Wife For Faith

Chapter 20

Alan Walker's song “Not You” is currently echoing in a cafe being visited by Dhani. The man who had just felt heartbroken after being rejected by his proposal by the friend, as well as the woman he had loved all this time.

The roaring voice full of joy belongs to the singer as if so entered into the niche of the handsome man's heart. His batik shirt has been removed in the car and leaves only a plain black shirt that hugs his gallant body. Shows the arm muscles that are clearly trained in the GYM.

“But he’s not you~ He's not you~ he will never be you~” The ref part of the song further crushes his heart which is already destroyed. Not leaving a little part for him to survive.

Dhani smiled bitterly among the tears that were now streaming down her face. The man balked when both parents told him to go straight home. He said he wanted to calm down to make them allow with half-unclear.

“But, you have to promise not to do reckless things that will harm you, right, Nak?” Nunung looked at his son who had asked to be dropped off in the middle of the road.

“Iya, Son. The name love does not always go well. Maybe this Child Fatimah is not your soul mate, maybe also your true soul mate is still kept by God. So, believe. There will be a time, darling!”

Basuki advised her ankanya gently. She clearly knew the inner condition of her son now. Sore, broken, may also crumble dimly. Therefore, he allowed his son to be alone first.

This is where Dhani Wicaksono is. Alone, make lonely friends who embrace his injured body. Rejected by a loved one, it has even been considered as an encouragement to life. Now, sincerity must really be realized so that he can live life again.

“But, it's very difficult for me to do. This feeling of my love has been nurtured so abundantly in my heart. Fa, why do we have to meet if only to separate? Is there not a little feeling for me? I love you so much, Fa. Very-very love you,” the mess, while crying without a sound.

He slid his face over the two folded hands on the table. Dhani did not let the visitors– tonight just a little– see his pain. Quite himself tormented by this feeling himself, without any look of pity, or pity from others.

“I even deliberately keep my heart only for you a. I reject all women who intend to approach me, just because they do not want to make you feel jealous, or hurt. But,” his sword, while pulling the contents inside his nose.

“Why are you so willing to choose him who is clearly a widower. Is it because he is rich? Or, because he's so much better looking than me? Argh, pain, Fa. It hurts here!” His hands were clenched tightly which were deliberately slapped towards his chest which felt tight.

The tightness that is now wrapping his heart is still not reduced, even though he has tried to eliminate it. However, the pain was still stubborn, like a stain that stuck so firmly in the clothes, even as if reluctant to go from his heart.

“Should I just die, Fa?” Suddenly the wet face looked up. Showing how fragile and sad Dhani's life was after her proposal was rejected by Fatimah. Crazy thoughts began to rule the demon side. Whisper the devil's seduction to approach the abyss of hell.

Embracing it in endless darkness. Closer to the door of hell which has been very far from the purpose of his life. Expelling all the good sides that seem to be pulling him away from clear thoughts will only harm him.

“Or, do I have to get rid of the barrier that separated us?" Those eyes are so empty. But his lips kept on speaking. It's like the body is not in place.

No warm smile that usually adorns his beautiful face. There is no more joy that is always glorified when together with loved ones. There was no longer the usual warm gaze that adorned his brown bead.

"Yes, it seems like I have to get rid of all the barriers to our happiness, Fa. If it wasn't for them, maybe we'd be together. Knitting the red thread that will last until we are old later," he said continuously.

Until the moment the decision is taken. "I have to get rid of him. Got to!" After that, his body so quickly stepped out the door of the cafe. Like not the usual Dhani Wicaksono, but other figures who want to destroy the world.

The murderous gaze unfolded towards the front so confidently. The goal now was to go see Aiman. The man Dhani considers a rogue fly that has disrupted his life and deserves to be removed. "We'll see who will last longer. You, or me!"

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