Marrying the Virgin Widow (Senandung Dawn)
Part #26
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MashaAllah and Alhamdulillah to who responds well to chapter 25 about what the hell is TRAUMA? here just want to share about what sometimes we ourselves are not sensitive to the circumstances around.. It is considered excessive when in fact it is sick that person who has a bitter past. Here one story but who read alhamdulillah hundreds of people with different head contents.. Some are in SKIP, some must be clear why and how, some are spoiled, or even in so this is a new lesson, it's your right. But throughout teteh nulis there have been many experiences reading comments like it seems... May this one good thing be a field of reward for all of us for sharing Aamiin...
# Happy Reading #
The day goes on and all looks the same, Shena does not look sick when she is in a safe place and with people who make her comfortable, she said, because in fact the problem is not physical or his body but mental, he said,
There is one sentence "No story, do not share the know-how of suicide" Yes, all of them are people who have a bitter story in the past or also who are having a pressure of mindin, and it will be wrong and fatal as a result if the surrounding environment does not embrace it properly, because the sufferer only needs ears and shoulders because the real medicine is from himself.
And Senandung was one of the lucky ones, he fell into a warm family and could accept all the lack because more just innocence alone. Almost three months he continued to be accompanied and back to the therapist, now all is well, now everything is fine, Shena can sleep quietly until the morning without waking up with both eyes red either because of crying or just because not sleeping at all.
But all is certainly not instant because to make Shena lulled in a dream there are hands that must be willing to sacrifice, tingling now like daily food for Dawn at night.
"I'm home, good night and keep having good dreams" whispered Dawn as she slowly removed her hand from Shena's right cheek.
Yes, the palm of Dawn is indeed being made to cushion one side of its natural beautiful face which is now fine snoring, there is often a sense of unbearability to leave but Dawn can not do more than this, Fajar can not do more than this, be aware of their position and status that is not halal for now.
Eeeugh....
"Aa--," call Shena as she feels some movement. But, that doesn't mean he woke up he just wriggled with the brain still remembering who the last person he saw.
"Yes, Aa here," replied Fajr slowly lest jusetru awaken Shena.
But, it seems like Fajar gave up tonight, he slept sitting on the floor while his face was on the edge of the bed not far from Shena.
And as the morning went, Enin who came to Shena's room to check the state of the girl was shocked when he found out the grandson did not come home, he said, both of them are still asleep lulled in dreams under their own conscious.
"Geez, if it's time to want Enin to look at you both Sah, pity Shena and have been sacrificed by Aa especially time," said the middle-aged woman hopeful.
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In a short while of breakfast, Dawn came out of the room that if she had never closed the door, she kissed Enin's left cheek while saying goodbye.
"It's a hunt?" ask Abah who is already in the dining table chair.
"I had a meeting this morning, Candles couldn't change because she had to Cheu up" Fajar replied.
"Non't have breakfast? Umma made you some chicken fried rice."
"A breakfast and shower in the office, Aa tipped Shena yes," she replied, who immediately left after kissing the middle-aged couple's hands in reverence alternately.
In fact, Shena has never been troublesome at all, although innocently he knows how to put himself, such as following the rules where he now lives.
And just as Dawn was leaving, now alternating the girl who came to the kitchen that doubles the dining room, so deeply he woke up late than usual.
"Just leaving? kirain came home late," Shena replied in surprise as well.
"She slept in your room last night and just came home" Enin explained again, a red hue was somehow immediately visible on both of Shena's cheeks until Abah and Enin couldn't help but be happy to see her.
"Fortunately Shena was brought here yes, dear," said Abah while kissing the hand of the wife who so longed for her birth to the heart from her own womb.
"Hem, like God, he knows what we need."
The three also had breakfast as usual before there was something they would do with their respective activities, either Abah with the Birds or Umma and Shena who just chat and make snacks, either, the poor girl must have something to do to make her daydream and alone as much as possible.
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The office.
The new dawn was greeted with a smile as sweet as possible from his personal assistant. A woman who is only two years younger, she who has worked for 4 years is certainly quite close to her boss.
"Sorry, did I bother you this morning?"
"I'm thankful, because if you don't call me, maybe I'm still snoring" Fajar replied, chuckling.
It is still very early morning for them to be as professional as possible as a Director and personal Assistant.
"Snoring with Shena, you mean, hem?" goda Niha, her folded arms on the chest added a relaxed impression to their chatter.
"Who do you think you are with? isn't she the only girl I've told you about? never mind, I'll take a shower and please prepare breakfast, I'm hungry" Dawn said, it will be difficult for him later to concentrate on work if he was reminded Shena.
The dawn that bathed in a private room in his study seemed fresh when cold water from above his head flowed to his feet, especially his body that was a little sore when he had to sleep in a sitting position all night.
He who has cleaned himself does not necessarily wear clothes that are in the closet, the room is like his room in the main house or in the house Enin.
Dawn that inexplicably even lay his body in the middle of the mattress by only wearing a towel limited to the waist.
His eyes were closed immediately there was a shadow of Shena, not to mention his voice when calling with the name Aa, although many were so but it felt that the tone she spoke was much different in his ears.
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My God, jump to 21 days later can not heh??