Wounded Woman

Part 5's

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Happy Reading Gaes..

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POV Sean

The message I sent this afternoon, until this moment, has not been answered by Alma.

Actually, does Alma already have a lover? Or is Alma traumatized by love? All the strange thoughts filled my head, I rubbed my face trying to hushnudzon at the girl.

I lay down my body while thinking of ways to get to know Alma even further.

What I am doing now is the most demeaning thing, I have never been like this after being disappointed in Lilian my ex-lover who had the heart to turn to when I had serious intentions for her.

While out there, my student so idolized me as a handsome and rich lecturer.

But why isn't Alma interested in me?

That sentence haunted my mind, what age has taken a few percent of my good looks. I don't know

After all, I liked Alma so much, but all this time I had less respect when I was in contact with Liliana.

Curiosity led me to choose to contact Alma,

First ring

Second ringing

"The number you're going to is busy,"

"Shiitt. in riject," Umpatku was annoyed, and threw a cell phone next to me. Trying to close his eyes paused for a moment thinking about the woman.

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"Come on...Aaaa..." Alma pointed the spoon right at Allana's mouth, but the toddler shook his head slowly.

Lately Allana is very less eating, also drinking her milk is not as strong as yesterday.

"She,Dad..." Slightly Allana, I exhaled a rough breath. And I tried to smile in front of Allana,

"Gavin's father is the deck?" I asked Allana to shake her head, though,

"No, yeah deck? Who then?"

"Look Nda, buy Jayah" Take her while pulling my finger, so you want to follow her steps.

I can give everything in this world to my little daughter except, Dad. Because I don't know when and when is the right time so I can trust love again.

There's no way I'm sacrificing marriage just to give Allana a father.

"Hopefully one day you understand Allana," Lirihku looked at my little daughter who was cool watching the cartoon video of Nusa and Rara.

The sound of the door opening, I looked at Brother Gavin who came home from the office with his tired face.

Then approached Allana, kissing all the faces of Allana which made Allana immediately scream because she was disturbed.

"Huaaaaaaaaa.... Ndaaa," Allana's cry broke, as my phone rang I stared at my lecturer's name on the phone screen and I chose to hold Allana.

"Udah bang, pity not to be disturbed."

"Seru anyway, Abis was very crybaby Al," booed Abang Gavin immediately passed leaving me with my grunts and tried to silence Allana not long after that cry subsided with Allana's slumber.

"Oh, it's a blow." Dad's voice made me look, I nodded slowly.

Aunty has prepared dinner, I decided to put Allana to bed in the room and perform Islamic prayers before eating.

I covered the little body, I wiped it and I kissed slowly.

"Allen ... You are the purpose of Mother's life." Whisper me, I don't feel my tears flowing considering Allana's request before going to bed.

I wiped my tears, and rushed to the bathroom to make ablution.

After completing the obligation, I went out and called Father and Mother and Brother Gavin, we used to eat without making a sound.

I enjoy the chicken milk balado potatoes made by aunty do not forget the vegetable soup also sambal terasi made by mother if the business of sambal.

Dad had finished dinner first, and was staring at me warmly. The gaze we met, there is an implied meaning there is the meaning of a father's love for his daughter.

"Dad, why look at Alma?" I asked, finished finishing the water on my glass, Dad shook his head.

"Alma, don't you want to get married?"

I silently heard Dad's words, my heart was quite heartbreaking.

"Dantay, wait for Brother." My elak.

"But Allana needs Dad,"

I shook my head, "Abang first well, Alma will wait for the best of Allah, hehe."

Dad smiled, "So Brother, when do we meet your brother?"

Uhukk....

Mother thrusting the drinking water on Brother Gavin, I chuckled amusedly.

Turns out he really wasn't ready for everything.

Good boy, the proof is he wants to go through the process of meeting with the choice of Father.

"Eat that slowly, Brother." Mother's advice, whose laughter broke.

"Breed up mother's little child, hahahaha" my laughter made father and mother come along mocking Abang Gavin.

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I stared at the ceiling of the room, ignoring all WhatsApp messages as well as the phone.

Allana's request is not just once but often, and this time I feel very guilty for keeping Allana away with her Father's Fitrah.

'Is Fitrah Amnesia?'

My curiosity has not been answered, for I have not seen him since that day.

I tried to close my eyes, but there was a feeling of sadness that I didn't understand why.

I stalked all the social media accounts he had, there was a photo of Fitrah wearing a Jeans jacket with a photo spot in a dark room.

Posted two weeks ago.

The photo was interesting, the knock on the door of the room made me jerk and turn off my phone.

I smiled to see Brother Gavin enter the room, his face was so tired and burdened with trouble.

"Why Brother? Tumben?" I asked, Brother Gavin did not answer just hug me and cry I was surprised, because all this time I never saw him cry as much as any problem he faced.

"Abang.Alma's advice that if you don't agree with your choice, you better be honest." I said as I rubbed my shoulders

"But you don't want to disappoint me." He is in the accompaniment of sobbing.

"The old man must understand what his son wants. Abang stay to say if Abang has a choice to be introduced. After all, all this time you never brought a woman other than emmh. mbak Lilian,"

"But Brother hasn't been able to move on, same Lilian. You know that, right," his whining made me smile because it was very contrary to the charm that his sister just had.

"Abang just wants to catch himself, Al. The last few days there have been problems. Can ya? " I nodded at her words .

Until finally Bang Gavin chose to leave for his room, and I stayed alone.

The ringing of the phone made me switch to staring at the name of who called the clock this time.

The lecturer again, I slide my phone screen.

I put it in my ear, "Assalamualaikum, Alma. I've read your thesis, but because there are many mistakes that must be corrected you should take it home again."

"But sir, Alma's been working on it for a long time, can't it be in Acc?"

"Can Alma, if you want to be my girlfriend,"

"I beg you sir, don't bother me anymore. Moreover, the campus duties are connected with the affairs of marriage. Besides you'll regret knowing me, I'm not like other women."

I hung up the phone without saying hello, I closed my eyes and tried to sleep because tomorrow I will work as usual.

But what I did failed, I finally re-thought everything that happened, whatever I experienced.

It seems that God is sure that I am a strong woman who can be trusted to solve every problem.

And Allah put Allana to me because she believed I would take care of her.

Even if Allana came the wrong way, I didn't have my Dad and I to be neighbors.

Moreover, this, solved the problem with Adji mas anyone who came.

Even I chose not to hang out with Agam and Chery.

Because I want to be calm, even if I may admit I close my eyes not for rest but to run from all the problems of life and the burden of problems that seem not to want to go from my life.

I've run from all my mass, but why come again..