Solihah Women the Love of the Heart
ep 18 - Hardness

At the building where I married Satria.

The day has now shown at 10:00 noon. Invitational guests have also gathered in the chairs in front of the guarantee. When I was sitting in the front seat of the dressing table, suddenly Satria entered the dressing room and then mixed up with me.

"Assalamallaikum my future wife?" satria said with a smile.

"Yes, Satria" I replied.

"Well you cry?" satria said while holding my chin.

"No, sister" I said in a soft tone.

"Don't be sad, we'll get married" said Satria, squatting down in front of me and rubbing my hair.

"Yes, Brother" I reply simply.

Satria felt something was wrong with my sikafku today who was not cheerful and puffy eyes.

"Something is wrong" murmured Satria.

Satria exhaled for a while and then continued her conversation.

"She...?" while turning the chair of the table risa while keeping both hands on my shoulders.

"Yes, sister" I replied by holding back my tears from falling.

"Now you're honest with me. Tell me what really happened?!" satria said trying to urge me.

I exhaled for a moment. It seems that I have to speak honestly towards Satria with all these realities so that no one will end up regretting it.

"Eck...Sis...Brother Satria?" I started a serious conversation with stammering words.

"Yes, my future wife" said Satria still holding my shoulder.

"A. I'd like to be honest with Brother,"

"Yes,"

"Se.se..really.." I can't continue the conversation.

"What a beauty, actually," Satria grew curious.

"Actually.." I immediately dropped my body on the floor crying.

"You're crying, wake up baby" Satria squatted her body and helped me stand up.

"What's the matter, Raisa?"

"A.I se..actually ma...there are still relationships with men in the past that you mean," I was forced to tell Satria.

"A..what?" satria said in shock.

"I'm sorry Brother, I'm sorry." while holding Satria's arm.

"Why are you playing me?"

"Brug..."Satria pushed my body to the floor by grabbing my head and opening my veil.

"Shelves..." Satria slammed the mike up on the dresser.

There was persecution in that room.

"Janga Sister I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt Brother...!" I said while my hair was on the crest.

"Then why did you marry me. You realize? you've hurt me." said Satria in a high tone.

"I don't want to marry you."

Satria continued to mistreat me until I was unconscious. After Satria saw me unconscious, she left the room through the window.

***

All the invitations were present and seated in their respective seats. Penghulu who will marry me and Satria is already present in the midst of the invited guests.

"Can you bring her bride here?!" penghulu.

"Can sir, I'll call first the bride is in the dressing room" Father replied.

"Please" said the pengulu.

"Come on Ma!" take Dad. Mom and Dad rushed to Rias' room to call Satria and me.

When Mom was about to open the door to the dressing room, Mom and Dad entered the room and found me unconscious, bruised and bleeding from the head. Father and Mother saw me lying on the floor covered with blood of course shocked, Father and Mother immediately approached me.

"She...!" Mom screamed and hugged me.

"You why Raisa?" father said with an anxious face.

"We need to get him to the hospital as soon as possible!" mother said while crying.

***

Arriving at the hospital I was directly input in the ER room to be examined by the Doctor.

Shortly after, a nurse came out of the ER where I had an examination.

"How's my son doing, Sus?" ask a nurse who came out of the ER.

"The doctor is still checking, sir." replied the nurse and left.

The time is 12:00 noon. Dzuhur time has arrived, but the Doctor who examined me has not come out. Mom and Dad are panicking.

"We have to report this incident to the authorities, ma'am!" father said while crying.

"Yes Father, Well Already Dzuhur yuk we pray and pray for Caca's healing!" Mother invited Prayers. Mom and Dad rushed to the mosque next to the hospital.

After performing the congregational prayer, Father and Mother raised their hands together and wanted to pray in their hearts.

"O Allah, forgive the sins of the servant for the treatment of the servant. Give healing to the slave child. The servant knows this is the sin of the servant who has forced the son of the servant to marry the chosen man of the servant. Forgive all the sins of God..." Do'a Father in heart while shedding tears.

"God, give healing to the son of the servant, and give a soul mate to the son of the best servant that You give Aamiin.." do'a Mother in her heart.

***

After the Prayers Father and Mother returned to the front waiting room of the ER.

Shortly after, the doctor who examined me came out.

"How's my son doing, Doc?" said Father with a hopeful face.

"Thank God in the results of the investigation there is no internal wound, only Raisa lost a lot of blood and father and mother do not have to worry about Raisa we have handled smoothly"

"Alhamdulillah." Mom and Dad said hamdalah while rubbing his face with both hands.

"But we can't go to the hospital yet because we have to do further tests before being transferred to the hospital room" said the doctor.

"Thank you sir" said Mother with a plong heart.