Towards the Way of Marriage

Wounded

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Rifa'i had finished cleaning her wound and was slightly grimacing as a result of being slapped by her papa, slightly bruised and blue.

" Why do I always want to hurt myself, but I can't do it. " Rifa'i also walked towards his room and cried in silence because of the disease he suffered so far, namely Hyperthymesia syndrome is a condition in which a person has a memory of his life history, or what happened in his past very well.

That's why everything changes instantly because of events that make the past come back to mind.

~Night Day~

at night, everyone finally gathered at the dinner table. Anin, his mother, Hajar, and Grace gathered the four. They ate and there was only the sound of spoons and forks.

At the end of the dinner was finished, Anin to the room and did not feel at home because for a long time just silence was not asked by everyone there.

" Oh yes, ma'am, what did you say? "

Ask Hajar by taking a small glass and a czech containing sweet tea. Hajar made a sweet tea for Grace who was sitting casually on the balcony of the living room.

" Ehm, I'll give you the tea for Mr. Grace first. " Hajar nodded and brought tea to Mercy.

" This is the tea, I want to talk to Siti first. If you want to sleep first, no papa. I followed later, "Grace nodded and Hajar returned to the kitchen.

" Ehm mbak, it's good to drink tea with fried bananas. Let it be more savory just as good, "Hajar takes fried bananas and tea. They also started a conversation,

" I'm sorry, ma'am, for all of Anin's mistakes. If you ask to go home and I also do not know that the decision is so mbak... " With teary eyes and Hajar also gripped Siti's hand.

" It's mbak, no papa. I don't think too much about that either. The most important thing is we have to strengthen each other. " Hazard felt like crying broke but he held it all up.

She did not want her husband to hear her cries and could-can his illness relapse. The affected will be even Siti, Servants, and Guards who are here.

" Bak, I'm not good at it and I do it for my son. " Siti also cried in silence because she could not educate her child with the painful words earlier.

Anin was now in the room crying and sobbing.

" Why my life is like my mother's, but I'm more sad than my mother's. Which has not been touched at all by Rifa'i mas. " Anin is increasingly sobbing because she remembers before marriage and her recent proposal.

" How you are, I always dreamed of being the wife of a policeman. I was once ticketed by a police officer and I dreamed of becoming a bhayangkari's mother, but will everything pass. We haven't been married in the office officially, mas. I always wait to get acquainted with other bhayangkari mothers. But God will not allow me to step down to be your wife. " Anin walks into the bathroom and commits to performing Islamic prayers.

Anin finished from ablution and took the same prayer mat in the closet. Anin began to pray and after praying Isya, Anin took Al–Qur'an to teach.

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Rifa'i was at the dining table and Rifa'i was reminded of her past. Rifa'i began to ring and began to fall unconscious.

Dirty note: Had martabak if shaken even to remember again apparently. But not papa.... The spirit continues to babang Rifa'i.... Don't give up on everything!!!

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Note :

I always waited, must have long looked at him... Patience must be full. At least fresh brains first let go to this novel that used to be unclear plot. But I don't want to give up because there is always encouraging me to go to happiness. Remember not to give up and everyone is different!!! Willing to progress is not a setback. That is the true heart of the author.......