When Kalbu Tells a Story
14. Just listening
...An illusion of hatred has destroyed one's reality, an illusion of hatred will only wreak havoc on others and on oneself. ...
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In the silence of the night I stared at my gray-white uniform hanging on the walls of my humble room. With the wounds that continue to scar because of a cruel slander that was thrown at me, I really do not think of those who continue to disturb me, he said, who keeps dropping my good name in front of everyone.
An experiment I continued to do so that my heart remained intact firm, strong and patient when facing those who are cruel. The word that always rings in my ear, when my mother says, "When that slander falls on you, that slander also falls on you. " That word sometimes makes me sad, that word sometimes makes me guilty. Because of this mother felt a vilification that should only be for me, but it also fell on my mother.
"I always keep the good name of the family, I also destroy it, I am a child who often invites hatred to others."
That's what I'm avoiding, because if I throw it, I've lost to those who hate me, I've lost my situation, I've lost against my lust, too, if that happens then this self will get worse and worse.
In these circumstances I remembered Laela and Maryam, I longed for them, longed for their stories, longed for their grasp, longed for their laughter and smiles, anyway I miss them so much.
I feel very eager to meet them, usually when I am sad like they will always come to my house not just to visit but to give me spirit.
"How are you guys? I miss you so much, I've wanted for almost three days we haven't seen Laela, Maryam, "
The clockwise direction continued to turn, my eyes were still not closed, mother's voice was not heard indicating that mother had fallen asleep. My mind is raging with questions, when can I go back to school? It felt like waiting for a week for so long, I was getting impatient to immediately put on the uniform, hearing the materials that the teacher would give me.
"God, what do I do now? I'm confused by my current condition, "
Confusion kept coming to my mind, I was confused how else to find a way for everything to recover quickly, so that all this slander was immediately destroyed from my life. Maybe there Resa was laughing to see me getting miserable, especially after the incident this morning, although there is evidence I am sure that Resa still does not feel anxious. Because I know him so well, he wouldn't have fretted if the video hadn't been shown to all the teachers, because he still doesn't know that the man who helped me will go to school in the same place.
When I talk about that man, somehow my heart seems to have known him for centuries.
"WHO'S THE GOOD-HEARTED MAN?"
"WHY DOES THIS HEART KEEP THINKING ABOUT IT?"
"WHY DID HE HEAR MY NAME, LIKE A STRANGER IN HIS EAR?"
"I'M CURIOUS ABOUT HIM!"
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At about 06:00 am, my house had a guest with a reddened face due to anger, with reddened eyes because of irritation, with trembling hands like wanting to slap me. I don't know why he could be like that? Why is he so mad at me? She was a 30-year-old mother, she came to my house with her daughter who was lonely with me.
Tok tok tok tok
The knock of the door was very loud without the greeting spoken from their mouths, nor did their lips look the slightest smile.
"Kalbu, open the door!" the screams are so loud.
"Mother, who are they? Why are they screaming?"many wonder.
"Let's get out first, son!"
Crick
Mother opened the door, after opening the door the woman immediately snapped at my mother.
"Patience first, why do you call my son in such a loud tone?"
"As far as I dong, it can not prohibit me from speaking in a high tone. "
The commotion grew more brutal, he kept yelling at my mother who still did not know their business came to my house. I decided to get out of the room, because of this commotion all the neighbors came out and listened to what we were talking about.
"Stop! Don't yell at my mom anymore."
Suddenly the daughter of the mother, "Mom, that's her girl mama's relationship with the father. "
"What do you mean?" my many.
"Don't pretend to be innocent!" strict girl of my age.
"I really don't understand what you mean,"guys me.
" You have taken my mother's husband, because of you they are noisier. So that person must be sinter keep honor, do not be cheap like dong, usually be a teaser of rich men. "
I began to understand his words, it turned out that they were the family of that jerk. The man who had slowly ruined my life, the man whose hobby was flirting with other women.
"You, by the way in the guard! I never teased your father with those basket eyes. "
"Eh... Little boy, don't say that to my husband!" keep the mother.
"Oath to Allah, I never tease a mother's husband, who has a mother's husband who seduces me."
"Allah." he said, pulling my hand.
"Don't pull my daughter!" my mother shouted loudly.
"Why? Instead of you if you educate the real child, let's not be a cheap child like this. "
My mother occasionally held back in anger, "You, don't ever insult my son with those words, my son is not cheap. "
"Haha." the annoyed laughter the mother gave her, "Which mother will not hide the disgrace of her daughter, all mothers will definitely say that. But you can't hide that from us. "
The tears started falling, I couldn't get out of my eyes anymore, everyone believed I was a cheap woman. Everyone started to hate me, everyone started to stay away from my family, and everyone started to blaspheme me with his crudest words, with his words that hurt my heart the most.
After the mother and daughter were content to insult me, content to scold me without any explanation from me, they began to leave my house leaving behind a trail of hurt and humiliation towards my family. As their mother continued to hug me very tightly, we both cried together.
Mother stroked my back, "Patient boy, this is the test God has given us."
"I'm sad, mom! Why do they hate me so much? I'm not wrong, and why do they trust others so easily? Though I did not do anything that made my honor disappear, why could they be so demeaning to me? Why ma'am?"
They just listen without knowing the truth, those who slander me have been blinded by the endless flames of hatred. Sometimes just hearing can give a ruin, can make the trust itself destroyed.
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...Hearing without finding out the evidence, is like grasping the sand that slowly falls through the fingers. ...
