Wisdom of Love: KALA LOVE TREATS WOUNDS
KAMIL'S ARRIVAL

Is she the girl you meant in your dream yesterday, son? If it is true, immediately apply him," said Anna firmly and nod by Wildan and Ameerah.

"Eh, not ma'am, he's not the one in Ameer's dream, after all he's just Ameer's friend. God willing, when the time comes, Ameer will tell you who the woman in Ameer's dream is.

"All right, let us know soon, dear, I can't wait to see you get married" Anna said, returning Ameer's phone.

"Yes, God willing."

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Time passed so quickly, days changed days, weeks changed weeks, months changed months, until it did not feel two months Rabiah had spent his days in Makassar, Makassar, treating the wound and calming the mind enough to make him slump for several weeks in his room.

Quite a lot of changes that Rabiah felt, he no longer thought too much about Kamil as during the early days of divorce. It is true, people say, too burdening the mind with painful love will only make the heart more hurt and the mind becomes chaotic. On the contrary, too much effort to forget will only add to the memory of that painful love.

So do not be surprised if someone who tries to forget will actually get the opposite result. Simply live everything with a spacious heart, reassuring the heart that everything will change over time.

For two months in Makassar, Rahil always took Rabiah sightseeing, whether it was to a tourist spot, or just eating the wind in the city of Makassar.

Then what about the Son, of course, the adult man always tried to approach him, even he came to his grandparents' house just to take the heart of the Rabiah family, although basically he did not dare to express his interest in Rabiah at that time with reason too soon.

As at this time, Putra came back to Shawwal's grandfather's house, but not to take the family's heart again, but wanted to meet with Rabiah specifically.

"Biah, someone wants to meet you son," said Hafsyah's grandmother as she knocked on the door of Rabiah's room, a room that used to be Yasminb's room which was none other than the umminya.

"Who's grandma?" asked Rabiah after opening the door of his room.

"Son boy, he wants to talk to you in one eye" replied Grandma Hafsah.

Rabiah took a rough breath, he really did not expect that if the man was really persistent in approaching him, Rabiah was not a child, and he already has enough experience to detect the attraction of men like the Son who always approach him with various reasons, even though the Son himself has not said it clearly.

Rabiah never said his true status, nor did Rahil. For them, as long as the person who comes to him is not to marry him or express his feelings, then the status of Rabiah does not need to be in the umbar.

After wearing his robe and hijab, Rabiah walked towards the living room, where Putra was sitting waiting for him while sipping a cup of tea that had been served previously by Hafsah's grandmother.

"Sister Son, what's wrong, brother?" ask Rabiah while landing his ass on the sofa facing the Son.

"Rabiah, look,." said the Son a little nervous, his legs had not stopped swaying. Although this was not the first time he spoke seriously with women, but somehow, in the presence of Rabiah, he became so nervous like a teenager who had just first felt the kasmaran.

"Look,." again his speech was interrupted because he was so nervous.

While Rabiah was still waiting for what Putra would say while looking down, he occasionally saw the Son who looked so stiff at this time.-4

"Look Rabiah, actually coming here I want to propose you to be my wife, because honestly since the beginning we met, I have fallen in love with you deck, I have fallen in love with you, I believe you are the type of woman who takes care of yourself and does not have a relationship outside the marriage bond, so instead of inviting you to date, I want to immediately invite you to get married," said Putra so sincerely.

Rabiah momentarily held his breath when he heard the honesty and goodwill of the Son, he was really worried about the confession of the Son today.

"Sister, forgive Biah, Biah can not accept the good invitation of brother," Rabiah's great-grandson lowered his head.

"What's the reason for the deck?"

"Hmm, look, sister, Biah feels inappropriate, Biah is no longer a girl like you think, Biah is a widow,"

"What's? The widow?" then why haven't you said it since the beginning of the deck?"

"Sorry brother, instead Biah does not want to be honest with his brother, Biah just does not want to indulge him if Biah feels it does not matter."

The son was silent for a moment, honestly he was a little disappointed with the status of Rabiah, but his little heart did not want to dispute it.

"If I say that I continue to accept your status, do you want to accept my proposal?" ask the Son later.

Rabiah bowed, he felt very bad for the Son at this time, for a moment he thought that he could give an answer that did not hurt the man.

"Sorry brother, may you meet another girl better," replied Rabiah later.

The son immediately fell silent, he clearly understood what Rabiah's answer meant. He took a deep breath and threw it away.

"Did I not have a deck chance?" ask the Son again.

Rabiah just looked down sluggishly, "forgive Biah sis," he replied.

"Alright, brother will try to understand your situation, may you always be happy," said Putra trying to hold his chest even though now his chest feels tight due to Rabiah's refusal, the girl he has loved for 2 months.

"Then, big brother first, assalamu 'alaikum," he said and left.

Rabiah stood up to take Putra away. From behind, Hafsah's grandmother approached Rabiah who was now standing in the doorway watching Putra's car drifting away.

"The next time your iddah is over, don't you have the intention to open your heart again, son?" asked Grandma Hafsah to gently rub the shoulders of her grandson.

"I haven't thought about it yet, Grandma."

"Then, what's your plan now?"

"Biah will return to Jakarta, said Abi, Biah must immediately prepare to attend the divorce trial Biah."

"When are you coming back, son?"

"God willing tomorrow, Grandma."

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The next day at the company, at exactly 5pm, Kamil was getting ready to go home. However, the ringing of his phone made us pause his activity. He stared at the screen of his cell phone which now showed the name of the caller, his eyebrows frowning when he saw the name of someone he was assigned to monitor Joseph's house.

"How are your results?"

"..."

"What's? Rabiah is back?"

"..."

After ending his call, Kamil hurried to pick up his suit and was about to leave, but his attention was fixed on an envelope above his desk.

He took the envelope and read who the sender was. "Religious court?" he said after reading it. Curious about the contents, Kamil finally opened the envelope, and how surprised he was when he saw what the contents of the envelope were.

With some emotion, Kamil took the letter with him to Joseph's house.

Not felt, the car he brought now reached the Yusuf home yard. With quick steps Kamil brought his body to the door of Joseph's house which was slightly open.

Tok tok tok tok

"Assalamu 'alaikum, '" he said when the one who opened the door this time was Rahul.

"Wa'alaikum hail, what's the matter here?" ask Rahul ketus.

"I want to talk to Rabiah,"

"Sorry, Rabiah doesn't exist,"

"Please, don't lie to me, I know Rabiah is inside, give me a chance to talk to him" Kamil asked with a face of compassion.

"Who came Rahul?" Joseph came from behind Rahul.

"Abi, Kamil please give Kamil the opportunity to meet with Rabiah, at least Kamil wants to apologize to Rabiah,"

Joseph was silent for a moment when he heard Kamil's request. He was really disappointed with the man who had been his daughter-in-law, but if Kamil came with sincere intentions to apologize, it seems like he can still accept it.

"Alright, but don't be long because my daughter is tired" he said then walked in.

"Thank you very much abi" said Kamil and followed Yusuf and passed Rahul who was still standing in his place with an annoyed face.

"Biah, someone wants to talk to you dear," Yusuf said softly to Rabiah who is now cool to tell Yasmin in the family room.

"Yes abi, who?" ask Rabiah with a big smile.

"Kamil boy" he answered.

Deghs

The smile on Rabiah's face faded immediately upon hearing that name.

"He is waiting for you in the living room, son," Yusuf said again when he saw Rabiah just flinching in his place.

"Biah did not want to meet him abi," Rabiah said later.

"Beautiful for a moment, he just wanted to apologize" Yusuf said.

Rabiah looked at the face of his father who looked up to him, he then turned to look at the face of his mother who was also nodding while smiling at him.

"Solve your problems well dear," said Yasmin while stroking the head of Rabiah who was still wrapped in a hijab because she had just arrived from Makassar.

"Alright," answered Rabiah and headed to the living room where Kamil was waiting for him.

"Biah" said Kamil when he saw Rabiah coming and sitting in front of him.

"What's up here?" ask Rabiah with a flat face.

"Biah, previously I wanted to apologize for accusing you of not-no, mas at that time was too panicked so could not think clearly,"

Slowly taking a breath and throwing it away. "Yes, Biah knows, Biah is sorry for me."

"Are you really sorry? So can we still go back with Biah?" ask Kamil with a happy face.

Hearing Kamil's words, Rabiah immediately looked at Kamil's face which seemed to be smiling expectantly to him.

For a moment Rabiah smiled at the man who once filled his life with love. Eyes that used to be so shady now look black in his eye bags, maybe some days he has difficulty sleeping well. The body that used to be sturdy and bright, now looks a little thin and unkempt, no matter what happens to him until he no longer cares about his appearance as before when they were still happy together.

"I'm sorry, Biah can't" he replied later, a disappointed look on Kamil's face.

"Why Biah? You know, since mas divorced you, mas never restful sleep because every closed your eyes, mas will immediately remember your face. The schedule of eating mas is also irregular, mas really regret Biah, life mas really changed since separated from you," Kamil explained with a trembling voice.

"Why could that be? Rani's mom is there,"

"She was in front of us, but we only thought of you,"

"Enough mas, no longer treat women as you wish mas, mas will feel lost if he has gone," said Rabiah.

"But Biah.-"

"Mas, we used to get married because of parental orders, but Biah tried to love mas wholeheartedly Biah because for Biah marriage is a sacred bond and also worship, because for Biah, marriage is a sacred bond and also worship, so living with love will certainly keep our household intact. In the past, Biah hoped that Biah's marriage would last once in a lifetime, but everything was immediately broken when the word talak slid from the mouth of the mas," said Rabiah trying hard even though his voice now sounded a little quivering.

Kamil only bowed while listening to what Rabiah said.

"Now, Biah wants to live a new Biah life, once the talak said, Biah does not want to return, because Biah does not want to fall back in the same hole," he continued.

"Dear, please give the mas a chance to fix everything,"

"Mas, didn't Biah once give a chance to the mas when Biah wanted a divorce? at that time, I promised to be fair. But the proof, fair it's only Biah's wishful thinking, because mas treats Biah and mbak Rani differently just because Biah is not pregnant."

Kamil again fell silent, he confirmed everything Rabiah said at this time. Without realizing it, his tears dripped down his cheeks as his memory turned back, remembering how his treatment was always numbered Rabiah even as if he did not think about how Rabiah felt at that time.

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