The Heart Of The Wife On Honey
Chapter 8 I am still weak
There is nothing worse than feeling heartbroken, especially out of love. It may sound exaggerated, but that's how I feel at least when someone I love leaves my life. And the worse he threw me away.
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Love is sometimes dangerous. The pain was so pronounced even though it was invisible. But that's what it offers at the beginning. When I fall in love, the chances of happiness and pain are balanced between the two.
I also realized that no matter how broken my heart was, the world would not stop because of the grief I was experiencing. When I contemplate the sorrow of love, I realize only one thing about life, that life must go on.
It certainly made me think of Amira's words. If I want to stop feeling pain then I have to learn to be sincere and patient.
However, recovering a broken heart does take time. As the pain subsides, the body and brain will support each other with the heart looking for ways to move on. Because every time a heart breaks, there is a door that opens to a new beginning, I believe it and I need time to knit the broken despair. Because God knows better what we feel.
Because loving too much makes me forget, it always goes hand in hand with hurt and pain.
Love is hurt, love is hurt, love is sacrifice and love is giving.
Because our love is always happy until we forget that there are hidden wounds and pain.
Love always sacrifices until we forget that there is disappointment behind it.
Love always makes us give until we forget that there is injustice.
Is not love fitrah, why there must be wounds and pain that go hand in hand. Because the love we have is only the love of non-cholic beings.
The love between creatures and Catholics is different. Catholic love is perfect there is no sorrow or misery. Everything is pure, happy happiness that always surrounds us.
Love is only pain and misery because love is not perfect. It is not perfect because our love is mixed with lust.
Amaraoh's lust always plunges us into error and pain. So who here should we blame. Was it not I who was wrong who placed infinite love until I forgot that the one I loved hurt me to such an extent. Destroying my life without rest leaves a trauma so deep.
That love made me forget the warning that Rosulullah had said.
The Prophet said:
Love your lover naturally because someday he will be the person you hate. Hate accordingly because he may someday be your lover." - Hadith the history of At-Tirmidhi
And now I'm experiencing and feeling it. Vandu was the perfect man I loved so much that I forgot how to love myself. Until I have to be slapped and thrown by betrayal and injustice.
Saddened! sure
Disappointed! yes
Get angry! I try to hold back, not that I do not want to retaliate just let Allah repay him. Is not God the fairest judge. I could have avenged Vandu's actions by reporting him to the police. Because it has destroyed my mental and inner, even mas Vandu did not give me a living of inner birth in addition to the existence of domestic violence (KDRT) would certainly burden mas Vandu.
But it's a pity that I didn't, because I knew that Vandu would be so easily free with the power and network he had in court. I am not giving up or giving up. Is not the recompense of God better than the recompense we make.
I am not a naive woman, but I believe in karma and Allah's recompense for the unjust.
Pray that I will be strong and patient in accepting my destiny.
A single tear came out of my cheek, as I set foot on the lawn of my parents' second home. The last house I went to was one year ago when Mom died.
"Are you ok? "
I just nodded in response to Amira's question.
It was a week after I realized from a coma, I decided to go home to the relics of my parents. Fortunately this house is not so I sell, if not going home where I am in this situation. Go home to my uncle and aunt, I really don't dare. I was too ashamed to show myself to them after what I did.
If only I had followed my parents' wishes to separate. Perhaps, this painful event will not happen to me.
"Thank you so much Ra, Bang? "
My sincere words to Amira and bang Arman who have been helping and nurturing my treatment. If only God hadn't sent them, I don't know what happened to me.
"Don't hesitate, you've been considered my own sister. Is that right, baby?"
"Rubber, La. So don't be shy. If there's anything you call me, God willing I'm ready to help."
"Thank God, you sent two angels to help the servant."
"You can do it, La. Emmz are you okay living alone here. I'm afraid you're okay?"
"God, nothing will happen to me. There's a God who will always protect me."
"Amen. Remember yes, don't continue to grieve because grief won't make the problem work."
"Every boss, may Allah always bestow mercy on your family."
"Amin, Tabarakallah."
"It's a little money for your needs, before you go to work."
O Allah, indeed, the heart of Amira is made of whatever heart you create. His goodness is innumerable. Beautiful girl, sholehah and philanthropist. I don't know how I repay his kindness. I don't have anything. Only my parents' second-hand home is the only treasure I have.
" If I have the opportunity to live a long life, may Allah make it easier for me to repay your kindness."
"Amen,"
"Yes, La. We say yes, I hope you get well soon."
"Amin, thanks. Be careful on the road, send greetings to umi sama abi. "
"God, Waalaikumsalam."
I look at the passing of my best friend and her husband. Until I closed the door again when Arman's bang car had disappeared behind the gate.
I dropped my body behind the door with tears coming back out.
It turns out that I am still weak, I am not that strong to say fine. It turns out I am fragile to accept the reality.
How are you doing, Vandu?
Happy now that you are above my wounds and suffering.
Or you're just like me who's so broken.
I don't know if I should curse or let you be happy, mas Vandu.
*There is no love, other than your love. There is no love other than your love. Is there nothing more perfect to give love than You, Rob.
Grasp this heart and strengthen*.
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