The Destiny of Love Rania
CHAPTER 14 (FLOWERS - FLOWERS OF LOVE)
Flowers bloom. The colors make their own beauty for those who see it, the leaves seem to dance to the rhythm of the breeze that takes it right and left.
The bright morning atmosphere was deliberately used by Sofwa to refresh his mind for a moment, while looking at the flowers that bloom in the garden, just like his heart today. As if there were flowers blooming in her heart.
Sofwa smiled faintly. It is reflected by how he met and discussed with a handsome nurse named Fitra. That man stole his heart! The man seemed to understand his heart. He came at the right time. When his love flower was destroyed and now he is present bringing new flowers that are even more beautiful.
When turmoil rules his mind. He was present to be encouraging, filling the emptiness of his heart that felt hollow earlier. When he needs a man's hand, he needs a figure to look after and protect and yesterday he really felt protected, he felt his passion recovered, he felt his spirit came back. All because of the handsome nurse, the nurse who really takes care with a sincere heart. Nurse hearted angel.
“Assalamu’alaikum.” The sound of greetings from the back makes Sofwa aware of his reverie. He turned his head back and found a figure in white clothes with his trademark smile was right standing behind him. His heart blossomed again and now grew as his heart and mind welcomed the presence of the man he had just daydreamed with pleasure.
“Wa'alaikumusalam..” replied Sofwa with a vibrating voice. Her nervousness could not be hidden from the man in front of her. In addition to being kind and friendly, the man does have a charm that can make every woman bend her knees before her.
“How are you doing? Was it a little lightening from yesterday?” ask him attentively. His attention was what made Sofwa happier and his gaze made Sofwa wrong. He did not dare to look directly into Fitra's eyes. Sofwa just nodded while looking down and smiling.
“Alhamdulillah.. I hope you recover quickly. It just so happens that it will be noon doctor Visit. If the doctor declares you have fully recovered and can go home, God willing tomorrow you can go home” said Fitra, again by giving a deathly smile.
“Iya hopefully,” replied Sofwa. Although what came out of his mouth was not in line with what his heart was saying at this moment. Somehow he did not expect to go home, he wanted to be here, wanted to always get the attention of Fitra, wanted to hear beautiful words of pearl strung from the words of Fitra. The flowers of his love are indeed blooming in his heart, and he did not understand why so quickly this flower bloomed which when only a few days ago this flower withered and even almost extinct? Is it true that people say that the cure for heartbreak because of love is by falling in love again with someone? I don't know, Sofwa doesn't know. All he knew was that his heart was now completely attached to Fitra. His heart began and was even open to Fitra. That easy? What about the failure of her past love? How do past love stories that are new to the world feel to be the most suffering woman in this world because of losing her love? Is she the type of woman who easily feels lost but is also easy to open her heart to others? Was he not afraid of getting hurt again? If you get laughed at again? Will it be destroyed again if what is expected is not in line with the reality?His love is unrequited? His love claps one hand?
“Hai.. What are you doing?” From a distance Raihan shouted after finding his twin brother with a nurse. Raihan has become acquainted with Fitra and they are immediately familiar, Raihanpun is very grateful with Fitra who has restored the spirit of Sofwa's life.
“I'm bothering ya?” Raihan asked after being among them. Raihan's question seemed to tease Sofwa who suddenly blushed in embarrassment. But Fitra just responded with ordinary questions Raihan.
“Not really. It just so happens that there is Raihan. All I want to tell you in a moment doctor visit and if there are no more problems hopefully Sofwa can go home”
“Alhamdulillahh.. Hopefully Fitra, I am tired of waiting for him in the hospital, hehe..” Raihan said while joking.
“Oya, Nayla, Mom is waiting for you in the tuh room, you go to the gih” room tell Raihan. Nayla nodded and passed from there.
“Thanks yes Ra, it's thanks to you, my brother Nayla can gradually recover from ‘illness love’ it” said Raihan after Nayla left.
“Sama-sama Raihan, but it's nothing I just help the rest of God who helps him” replied Fitra as if humbled.
“Yes, God helped Nayla through your words, through your words. I don't think there are people who can hurt Nayla so badly, even though Nayla is a good girl, but the bastard had the heart to leave Nayla even though Nayla had given all her heart to him. I don't know why it's a guy. I really grudge with him Ra” said Raihan with a look of hate on the figure he told me that.
“Think I felt like I was replying to the heartache that Nayla had suffered, but I was not given a chance. I've tried a few times to beat up that guy, but I always fail. Always fail” Fitra is still silent. He let Raihan take out all his junk.
“You can help me Ra?”
“help what?”
“Teaching the bastard” growled Raihan.
“Yes Allah.. Istighfar my brother, do not be overpowered by your lusts. Patience. All problems will not be solved by violence, we find another way” advises Fitra.
“But, what way? There is no other way but to beat the bastard or if it can destroy him from the face of this earth” Raihan said excessively.
Fitra smiled as she shook her head.
Raihan. This man in front of him really has a mature mindset, in contrast to him who is too rash in doing, it is appropriate that Nayla immediately got up after hearing the beautiful words that came out of Fitra's speech.
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Fitra caught something else from Sofwa's gaze earlier. She worries that her attitude is too excessive towards Sofwa so that the girl misinterprets her attitude. Really Fitra just wanted to erase the sadness, he did not mean anything. But, Fitra hurriedly brushed aside her worries, she was too pensive, there was no way Sofwa would fall for her.
“Fitra, your second book has been accepted by the publisher, has been read and thankfully after going through editing that not many of your books will be ready to be published”, said Seno, his old high school friend who now works at one of the publishers in the city.
“Alhamdulillah, even though I think my writing can not be a place in the heart of publisher”
“You're too low. Your writing is good Ra, you are talented” praise Seno.
“Hhmmm. I'd rather spit it out with habits.”
“Habits? Meaning?”
“iya, habits or habituation. Actually someone can do something that is not because of talent from within, but because of 2 processes. The first exercise (Exercise) and the second repetition (Repition) and from 2 processes it is born the habits.”
“So humans have no talent donk?”
“Those humans don't have talent. The talent remains, just that it does not just come. Talent exists because it is created, we are the ones who create the talent in the way that was, namely habits”
“Then I can also be a writer like you?” Ask Seno.
“Sure. Anyone has the opportunity to create each of his talents, just depend on our consistency in doing so. Suppose we have the will, but no effort? Can not be in line, suppose the will and effort exist but do not continue to be trained and re-trained? Not in line either. So the point is yes that habits are born because there is practice and repetition. Surely if both are in line with the talent will flow aja”
Seno mangosteen heard Fitra's explanation.
Yach!! Fitra has been actively writing since at the pesantren, starting from a fad but since his writing was accidentally read by one of his friends in the pesantren, from there praise for the sake of praise flowed for him.
“Your writing is good Fitra, you can develop this, you can publish, because your writing is not just empty writing, which is without meaning. Your writing is ‘ contains’, there are benefits for others. You can read through this writing. Your writing is a charity farm for you”
Since then, Fitra has been actively writing.
“You have a rival now Ra, see.” Reno gave a book to Fitra. Fitra took the book. Book with blue cover with title ‘Painting Love in blue sky’.
“Try you read. Guaranteed you will be klepek-klepek, hehehe”
Fitra read the synopsis behind the book, the synopsis alone is able to make Fitra curious and want to quickly read the contents in the book.
“He is still among the new authors in the world, which you hold is the first book. And it has been able to inspire those who read it, but unfortunately the author is lacking in axis right, not nothing. He who does not want, because the principle of writing is not to make himself famous but writing to spread the content in his writing, which must contain knowledge that is useful for others. That's what I read from the interview with the author Ra”
“Ohh.. deserves no photo. Just a brief bio of doank. Rania Nazwa... nice name” said Fitra with a smile.
Seriate....