Wounds of a Woman
Prologues
CHAPTER 1
GATHERINGS
Khrisna POVs
- If the wind moves as it pleases, so does the heart it thumps without thinking
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I inhaled the afternoon air, today I feel saturated. Saturated over my routine as an activist all went flat, there were only political problems I often faced. I closed my eyes, enjoying the breeze on the roof of the tallest building on campus, filling up leisure time like this was the most fun thing. Only alone, there was only me and the gusts of wind in this desolate place.
"Hiks-hiks" I heard a female voice crying, are there ghosts? I opened my eyes looking around. I thought there was only me in this place but in fact there was a girl with a pink thursday with a matching colored veil standing on the edge of the building. I looked at the girl curious.
What's that girl doing?
Is that girl trying to kill herself here?
My footsteps moved, towards the girl. There was a feeling of wanting to get close, the girl was like a magnet that was rolling over me without any coercion. My steps got closer to the girl, but the girl was unaware of my presence. I stood behind her body, I could see her body shaking with the cry, not only that I could also see the look on her face from here although it was unclear, the girl was very beautiful. I wanted to feel like I was hugging her slender body, but I held her back subconsciously I took one step back. I was afraid that the girl would be surprised by my presence.
As the wind blew towards us, the girl was still faithfully crying. My heart was so sad to hear her cry, what really happened why this girl was crying? I held my hand up, wanting to pat her on the shoulder, but I pulled her off. My heart was filled with curiosity, what made the girl cry, I had never before been interested in hearing the voice of a crying woman but this girl was like taking me to her world.
The girl turned her body, and as I expected she was surprised to realize my presence. His shock made his body lose its balance, I swiftly pulled his hand bringing him closer towards me. The girl's body moved to hit my body making us fall together. My heart was pounding feeling that there was no distance between us, this was the first time I had been so close to a woman all this time that I had always kept my distance from a woman but was inversely proportional to this girl. when our eyes met, I could clearly see how beautiful the girl was. Her sad black eyes, and the tears that were on her cheeks made her look beautiful, I was blown away to see that.
"Astagfirullah, o Allah forgive me for admiring this girl so much" I said in my heart.
So, who is that girl?
Why have I never seen him?
"Whose mom?" ask the girl, wiping her tears.
I smiled, and sat down next to him. The girl kept her distance from me, I silently smiled.
"Why are you crying?" I didn't heed the girl's question, but I asked back.
The girl looked at me scared, she quickly turned her face away from me. I let out a sigh, usually the women will look for attention to me but this girl is different she seems to be afraid of me. I shifted my seat closer towards her, the girl moved away looking at that. I chuckled, seeing the girl pressed to make me happy, continuing in our position as I approached my position the girl tried to get away. Until we were on the edge of the building, just a few steps away the girl would fall down. The girl was silent, looking at me scared. Why does this girl look so scared to see me? Does that girl not know who I am? I'm one of the most influential activists on campus. I've never seen this girl either, is she a freshman? But judging from his appearance he was like a new semester 3, while I was 5. He should have known me or he pretended not to know me.
"What do you want?" the girl's great-grandson.
"Why are you crying?" the girl shook her head, I sighed. He smiled, but the girl did not smile at all. Our distance was so close, I could see her pretty face looking down on it. I was very curious as to the cause of this girl crying, I saw the sadness and pain this girl endured alone. I held onto the girl's shoulder, she was surprised at my treatment. He tried to take it off but I held him back. I don't care about it, this girl is so eye-catching to me and I want to have her.
"You know for the first time," I cut off my words, to make her curious and it worked. Because the girl listened to me even though she wasn't looking at me.
"I saw a crying girl look really pretty in my eyes." The girl's face was lifted while looking at me deeply, I looked into her eyes so pretty and I liked her.
"Sorry" said the girl.
"Why should I apologize?" my question is, she should thank me for complimenting her pretty.
"Excuse me I'm leaving" the girl stood up and I followed her. The girl walked clumsily in front of me, I followed her small steps down the stairs. I really enjoyed every step. The girl turned to face me maybe she was uncomfortable with my presence, but I didn't care about it.
"Sorry why are you following me?"
"If I said I was interested in you, would you be angry." I said with confidence.
The girl without saying anything, she ran away from me. I was disappointed that there was one thing I forgot. I forgot to ask her what her name was? I immediately ran after the girl, but there was no trace of her just disappearing in front of me. With a disappointed step I walked out of the building welcoming my annoying routine. Completing lecture assignments and organizational meetings.
"I hope to see that girl again" I muttered in my heart.
