Waiting for the Love of the Country
S2 | Heals Inner Wounds

"Time will heal me, time will save my soul. Time will heal me, time will make me whole" Cyra said.

Injured heart no one ever thought of her, Cyra managed to hide behind a mask of a smile and happiness. Now he is enjoying the breeze that blows his body. "Jogja.... I need a calm...."

After the incident the other day, Cyra is now in boyong her parents to live together in Jogja. No one knows about it, Mama Febri does not want to be a burden again for her two best friends.

A mother will not have the heart to see the condition of her child as it is today, sometimes Cyra cries but then she laughs again. Doctors said it was likely that her daughter had been depressed for a long time. He never wanted to share his hard time with anyone.

"Woaahhh! Mama's son is very beautiful, wear this flower robe," praised Mama Febri.

Cyra turned around and smiled, "I'll have to look beautiful in Mas Thoriq's eyes, Ma! How about if she catches another girl, I won't."

Mama Febri nodded, "Your Thoriq is a loyal man, dear! He'll pick you up soon, wait under the yukk!"

Gleefully, Cyra went down the stairs while occasionally singing. "Oh, my most beautiful sister!" praise Carel who is now sitting in the dining room.

"There must be a wish! What do you want, hm?" he said while he was looking at the nose of his sister.

Carel clasped his Big Brother's hand, "Carel wants Big Brother to be happy, want Big Brother to always smile!"

"Ihh gems! Must be dong, happy brother! After all, I want to marry Mas Thoriq, he is a baaaiiikkkk! Brother must be happy with her, dah ah! Brother wants to wait for Mas Thoriq in front, we want a date, "a hue of happiness is emanating on Cyra's face.

But not with the three people there who were smiling bitterly, "God.. Allahs.. Allahs.. Forgive my sins, strengthen my daughter's heart....!" inner Papa Zaydan.

This is the hardest storm of Thoriq's life, he must strive to be strong. There was no regret in his heart, he was determined to always accompany his wife under any circumstances. "I can do it, you can!" his murmur was encouraging to himself.

Before meeting his wife, Thoriq accidentally bought a bucket of red roses. Today he will take his wife to go to Indrayanti Beach, remembering their togetherness in Lombok. Although in a different place, Thoriq hopes that Cyra can treat her inner wounds and return to what she used to be.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck...

The sound of knocking on the door made Cyra immediately move, the smile on her face never faded.

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

Cyra's cheeks meet red, "Walaikumsalam, Mas! Want to go now?" cyra asked timidly, just like before.

Thoriq smiled, trying to endure the pain in his heart. "Is the princess ready? The Prince will say goodbye to the King and Queen first" he said.

Both of Cyra's parents patted Thoriq on the shoulder and nodded their heads, "Be careful on the road, Mas! You are strong, you can get through it all" said Mama Febri.

During the trip, Cyra enjoyed it a lot. The car glass accidentally opened Thoriq, so that his wife could feel the breeze of the wind that hit. "You're a whim, hm?" ask Thoriq.

Cyra nodded her head, "I smile, Mas! But my heart hurts, Mom. Strange as I am" he said. Thoriq slightly flinched, he turned to Cyra who was now holding onto his chest. "What's wrong? You can tell me the same thing, Mas" Thoriq rubbed his wife's head gently.

"Haha! I'm okay, Mas. I'm all right! I'm fine!" Cyra laughed but the tears escaped from her eyes. "I'm happy, aren't I, Mas? Look at me happy, right?" ogre.

For whatever sake, Thoriq's heart was broken! The woman he loved the most was laughing while crying. He closed the window of his car, he let Cyra let out all the expressions of his heart.

"Darling!" call Thoriq, he pulls the car over. Thoriq turned Cyra's body which was now facing the window, he gently kissed his wife's forehead. "Mas will always be right next to you, baby! We will live happily together" he said, cupping his wife's cheeks.

Seeing Cyra nod and start to calm down, Thoriq went back to running his car. After 1 hour and a half, they reached the beach. Lucky they come on a regular day, so the atmosphere of the beach is not so crowded.

Thoriq grasped his wife's hand gently, both walking towards the beach. Cyra's gaze looked blank, he just stared at the beautiful-looking waves that were lighting up the shoreline. "Darling, would you like to drink young coconut water?" ask Thoriq.

Cyra's eyes suddenly sparkled, "Mau, Mas! Wanna drink here" he whined.

"We bought it there!" invite Thoriq to appoint one of the beachside shops. Cyra shook her head, "I'm tired! Just want to wait here, anyways there is a gini beach umbrella. It's good to enjoy the sea breeze" he said.

"okay! Wait here and don't go anywhere before you go back!" thoriq.

"Ckat! Yes, I'm not a child!" annoyed Cyra pursed her lips.

Somehow Cyra's head feels spinning, in his head there are sounds that make him limp. "You get myoma, you're gonna have a hard time having children... Thank God, thank you, baby! Thank you very much, you have the fruit of our love... Relax, baby, I will always accompany you! I don't need the presence of children, just we live together until old age...."

Not to mention when he heard the words of some of his neighbors and relatives who compared him to Theresa. All the sounds were stifling, Cyra shook her head and covered her ears. "No! I can have kids, I can!" his hysterical screams made him the center of attention of the people around him.

Cyra opened her eyes, she saw the gazes of those people. Her body was shaking violently, Cyra ran to the middle of the beach limping. The beach waves were like waving asking Cyra to get closer, "Sir! Don't go there, the waves are big!" shouted one of the visitors.

Thoriq turned his head, how shocked he was when he saw his wife was walking towards the beach. "Cyra!!!" panicked shouting.

He ran after Cyra who had now started touching the water, some people kept shouting at Cyra, but no one dared to come closer. Thoriq was running faster....

Grep's!

He hugged his wife very tightly, both unconscious until the waves hit them both. Their bodies fell down, but Thoriq tightly hugged his wife. Some visitors started to approach and help them.

"Cyras! Wake up baby, wake up!" panicked Thoriq, helped by some he carried his wife to the edge.

"Ono opo toh le? The Mbok was shocked," said the young coconut seller who had arrived Thoriq.

His body was limp, he was crying revealing his heart contents. "Wes please take it to the Mbok's place there, so that wuenak. Rather than here as a spectacle material people anyway," said the Mbok named Ratmi while pointing to one of the shops that turned out to be the residence of the Mbok.

Thoriq nodded, he put his wife to sleep on a mat that had been held by the Mbok. "Sorry to bother you, Mbok!" lirih Thoriq's.

"Ndak papa anyway, ono opo anyway?" ask Mbok Ratmi.

Thoriq cried, "My wife is depressed, Mbok! She is difficult to have children, at first she is like now after knowing if my sister is pregnant. I intend to take him for a walk so that little by little he can treat the wound in his heart" isak Thoriq.

Mbok Ratmi understood, "Can Mbok give me advice?"

Thoriq looked up, he looked at the wife and nodded his head. "Mbok has an acquaintance with one of the psychiatric therapists. My place is a bit far from here, in addition to the psychiatric there I can also treat the disease in the womb bojo mu iku. You guys have not yet made an effort, but the pressure of your bojom batine iku wis until the final stage. Try to come first there, later the Mbok give the address. Hopefully your bojo's recovered, le!"

'Rainbow House' the name is like it's not a place for mentally ill people. But there Thoriq can see, some people who experience ODGJ, ODS and others are able to gradually improve. Mental illness is not something that can be underestimated, Thoriq will do anything for his beloved wife.

After returning home from the beach, Cyra's condition worsened. He was increasingly unable to control his emotions, several times he tried to end his life. So they decided to take Cyra to the Rainbow House. Hoping if his wife will recover soon and return as before.

Apparently the news reached the ears of the family of his two best friends, unbeknownst to Mama Febri and Papa Zayand they followed Cyra to Pelangi House.

"Biw.." said Mother Gisya, everyone turned their heads and before long they huddled with each other. "Why don't you tell me about us, Biw? What are we supposed to be?!" ummi Ulil.

"I'm sorry... I just don't want to be troublesome, your problems are quite complicated," said Mama Febri. Mother Gisya shook her head, "Any problem, if we face it together will never be complicated, Biw! Did you forget our parents' message?!"

Tears accompanied their existence, there they could see how chaotic Cyra who kept rebelling beat up the doctor and her husband inside. "I want to go home, Masthoriq! I don't want to be here, I'm afraid!!! I want to go home!!" hysterical shouting.

"Haha! You're afraid I can't love a descendant huh, Mom? You are afraid of being insulted by people, aren't you, Mas?! You're ashamed to have a wife like me, Mas?!" now the sound of Cyra's laughter sounded bitter in their ears.

Alan watched all that, his heart was so sick that it even hurt so much. "It's all because of me, Husain! If I hadn't contacted him at the time, he wouldn't have been rich!" regret Alan.

"That's your excuse, it means I'm wrong too! Because Alana was pregnant first, maybe that also made Cyra become distant. We can't blame ourselves, that's it! We should always support Thoriq and Cyra. Hopefully with this, he can heal the inner wounds that we ourselves do not know how deep it is!" Husain put his brother-in-law's shoulder on.

Be kind to yourself even if you fail. No matter how small your happiness is, now is your best time. Although angry must remain patient, although heavy must remain strong. Although tired, must remain enthusiastic. There must be a way out. People do not cry because they are weak. But, they were crying because they had been trying hard for a long time. Strengthen your mentality, because life is not always beautiful..... 🤭🤣✌😝

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