.

But I was in the hospital, I noticed it when my sense of smell started to smell the medicine. Until I look at my hand that feels sore and stiff it turns out to be on the infusion.

"That night my husband and I were in a hurry to go home to Jakarta because Via got sick. But in the course of heavy rain made Arman mas slow down the speed of his car. At a crossroads, Arman saw a woman standing in the middle of the street. Mas Arman thought it was a ghost but as it approached I was surprised if it was you. When I called your name you fell unconscious in a terrible state, "

Allahu rohman, this is your help. When I was kicked out and dumped you brought your help through my best friend. What a gift you have, Robb, how can I turn my back on you with every problem you have with me.

"Be. how long have I been here, Ra? "

"One month, you're in a one-month coma."

"Astagfirullah ...,"

My lips quivered with tears coming back out. That's how long I lay down. Did you feel sorry for me, Robb, until you rested me long enough.

I don't know what to say with your affection Robb. I am truly grateful.

I looked at Amira Dila, my best friend. I don't know what business makes Amira in Bandung. Isn't this not without coincidence! everything is God's scenario, helping me at the right time.

"A.. are we still in Bandung or in Jakarta? "

"We're in Jakarta, sorry I had to bring you here. Because it was me and Arman again in a hurry."

Allahu let alone this, you are so kind as to give me a path to my destination. In a time when I was confused and almost desperate to return to my hometown. I want to go back to my parents' house. You show me the way, you ease the journey even though there must be pain behind it.

"Thank you .. , thank you Ra. Thanks hicks ...,"

I shed my tears back now in the arms of Amira, my friend, my helper.

Amira just kept quiet while stroking my back gently making me a little calm. This hug reminds me of my mom, my best friend Amira is good at having a motherly fold.

I didn't know His path of destiny brought me and Amira together at the exact time when I really needed shelter. Whether it was a coincidence or something, a stroke of luck approached me.

Nah! these are all forms of God's love. Is there not a leaf that falls from its branch except the will of God. And so did my meeting with Amira, all the will of God even though I knew the first impression was very sad. But I am grateful that Amira found and took me far away. If it was not possible I would really die under the rain that froze my body.

"What's wrong? what the hell is going on? why were you walking alone at that time with a wound on your body?"

I was silent at Amira's questions, should I tell Amira everything. My broken home life with no waste, or I hide myself with this pain.

"I'm sorry if my question bothers you, I'm sorry I haven't notified your husband because I don't know his number?"

"I'm divorced! "

"Astagfirullah ...,"

"That night, I was tortured and then I was thrown away just for the sake of a Honey!"

"Astagfirullah .., Allahu Akbar. Innalillahiwainnaiirlahirozi."

My body staggered at the pull of Amira pulling me in her arms. Amira hugged me tightly like she was reluctant to let go of me. Once again I shed my tears in the arms of my friend Amira, God's help accompanied me in every tear of sadness, grief, grief, disappointment, anger and sadness. I spilled it in Amira's arms. My body was weak, shaken violently by the cries drenching Amira's veil.

I don't know how long I cried in his arms, until my eyes were covered with a stifled throat.

I was tired of crying, crying for that jerk. It's enough Laila. Stop, stop. Don't waste your holy tears coming out crying over the man who laughed at you. Rise up and show that you are strong and able to survive without it.

"This is destiny, may you be patient in the face of this test. God willing, there is happiness waiting for you at the end. Do not lie in sorrow, be patient and be sincere."

"Thank you, "

That's all I can say right now, my heart hurts too much if I have to be forced to speak again.

Amira was right, I have to be patient and sincere.

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