The Injured Heart.

part 6's

Zahira thrust the paper bag in her hand to Razi, Razi smiled knots and took it.

"Thank you" he said, then responded with a nod by Zahira.

Radit and Razi then stepped away towards Razi's house which was at the end of the road.

..."For people who have wounds in their hearts, they are always looking for work, and busy to forget the wounds they feel or even to divert their thoughts."...

...Radit Supriadi's....

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  Radit and Razi were still talking at Razi's house, they had just come from the musholla.

"You want to stay at Zahira's house? " razi asked Radit who was looking up at the sky as they were sitting in front of Razi's house.

"No, I just want to take the bike, I happen to ask Zahira for the bike loan, and he agreed" Radit replied casually.

"Well, he looks like you? "

Radit smiled at Razi.

"He was kind to everyone, he helped me all this time without calculation, blessed my brother without calculation, he was very good with my family"

Razi looked at Radit who was smiling meaningfully.

"You like her? " asked Razi who made Radit round his eyes in shock, for a moment he was silent but finally he laughed out loud to make him wonder.

"Kok laugh, is there something funny?"

Radit seemed to be thinking about saying something.

"What you need to know is that he was injured to leave a very deep trauma, if you remember it might still make me and Nadia very sad"

"What happened? "

Radit sighed slowly, he was stunned given the events of the past.

"He used to be engaged, but he was left for no reason.His parents thought the man was leaving because of Zahira's attitude, when the man left Zahira did not say anything, he did so without saying anything, even though the man said that Zahira did not deserve to be loved let alone married, he accepted it"

Razi felt ill hearing Radit's story.

"For two years he never came home, even though he had everything he was far from happy.

she used to be jolly, laughing a lot very friendly and cheerful, but after that incident she rarely smiled, cold, and she was traumatized to re-start the relationship " he said softly made Razi feel hurt to hear Zahira's story.

"So that's why his attitude is so? " ask Razi at Radit who is nodding back by him.

"She was too kind to the point that she was still willing to forgive the man, still willing to pray for him when the man was sick, he was too kind to the point that he could not tell what was really happening to his relationship, he bore the shame, the humiliation, the disappointment, the hurt, the hurt, and even he bore the blame that wasn't even his fault Raz he was too good" 

Radit closed his eyes remembering what happened to his best friend, he was so angry when there was a man who hurt Zahira.

"I took her like my little sister, let alone her always helping me, but when she went through all that, she just accepted it without saying anything, even she wouldn't allow me to hit that guy"

"She's a strong woman Dit, that's why she can get through all this, she'll recover she just needs time" Razi tried to calm down Radit who looked very sad.

Radit sighed and smiled.

"Don't tell anyone this, it's a secret nobody knows about except me and Nadia, and now that you know this, I hope you don't tell anyone else"

"Yes I understand"

"I want to go to Zahira's house, do you want to come or not? " tanya Radit then stood up from her seat.

The two went straight to Zahira's house, which was only three houses away.

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  Radit opened the gate of Zahira's house and entered Zahira's house which was wide open followed by Razi.

"Where's Zahira? " ask Radit at Nadia who is preparing dinner at the dinner table.

"Still salaried" he answered briefly and was guided by Radit who was still Faithful to stand with Razi.

"Tock on the stand, let's sit down and have dinner"

  Zahira emerges from her room wearing a white robe with a black pashmina. Zahira walks over to the dining table and sits down to follow Razi and Radit. They ate in silence without a word until they were done. Nadia and Zahira cleaned the dishes and dining table and sat in the front room of Zahira's house.

"This is your bike key"

Zahira thrusts the motor key on Radit. Radit smiled and took it.

"Thank you.. "

"Together "

Zahira glanced at the clock on her wrist already eight o'clock more.

"It's late, you better go home now we want to sleep" Zahira told Radit and Razi to go home.

"My? " tanyanya in her signature laugh.

  Nadia looked at Radit with a cynical look, Nadia went to the kitchen to take a paper bag and she gave it to Radit.

"thank you, I'm the same as Razi saying goodbye"

Radit came home and walked out of Zahira's house.

"We say yes, assalamualaikum" said Radit, he turned on his motorbike after Razi boarded and ran his motorbike to the street of Zahira housing complex.

At around ten in the evening Razi was still not asleep, he sat by the window looking at the view around his house that felt very warm at night.

He stared at Zahira's house, his eyebrows wrinkled when he saw Zahira was on the balcony of his house.

Balcony Zahira house does look comfortable, various types of plants and flowers neatly lined up in each corner. 

   Zahira is indeed a girl who has good taste, her house is even considered the most Nice house, neat and looks beautiful than other houses.

"How good is the girl" he murmured inwardly with a sincere smile.

   Razi looked at Zahira from a distance, Zahira was indeed a beautiful girl just that she was indifferent to her appearance which was always simple, even everywhere she was always enough with a robe, a simple hijab, a simple hijab, sneakers with long socks, and a simple bag.

   Razi recalls Radit's story about Zahira. Somehow his heart ached hearing how hurt Zahira was but did not say anything and took it for granted, how could Zahira do that, while his brother was broken up by his girlfriend just directly slapped his girlfriend's face.

  Razi gave a long sigh considering his sister in breaking up her boyfriend, to the extent that he was exposed to the tantrums of his sister, even though Razi had banned his sister's boyfriend, dating, lucky after his sister realized his parents immediately put his sister into the pesantren.

  Razi again looked at Zahira who was fixing his flower arrangement, I don't know how much money he spent to buy plants in his house, various types of orchids and Rose flowers lined up neatly, countless how many types of flowers in the corner of the beautiful girl's house.

...I am amazed at the God who created a girl like you, you are so steadfast in all your problems.You don't even say anything when someone with his father hurts you, humiliates you and disappoints you. can't you behave like other human beings who ask for excuses when they take action?...

...Fachrul Razi Al - Kaady...

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