SHAHDU IN THE SENDU
Crying and Regret
...Part 24's...
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“Za..”
“My wife,,,”
The words of the Word that was about to repeat sorry were cut off by the voice behind Zareen's back.
Zareen immediately turned around and her eyes met her husband's bead, with the arch on her lip Zain approaching.
“Mas want fried rice, please make yah”
Zareen hasn't budged, yet,
“Mas are hungry, it is usually at this time Mas eat fried rice made by you”
Zareen frowned, it is true that usually at their home at this hour Zareen prepared breakfast that is often fried rice for Zain, but because Zain had breakfast egg tea and fried cassava with Dad, but because Zain had breakfast, Zareen thought she no longer needed to prepare fried rice for Zain, but it was not enough for her husband, she was still hungry. Zareen nodded and walked into the house to then rush into the kitchen.
“Not good talking too close to people”'s wife. Murmured Zain with his flat face
“So you're Zareen's husband?”
“Yes right I am the man who shook his father's hand Zareen”
Firman smiled obliquely, “Didn't you drop the talaq on him?”
“I came to repair our household, I picked up Zareen to return to our home in Jakarta”
“A man who does not know how to appreciate and glorify women does not deserve a second chance, it is too valuable to be wasted only for people like you”. Tukas Firman looked up at Zain
“Ck, you act like you're the most capable man for that”. Zain's sarcasm smiled obliquely
“Yes, I can for it, for my loved ones I can kill my ego by appreciating and flattering the height of my women, and I have been used to doing that for Zareen” ever since
Firman spoke firmly, smiled obliquely, then turned around leaving Zain flabbergasted by his words.
One more thing, you don't know what it means to shake a Dad”'s hand. Tukas Firman final then passed forward motor maticnya.
Zain who was still dumbstruck was silent on the spot, his hands clenching.
“Hahhh..” Zain let out a rough breath, and raised both his hands then rubbed his visibly riled face.
“The man is waiting for a gap from my wedding and Zareen”.
His blood was boiling, his heart was heating up, anger was seeping on him, he turned around and rushed into the house, he had to see Zareen, his heart wanted.
Zain continued to step foot until he reached the kitchen door, stopping there leaning on the door and eyes that continued to stare inside Zareen.
Zain sighed, he found it, his wife.
His heart was calm, the burning embers burning his heart from within a few seconds ago were instantly extinguished. When his eyes found what he was looking for, it was strange. Obviously Zareen is here, in the kitchen, not far from him. But a few minutes ago his heart was so riled up, terrified of loss. Afraid that Zareen might disappear from his sight, from his life. There is another man who wants his wife.
“Yes Allah I was negligent I was negligent, I let my guard down so as to give another man a gap to try to take my position. I'm a fool, god, what a fool, my wife still wanted another man”,
Sesal Zain cursed himself, a regret that gnawed his heart deeply. Sickest
“Mas, this is his fried rice” Zain blinked his eyes by the sound of his wife
Zain smiled and rushed towards the dining table
“Wahhh this must be yummy”. Zain said enthusiastically directly occupied the chair
Zareen placed a plate containing fried rice with half-cooked beef eggs.
“Mashaallah, thanks yaa”
Zareen simply nodded and put down a glass of water, and turned around to leave.
Zareen turned, “There is what Mas”. Ask with raised eyebrows
“Company Mas Makan”
“Itu Mas, the page was not..”.
“Please...”. Lirih Zain cut off Zareen's words
Zareen breathed out and returned to the dining table, he sat down opposite Zain, sitting still.
“The fried rice is tasty”.
Zareen raised both his eyebrows gasping, then Zain continued
“Mas likes”.
Zain said with a light laugh looking at Zareen's patterned eyes.
“Ordinary fried rice kok Mas”. Jawan Zareen flat
“Mas always like, homemade fried rice kamu”
Zareen was back, this speech was too shocking. She could not believe what her husband had just said.
Zain who saw the look of doubt on Zareen's face smiled softly,
“Im sorry Mas ya”. Zain said putting the spoon up his back and staring deeply into his wife's bead.
“Mas do not know, whether your apologies deserve Mas or not, so many mistakes that Mas did so far, as long as our household there Mas only make mistakes. Mas who is zolim, never fulfill the responsibilities of Mas as a husband, Mas's obligations.
He ignored you, closed his eyes as if you were not there, closed his ears and mute his mouth.
Zain spoke in a voice that was fed up with hoarseness, continuing to hold his head staring at Zareen who turned his face away with eyes that began to glaze over.
“Mas the stupid za, with the shallow science of religion Mas, Mas shaken with what happened in life Mas”.
Mas continues to try to find the wisdom behind all this za, but the heartache that comes after each other makes Mas desperate and think that fate is indeed playing tricks on Mas. Mas violated the decree of God and did not understand it, Mas was so disappointed that this anger made Mas upset and blame you who were present in the life of Mas”.
Mas salah za Mas wrong, you should not be the place to vent Mas's disappointment. Mas aware and Mas sorry za”. Lirih Zain with tears that have fallen.
Clear water fell on Zareen's cheeks, calmly facing Zain and looking back at the priest's eyes.
“I do not ask God to present in your life Mas, this has all become His permanence, what can I do?.
If I may choose then I also do not want the accident that night happened, and I also do not expect our marriage Mas, married to a man who already has a woman in his heart, I also do not want this Mas. But I live with god, I have god, and I believe in qada and qadarnya.”
Zareenpun revealed everything in his heart, the accumulated feelings he had been hiding.
They both sob.
Zareen raised his face and wiped his tears, again saying, “I believe that there is no such thing as coincidence in this world, we have an almighty god over everything, power over me, power over me, and power over you. I believe that what is happening in our lives is not for nothing, it must bring reason with it, and I believe it. With the indignity of my faith, I tried to continue to pursue the zoning of God, with the fragility of my heart I kept trying to find the wisdom behind it all. Many wisdom that I found in our bond Mas, I am grateful for it”.
“But my heart is not as strong as mine, though I keep trying. Because of the repeated puncture and scratch in the same place, my heart ached. Therefore my ability to survive is certainly not always strong, sometimes I think to stop Mas, end the pain of the sword slashes, and hide myself”.
As the waves break the reef, Zareen's last words hit deep into Zain's innermost recesses, his breathing humming along with his roaring heartbeat. The clear liquid from the eyes that kept rolling, Zain raised his face that had been ducking as Zareen complained about all his disappointment, he said,
“Za, don't stop, don't hide yourself, turn around, please. Keep holding your hand, continue to accompany Mas in this search, do not go, Mas need you, Mas realize that Mas really need you, do not go dear”.
TO BE CONTINUE
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It is true that loss will be felt when something is no longer in sight.
Humans forget to appreciate when they exist.
Tears of regret will always be at the end of the story.