
Fitra put her body on her bed. His head was heavy at the moment. Still bright - niang clearly inking a confession from Sofwa this afternoon. A confession that made his chest seem unbearably tight.
“Actually.. I am, Sofwatun Nayla... indeed still a girl.. but... I am not a virgin anymore..”
That sentence really made Fitra's heart crumble. Never imagined by him a bit about it. But behind it all Fitra also felt salute to Sofwa who had dared to honestly say the disgrace, even though Sofwa knew what the biggest consequences he would receive if Fitra knew the secret. That is what makes Fitra more confident in Sofwa. His heart, which had been broken, was back together. And finally accept with sincerity the lack of it.
“If that's the reality that I have to accept and that I have to live. Bismillah. I am ready” said Fitra firmly and loudly at that time.
It is remarkable that the sentence that came out of the Fitra, .so that made Sofwa unable to withstand the cry of happiness. Sofwa sat on the floor, many times words of gratitude came out of her mouth as well as Raihan. Thank you for raining it to Fitra. Because this time Fitra received Sofwa not by Raihan's coercion anymore but purely from his sincerity as a real man. A man who only expects the pleasure of Allah. Watching the scene made Fitra's heart even more sliced. There was no way he could destroy the happiness of the two twin brothers. Their happiness is also happiness for them.
“Yes Allah.. I am sincere because of You... May one day You replace this sincerity with a happiness later” pinta Fitra in the heart.
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Andre came back to see Sofwa. This time he came to Sofwa. From a distance he saw Sofwa. Sofwa walks alone to the parking lot. Andre has received news that Sofwa has graduated and is now accepted as his assistant lecturer at the campus.
Andre stepped up his steps following Sofwa until now Andre just stood a few centis behind Sofwa.
“Assalamualaikum, Sofwa.” Andre says hello in a soft voice. Although slowly still heard also by Sofwa because their distance is very close. Spontaneous Sofwa turned her body. Smile almost bloomed, he wanted to return the greetings from the person because he thought the one who called his name was one of his friends. But, how surprised he was when he saw the figure of Andre standing right behind him. Andre smiled sweetly at Sofwa. And again with the same appearance as yesterday. He was dressed in a koko shirt and had a coffee. Instead of returning that smile, Sofwa looked sharply at Andre. His round eyes were getting bigger. It is clear that anger is stored in Sofwa's round eyes.
“You what are you?” Sofwa asked in a hostile tone.
“Sorry Sofwa, I didn't mean to bother you. I just..”.
“What germs?” Cut Sofwa directly with half a snapping. Andre was silent.
“Already Andre. I don't want to hear anything from you anymore. I ask you to leave from before me even from my life right now.” expel Sofwa in a firm voice.
“There is no hope for me anymore Sofwa? Is there no more chance for Sofwa? I've really changed, I beg you to give me a chance to make amends against you" Andre said half-begged.
“What should I do so that I can make up for my mistake Sofwa?” Ask Andre again.
“Oohh... So you want to know? Not much for Ndre. Just one thing. I ask you to leave and never come back again” Sofwa said.
“How can I go quietly if you have not left a little apology for me Sofwa... How can I go? I. I am a depraved man, an evil man and what else is his name. I know Sofwa. but you must know that not forever a criminal will be a criminal forever… and not always a good man his practice will be good forever.The wheel of life is always spinning Sofwa, sometimes we are above and sometimes we are below... and it happened to my life.how fate took me to be a bad person akhlanya.. the sign of God still cares about me. He knocked on the door of this long-locked heart.. He softened my heart.He opened my mind. Back to my life as a Servant.. Sofwa, I. I really still love you very much. Even though you hate me now, sick of me. I don't care, I will still love you as you loved me once.. but, I will still say.Bukah your heart for so many times Sofwa. in order to accept this filthy me. I am covered in this sin.. want to re-knit love with you in a sacred bond.I'm sorry Sofwa..” Andre was clearly in tears. Sofwa was only silent while holding back her tears but she remained in her stance. There was no apology for Andre.
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Sofwa and Fitra's wedding day is fast approaching. Everything is prepared. Invitations have been printed. Fitra has also made an official proposal by bringing his parents to Sofwa's house. But, there is something that baffles Sofwa. His feelings became worried. It was all because of Andre.
Andre did not tire of seeing her, apologizing to her. Sometimes Sofwa is bored and fed up. But, somehow it was just a moment after that his heart was broken. He became accustomed to the sudden arrival of Andre. Both on campus and at home. But thank God that at home Andre did not dare to show himself directly to the house because Andre did not want to provoke Raihan's anger again. At best he sees Sofwa from across the street. Waving her hand towards Sofwa's room which happened to be facing the street. Sofwa has always turned away, she doesn't care about Andre. Though curiosity always enveloped his heart. His heart sometimes wondered as well. Is Andre out there today? Waiting herself? Sofwa felt astonished at herself who sometimes waited for the presence of the man with an agitated heart.
“Sorry I Sofwa.. Let me go back into your life.. rectify my mistakes. atone for my sins.. allow me to love you again... allow me..”.
Sofwa found a paper with the words on it right in her bedroom window. Sofwa believes it must be Andre who has a job. Sofwa took a deep breath. What should he do again?
The more he told the man to stay away from his life, the more vigorously the man approached him. Although Sofwa uttered harsh words, even though Andre did not reply. Sometimes there is also a sense of unbearability to him, but... Sofwa hastily erased that from her mind. Sofwa must have a strong determination to no longer give her heart to the man who once left her.
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