The Injured
Wounds That Don't Heal

Grandfather looked at Radit's pale face. WaJah Radit reminded her of the granddaughter she loved so much.

"Why are you lucky like this?" muttered the grandfather.

The middle-aged man looked at the corner of Radit's lips which were turning blue and there was blood drying there.

"The man always puts emotions first over his common sense" the middle-aged man grumbled.

Family doctors who have examined Radit also said if Radit lack food intake. The grandfather also understood.

Half an hour, he waited for Radit to wake up. Just the smile arch that the man showed.

"You deserve my favorite grandson."

Radit opened his eyes slowly. "It's sober" asked the grandfather.

"I'm sorry, Cake" Radit said.

Grandpa smiled at Radit. He rubbed Radit's back lovingly.

"You why? Attacked again with your parents?" With weakness Radit nodded.

"Towards true love there will surely be many trials and obstacles. You have to get through that" said the grandfather.

"But they forced me to marry that woman" he said.

"Don't be afraid, Grandpa will always support you. Grandpa was very sure, you are not a depraved man," Grandpa explained.

Some servants entered Radit's room which was not closed. They brought some food as well as fruits and also milk for Radit.

"Eat, and there will be someone who cleans the wound on your leg" said the grandfather. Radit nodded and obeyed the words of his grandfather.

After finishing eating, Radit's foot was injured. Because of the intense anger, he did not ignore the pain.

"Look, it's not just my heart that's tormented. But, my physique was also injured."

Radit's murmur was heard by Grandpa. Because he's at Radit's doorstep.

"You're a strong boy, Dit. Despite being constantly hurt, you are still able to survive above all the aches and wounds you feel right now" Grandfather murmured.

After Radit's wounds were cleared, he stared at the ceiling of the room. His eyes stared blankly as if there was no longer any passion to continue his life.

Radit tried to close his eyes for a moment. She felt someone gently stroking her hair. And kissed his forehead.

Slowly Radit opened his eyes. A beautiful woman smiled warmly at him wearing a long white dress. The biggest smile was very soothing to Radit's heart.

"Mamih," call Radit.

"You are the best of Mamih's children, you will never do anything that is forbidden by religion. Keep fighting, boy, to get the truth. Mamih is happy, because there are still many people out there who love you. Like this grandfather who really loves you. Don't ever let him down, son, he has great expectations of you."

Doesn't feel like a clear grain is falling at the end of his eyes. And Radit was awakened. He looked for his Mamihnya figure however, there was no one in his room.

"Can Mamih come into Radit's dream any longer? Radit needs a warm hug, Mih. Radit needs a backrest," he said.

Radit's weakest side when it's like this. When he is in trouble, his mother will be present in his dream. Just conveying something that is sometimes difficult to digest by the human mind.

Radit slapped his face over his bent leg. It sounded so heart-wrenching. There is a fear Radit feels. He was afraid, if the DNA test results will be positive. What he thinks is not Fani or the child in Fani's womb. But, Echa who was always in his head. Does his struggle to maintain his relationship with Echa have to run aground?

While in Radit's apartment, Addhitama was still staring at his son's cell phone. Addhitama is opening a chat application on Radit's phone. All chat contents from others Radit delete, but not with messages from Echa. Addhitama continued to scroll the contents of his youngest son's message with his girlfriend, no strange message just limited to a change of spare change that Radit gave to Echa.

Addhitama opens a photo gallery that has Radit's cell phone. Her heart trembled when from looking at a very complete family photo. He has himself, his three children and his wife.

Though the original photos there are only four of them without Radit. Because Radit is not yet present in the world. But, in the photo was prepared a photo of Raditya who was smiling towards the camera. And the edit feels real.

A clear thread fell on the tip of Addhitama's eye. "I'm sorry, honey. I have failed to look after our youngest son," he murmured softly.

The next day, Radit did not go to college or practice. He still lives in his room. While the grandfather, was receiving an important phone call from someone.

Her lips are thin. "Take a hair from him. Do a DNA test too" the grandfather said on the phone.

"You think I'm a fool. Any way you do will never be able to penetrate the room" said the grandfather with a smirk smile.

Turns out to be true, there are humans who fire beards. And he told the little mice to smuggle into the important room that stores the results of Radit DNA tests with the child in the womb Fani. However, the darling of a thousand. The room was heavily guarded by officers and bodyguards disguised as officers.

"Damn!" screech someone young man.

It's been three days that Radit's been living in a middle-aged man's house. The grandfather felt very happy, at least someone accompanied him in the mansion.

"Where are you going, Dit?" ask the grandfather.

"Today I went back to Kek's apartment. I skipped college and practice for three days. My wallet and cell phone are in the apartment, too" he said.

Grandfather's face seemed sad to hear Radit's answer. Radit approached the grandfather with a smile.

"I'm going to look up to Grandpa here a lot, really. Anyway I want to open a psychiatrist practice nearby," he said.

The old man smiled proudly at Radit. "Grandfather will always support you."

"Love the Boy."

When the Papih ignored him there was a warm male figure who treated him very well and lovingly. Everything Radit didn't get from Addhitama, now Radit gets from this middle-aged man he calls Grandpa.

Arriving at the apartment, it turns out that the Papih is already in the Radit apartment. Looking at the figura he had just seen. Yeah, the happy family that Radit edited.

Radit just stared at Addhitama with a flat gaze. Not a word he said to his papih. He also moved his feet to his room.

"Where have you been for the past three days?" ask Addhitama who turned out to be following Radit from behind.

"Radit will not be separated from the responsibility. If, from the results of the DNA test it states that the child Fani conceived Radit child, Radit will marry Fani," he replied, inserting the items he needed for college.

A moment later, Radit looked at his papih with a heartfelt look.

"If, the test states that Radit is not the father of the child. Let Radit go after someone who can heal Radit's wounds all this time."

"Wounds that will never heal at any time. Because Papih doesn't know what it's like to always be blamed and always be forced to obey your will."

Addhitama gasped at what Radit said. He put his bag on his back and passed leaving his pecking papih in place.

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Mon maap yesterday not up, gtw why if every early month the mood I make nulis tuh ugly. Not because tired of chasing 60k or because of comments that are almost absent.

Who awaits the story of Bang Duda, again the process of typing yes. God willing today up. More distractions that make the mind go everywhere.

Come on let me get the spirit of the story ...