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Paradoxes
"And God is telling the truth and He is showing the way (the right)"
[Al-Zhab/33: 4]
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Amira looked at Dinan then she sat down. He stroked Dinan's face and then he lay back down and covered his body.
"I'm tired of it." Amira began to close her eyes.
"Yes already. Sleep on." Dinan got up from his seat and then he walked out of the room for dinner. After Dinan's departure, Amira opened her eyes again and stared blankly at the door that had closed.
"Nonsensitive." Amira went back to sleep and completely closed her eyes but before that she still took the time to pray.
This morning Amira was still relaxed by wearing clothes in the room. He sat by the window and read a book, he occasionally sighed as he felt uneasy in his chest.
He remembered the conversation he had with Dinan the next morning, before Dinan left they both discussed the meeting of Dinan and Fatih. And the reason that makes Fatih do all that is because of his interest in him. The man confessed that he couldn't help but look at himself, wasn't that horrible?
Amira seems restless, she is afraid of many things that are not desirable. This morning as usual he was alone at home because his in-laws and in-laws again came to Maura because Maura had bleeding last night. And what makes him more anxious is, today it was Dinan who drove them. Dinan will meet Maura who is currently in a weak condition.
Amira stood up from her seat then she walked towards the closet, she took out a briefcase and picked up the book inside. He went back to the bed and opened the book he had picked up. It was an Islamic religious novel he borrowed yesterday in the school library. Amira must divert her mind so as not to think negatively. He turned his head towards the clock then he was swept away in the contents of the line of words engraved on the paper.
Amira read in silence, she occasionally frowned and also glared in disbelief. I don't know, that's obviously a lot of expression that he showed when he read that story. He closed the novel pretty hard.
"O Allah calm the heart of the servant." Amira says that then she puts the book on the nightstand. And it turns out, the novel read by Amira is a collection of short stories in which there are several different titles. There is one title that may be quite disturbing 'When My Husband Wants to Share'. Maybe because of this Amira closed the book she was reading.
Amira stood up and stepped towards the bathroom, at this time all she needed was to pray. Because maybe by doing so he will calm down.
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Amira does not focus on what she is doing, this one-day odd incident just happens, as if compromising to make Amira think negatively about Dinan. Amira put a jar of salt on the table.
Today, children practice so that activities multiply, but it does not make Amira's mind focused even more conical to a thought that she should actually avoid.
"What's wrong, ma'am?" asked Rina who was staring in wonder towards Amira.
"Nothing, just a little weird." Amira answered honestly, she indeed felt strange with her body.
"Pale kok?" asked Rina realized Amira's white face as if there was no blood flow, besides she also saw some sweat droplets sticking out.
"I don't know, it's cold it's uncomfortable." Amira takes a drink at the dispenser then at a sit and drinks it.
"Do you want to buy me some hot tea?" Lina was about to stand up. But it was removed because of Amira's head.
"No, I've been drinking water and the dizziness will go away." Amira again took the jar of salt and roamed around, she did not want to trouble anyone.
"Mom, how does this go?" ask one of the students.
"Have you read the recipe?" amira asked while looking at the materials put in by her student.
"Udah ma'am, just forgot to enter the camp."
"The final entry is not papa," said Amira as she moved. "His eyes don't forget to be roasted first." Amira continued. He wanted to assess the skills of his children.
Amira fell silent as she remembered that she had not confirmed about Rina's cousin who was about to take her place. Amira after walking around she again sat down beside Rina.
"What about Bu Rina's cousin?" ask Amira directly.
"He agreed Mom. Just waiting for a call from the committee. I already submitted a proposal." Amira smiled then nodded.
"Mommy Mira sure?" Amira smiled looking at Rina's face.
"Yakin Ma'am. If you're not sure if you're cooking on the committee, then my resignation letter." Lina smiled wryly.
"When I fit in with Miss Amira." Amira just threw a faint smile. Then the two dissolved with endless conversation. Start discussing about the menu that will be prepared for the semester replay as well as some materials that will be given.
Lina suddenly joins forces with Amira to stop her work.
"Today I saw Mr. Dinan with a pregnant woman." Amira turned towards Rina.
"When's Mom?" asked Amira finally let out a voice, it was enough to make Rina a little surprised, because Amira was not a person who was fun to talk to about other people.
"From four o'clock over, when I bought my husband a kanebo at the minimarket near the house." Amira recalls Rina's words. Doesn't that mean it's still Dinan's working term?
"Meet you by Dinan's house?" ask Amira.
"Yes, he didn't see. You see, he was chatting with pregnant women on the minimarket terrace. Then when I came out the intention to say hello turned out the two were having a serious conversation so I pronounced." Amira lowered her hand she did not want Rina to realize that what Lina said affected her emotions.
"Maybe his wife." Amira remarked softly, she herself was not sure of what she said because she knew very well that Dinan's wife was not pregnant and at that hour Dinan's wife was at home instead of going with her husband.
"It could be, you see Mr. Dinan's attention." The answer from Rina made Amira's hand even stronger to grasp the end of her clothes. Amira tried to stop the heat in her eyes by blinking her eyes a few times.
"Mother Mira is okay?" rina asked slightly surprised by Amira's behavior.
"I guess I'm really not feeling well, I feel my face and eyes are hot." Amira wiped away the shedding tear.
"Want me to order Grab? Mira better rest at home." Amira looked at Rina then she felt that Rina's face was getting blurry then she said her head was light and there was a strong hum before everything turned black and Amira heard nothing.
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Black being the color that adorns the eyes of Amira, she felt that there was not the slightest light that helped her to see the situation around. She remembered earlier while talking to Rina she was assaulted by an uneasy feeling before feeling the darkness that surrounded her.
Amira tried to move her hands then she started to lift her eyelids, she realized that everything was dark because she asked closed with eyelids.
"Thank God, how do you feel?" tanya Misses when she sees Amira's eyes open.
"Dizziness." Amira replied with a strong effort as she endured the pain that plagued her head.
"I help you sit down, let's drink first." Longing to help Amira to sit down and bribe Amira with a glass filled with water.
Missed painstakingly arranging pillows for Amira's reclining pedestal.
"So I was absent, kept hearing the commotion in the boga room so I went to the boga room and found you unconscious. You really don't papa?" tanya Miss reassured.
"I'm fine, just a little dizzy and it feels blurry."
"Should I take you to the doctor? You see, according to the story of the person who was in the incident, your head hit." Amira raised her hand to touch the right side of her head that was painful.
"Slightly swollen." Amira tried to smile and nodded.
"Thank you."
"There's no need to thank me for this for a friend." Amira nodded back and smiled faintly.
"Can I come in?" ask Doni.
"Yes" answered Miss.
"How are you doing?" ask Doni.
"I've improved." Amira answered with a sigh.
"I've contacted him, but," said Doni hesitantly.
"He's in the hospital?" shoot Amira who is impatient waiting for the continuation of Doni's speech.
"Yes, his phone was taken by his sister." Amira nodded.
"Sir Doni hasn't said anything, has he?" Amira looked suspiciously at Doni.
"Yet. I'm just asking for a position." Amira nodded then she said in a fairly firm tone.
"Don't tell him anything or anyone. I believe in Mr. Doni." Misses who have not understood the conversation just silence. He clearly saw Doni's face that looked confused.
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