The Injured Heart.

part 28's

"Later on the phone, you don't worry" Radit said, trying to cheer up.

  But Nadia just nodded slowly.

"A person's trust is very expensive to get, so keep the trust of someone who has given you trust. "

Zahira Al Mahyra's

                        ***

Zahira stared at the tomb that read Lina Ahmad. Zahira sows flowers on it while being silent because she feels longed and sad.

"Well, Zahira is very mamah, Zahira wants to mamah" he said very slowly.

"Mama knows Zahira is now successful, and Zahira is happy because finally Zahira can meet with mother and father, mother is very good with Zahira mah, and Zahira is very good, attention and Zahira felt like mommy was mamah"

  Zahira's tears didn't just flow.

"Do'ain Zahira ya mah, Zahira wants to try ta'aruf same Razi. he's a good guy, but likes to bummer" Zahira chuckles to herself.

"Later klo Zahira married, later Zahira will bring Zahira's husband here, recognize my mother's daughter-in-law"

  Zahira sighed softly, then stared at her mother's grave. It didn't feel like he was in his grave for an hour.

"Zahira said yes mah, in shay'ah if there is time Zahira here again" he said then moved and left the funeral of his mother.

   On the one hand Razi was working on several proposals asked by his father. Razi did decide to continue his papa company and stop teaching.

  Half an hour later the proposal he was working on was done. Razi stretched his tired body and walked down from his room and went to the kitchen to drink. Razi took the drink from the refrigerator and poured it into a glass.

  Razi walked back to his room and looked at his laptop. He saw Instagram and his eyes accidentally saw Zahira's post called Al Mahyra.

  His eyes read what was written. However, his forehead shriveled as his words seemed to imply a very deep wound.

"Why do his words seem to lose that trust? "

Ask yourself to wonder.

But he did not take a headache and chose to ignore him because he had decided to focus on Zahira.

  Razi took his phone and searched for no Zahira, he wanted to send him a message.

Razi

Assalamualaikum Ra, Japan,

How are you doing?

  After sending the message Razi just sat in silence while waiting for a reply from Zahira.

Half an hour had passed but Zahira did not return the message until she decided to go down, but her intention was stopped when the message came in.

Ting

^^^Zahira^

Salam ^^Waalaikum.^^^

^^Alhamdulillah I am good, how are you and your parents?^^^

Razi

Thank God that my parents and I were good too.

When did you come home?

^^^Zahira^

^^^Jum'at or saturday, but depends anyway,😀^^^

Razi

Let me know if you want to go home.

^^^Zahira^

^^^Why?^^^

Razi

Let me pick you up.

^^^Zahira.^^^

^^^Baiklah. I'll tell you later if I'm going home, send greetings to auntie huh. 😘^^^

Razi

I'll tell you.

  Razi smiled after replying to Zahira's message, there was a feeling of pleasure to hear she was fine.

  I went to the bathroom to clean because it was very late afternoon.

                           ***

"Zahira actually wanted to stay longer with grandma, but Zahira did a lot of work there.if Zahira was not busy Zahira would visit grandma again" said Zahira then took off a hug on Grandma.

"No papa dear, grandma knows. You are there must also be a lot of things that you have to take care of"

His grandmother just smiled he understood how busy his grandson was.

Zahira's grandmother's age is old, even she has to use a wheelchair.

"Mir, I tipped my grandmother yes, tidakan me if something happens or problems" he told Mira who was directly influenced by Mira.

"Zahira said goodbye" he said so gently.

Grandma nodded. Zahira smiled then kissed her grandmother at a glance, then waved her hand and slowly walked towards the plane she was about to board.

  After traveling for almost three hours, Zahira finally arrived at his home, he was greeted warmly by his parents, his two younger siblings and Nadia.

Zahira decided to rest because she felt tired, like now, she fell asleep on the sofa while talking to Nadia.

The night after dinner, Zahira was struggling with their work, occasionally Zahira yawned from sleepiness.

"So what did Radit say about the employment contract from PT Industri?" ask Zahira while signing the file in front of her.

"Tomorrow the party wants to hold a meeting, as well as discuss the budget and concept" replied Nadia and then showed a file.

Zahira looked closely at the file Nadia showed, and a moment later nodded.

"The proposal last week is done? "

"Yes, it has even been handed over to the HRD"

Zahira nodded and cleared all the papers she had signed. But Nadia again handed me some more files that made Zahira's eyes bulged.

"Other than this? " tanyanya wonder.

"This is a file that needs your approval, this is also the work contract file of the publisher after you sign everything is clear" he explained at length which is only influenced by Zahira even though he looks very tired.

"Every employee's salary is taken care of?"

"Yes already tomorrow love, this is financial accounting from restaurants, cafes, and also bakery stores" 

Nadia again showed a paper containing financial accounting. Zahira looked at it and nodded back.

"You and Radit can get off and go home from Monday, your wedding is only half a month away, so you can prepare yourself" Zahira said yawning, her eyes watering, and her eye bags blackening.

Nadia looked at Zahira fixedly, and she felt that something was happening, because it was not usual for Zahira to come home from Malaysia with a tangled state.

"Yes I'm going home on Monday, but are you okay with me and Radit coming home? especially a lot of office work? " he looked worried.

"I'm fine, I can handle it, anyways this Friday and Saturday I'll finish all the work contracts" he replied and then closed the last file he signed.

Nadia was only speechless to hear Zahira's reply, but she was not so sure to see Zahira's state of sleep deprivation and fatigue.

"Did anything happen while you were in Malaysia?, I've never seen you go home like this, you look sleep deprived, look at your eye bags like the ghost of Ra, "

  Zahira just gnawed her throbbing forehead and she recalled her encounter with Andri and her mother.

Zahira sighed heavily then looked at Nadia. Suddenly her tears were dripping, it was even two years, but her mother Andri still humbled and insulted her, Zahira looked at her face trying to hold herself back so she wouldn't cry.

"Ra, what's wrong with you? what the hell's going on? "

Zahira got down from her chair and sat on the floor, she bent her knees and buried her face which was already seen to have given up on holding back her cries.

Nadia sat on the floor and stroked Zahira's shoulder.

"Ra tell me what's going on there?"

  Zahira raised her face and looked at Nadia.

"I met him there Nad, I met him and his mother, even after two years and more, his mother still humbled me" he said slowly which made Nadia gape in disbelief.

"How come?  What's he doing there? " ask Nadia.

Zahira also recounted his meeting with Andri and his mother.

"Emang tuh mama Andri if you talk really rough, it is old even though" said Nadia look upset after hearing the story of Zahira.

"You don't worry, you want to be with Razi, so just focus on your relationship"

  Nadia tried to calm down and Zahira just nodded slowly.

"But I'm confused should I be honest with Razi if Al Mahyra is me, before I go to Malaysia I see him as the same he is unlucky Al Mahyra, Al Mahyra, but he said he doesn't care about anyone Al Mahyra"

"So you don't have to say, if he doesn't care, it doesn't need to be discussed"

  Hearing Nadia's suggestion, Zahira nodded.

"Rest, you must be sleep-deprived especially after your meeting with the man is not real.sana sleep let me settle all this"

Zahira nodded then walked towards her room, Nadia looked at him with pity.

..."Some wounds are so difficult to treat, even for women will forever be remembered for the wounds they feel. "...

...Zahira Al - Mahyra...