
18.
A woman dressed in all white was sitting on a long bench in the middle of the flower garden and many butterflies were flying around the flowers. His face shone brightly while smiling warmly at Andre who was standing not far from the long bench he was sitting on.
"Shalwa, is that you? I miss you so much."
Andre tried to approach the figure of the lover who missed him so much, but when he stepped a white lightning suddenly grabbed his steps that made Andre immediately retreated and stood back in his place.
"I miss you so much, Shalwa. Why did you leave? I can't live without you."
Andre looked at the figure of the woman with a plea while clenching his hands together.
"Try to be patient when something you love is missing, believe that God is preparing something more beautiful than before. Our world is different, Andre, and I leave someone I love more than you and even myself. Why do you always make them sad? Do you know what? I also feel his sadness here. I also cried when she shed her tears because of your attitude. If you can't make her happy, then don't blame me if someday I'll pick her up. You will live in regret for losing the one who loves you for the second time."
The woman's figure slowly disappeared as the white light shining down on her grew brighter.
"Shalwa, please don't go again!"
Andre shouted hysterically when the figure of his lover was no longer visible. He ran towards the long bench and there was no one there.
Andre ran to and fro looking for the figure of his lover while continuing to shout his lover's name, but he could not find until he fell down because he was exhausted while sobbing on the ground covered with thin green grass covering the entire surface of the ground.
Elsewhere, Nazhwa continued to follow the figure of a woman who looked like his brother until he was unconscious at this time he was already in a room that was all white. Nazhwa circled his gaze around a strange place in his eyes, then his gaze was turned to the figure of the woman sitting gracefully on a throne that was also white, and she was looking at her, but decorated with various kinds of colorful flowers.
"Sir Shalwa?" Call Nazhwa softly with a gaze looking at the figure of the woman sitting on the throne.
The woman smiled at Nazhwa.
Nazhwa tried to step towards the figure of the woman, but the figure of the woman asked her to stop stepping towards her and remain silent at the spot she was standing.
"Not now, Nazhwa. Keep fighting as long as you can, keep fighting for your happiness. Because your happiness is my happiness too. So even with your sadness, I can also feel your sadness here. But, in the future when you feel no longer strong because you can not reach that happy, call my name."
A thick white fog that came out of nowhere suddenly enveloped the room so that Nazhwa could not see anything.
"Sister, where is Brother Shalwa? I can't see anything, I'm afraid, brother."
Nazhwa shouted to his sister's name, until the thick white mist slowly disappeared. However, the figure of the woman on the throne was no longer there. Which made Nazhwa feel afraid to be alone in the room.
A few moments later from the corner of the room appeared a colored light dot that slowly enlarged as if splitting the wall.
"Go home, Nazhwa. Not yet when you're in this place."
The sound that was out of nowhere made Nazhwa without a second thought immediately ran into the light that was now turned into a vortex. And after Nazhwa went in there, the vortex slowly closed and the white light disappeared.
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Nazhwa flew while shouting to call his brother's name, he had just dreamed of meeting his late sister.
Along with that, Andre flew with a loud breath. He had also just dreamed of his late lover's house.
Andre and Nazhwa were both surprised and then glanced at each other for a moment while adjusting their breaths and then simultaneously rubbed their faces filled with sweat.
Simultaneously Andre and Nazhwa got out of bed and stepped into the bathroom. The two of them also simultaneously reached the front door of the bathroom.
"You go first." Andre quickly pulled his hand that came into contact with Nazhwa's hand as he grabbed the bathroom door handle.
"No, I'll go first." Nazhwa also pulled out his hand which was already holding the doorknob, then retreated slowly and allowed Andre to enter the bathroom first.
Without thinking, Andre went straight into the bathroom. After the bathroom door was closed Nazhwa turned to glance at the wall clock which showed at one in the morning. Nazhwa stepped into the wardrobe and took the face and prayer mat and went out of his room to the guest room.
After being in the guest room Nazhwa put his face and prayer mat on the bed and he went into the bathroom to clean himself before performing the evening prayer.
Andre is also currently cleaning himself and also wants to perform evening prayers. When he came out of the bathroom, he frowned to see that there was no Nazhwa in the room. Andre just immediately changed his sleeping pajamas with a sturdy suit, he unfurled the prayer mat and began his night prayer.
Nazhwa who was in the guest room was also performing evening prayers.
After finishing the prayer either Nazhwa or Andre who was in different rooms both raised their hands.
"O Allah, forgive me for my attitude towards Nazhwa. The woman I married because of the trust of someone I love so much. O God, if what is happening in my life are some of the lines of stories that You have written in the book of destiny. I'll try to be sincere and accept it. O Allah, please help me to get out of this slump at the departure of Shalwa. Strengthen and strengthen my heart to accept all these realities, O God. That's right what Shalwa said,
Andre closed his eyes remembering what Shalwa said in his dream.
'Try patience when something you love is lost, believe God is preparing something more beautiful than before.'
In the guest room, Nazhwa did the same. Raising both hands.
"Oh my God, I accept what is going on in my life. I believe all this is just a little test from You for me to become a stronger person. That's right what Shalwa said,
Just like Andre did, Nazhwa also closed his eyes to remember the late mother of his brother in his dream.
'Keep fighting while you can, keep fighting for your happiness.'
"If my happiness is also the happiness of Brother Shalwa, I promise I will try to achieve happiness as hard as I can for the sake of Brother Shalwa."
In a different room, but at the same time,
"O ALLAH, I ACCEPT ALL THE PROVISIONS OF YOUR DESTINY. IT'S JUST THE SERVANT BEGGING YOU TO TAKE THIS HEART TO ACCEPT EVERYTHING THAT HAS HAPPENED."
Nazhwa and Andre swept their faces with their palms after pleading in prayer to the creator who was able to flip the hearts of men.