Your Spirit from the Water of My Eyes
S2 Chapter 126. Removing Each Other Wounds.
Swing out of the car and followed Fathir's steps to enter the cemetery. It looks like the place is very clean and well maintained because there is already a special officer who cleaned it.
Fathir himself stepped slowly to enter the place. Both hands clutching the bouquet of flowers that are being held firmly, accompanied by a heartbeat that is also getting stronger.
It was Fathir's first visit to the grave of his late wife after one year of her death. At that time he was forced to attend the funeral even though he was forced and not good, because it was impossible that he was not present on the one-year anniversary of his own wife's death.
"Have we arrived?" ask Ayun as Fathir stops in front of a tomb. He then looked towards the tomb, and it was clear that the name was written on the tombstone.
"Clarissa Liviona?" He looked at the name of the owner of the tomb. "Is this the grave of his late wife?" She remembered by that name, the name of the late woman who was the wife of the man she was about to marry.
Ayun looked at Fathir who had not made a sound since then, to make sure that the man was okay.
Deg.
Both of Ayun's eyes were perfectly rounded when he saw the look on Fathir's face. How not, at this time the man looked very creepy with reddened eyes while staring at the tomb sharply.
Not only that, it was clear that the anger on Fathir's face made the man's face red with veins protruding around the neck.
"Fathirs!" call out to Ayun gently while holding the hand of Fathir who was gripping the bouquet tightly, even to the point of almost destroying the flowers.
Fathir gasped when he heard Ayun's voice. The muscles of his body that felt tense instantly loosened while eye-to-eye with the woman.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to"
"It's okay, there's me here," Ayun slashed softly, she looked at Fathir warmly as if to say that he would always be by the man's side.
Fathir's heart that had raged violently was immediately calm when he saw the warmth on Ayun's face. He nodded and returned the woman's hand.
"This is the grave of my late wife. I'm sorry I brought you here" Fathir said slowly.
Swing smiled with a warm look. "It's okay. You should've brought me here, I'd love to see him too." He turned his eyes to the tomb. "Assalamu'alaikum, Clarissa. I'm swinging, sorry for being late to see you." He spoke as if the woman was really in front of him.
Fathir's heart was so full of Ayun that he felt really lucky to have such an amazing woman.
The two of them sat down beside the tomb to offer all the do'a. Despite trying hard, Fathir still can not forget all the actions that have been done by his late wife.
"It's been a long time since I've been here, Claris. Actually I did not expect if I would set foot back to this place to visit you, but it turns out that everything has changed a lot because of the presence of the woman who is currently with me. Did you see him?" Fathir stared at the tomb sharply, but was as sad as the look in his eyes.
"His name is Swing, she's a very nice woman. Not only good to me, but good to your son. He already considers Faiz to be his own son, and he has also improved my relationship with your son. Are you happy to hear that?" Fathir sighed harshly while trying to remain calm.
"Our relationship doesn't end sweetly, Claris. It even feels so awful. I've sworn to keep the truth of the incident in your last breath, but when I saw the man's face, I felt very tormented. I hope that God will immediately release these shackles from me, and I also hope that God will give you peace. That's all I want."
Both of Fathir's eyes hung overcast. If he had remembered all the bad deeds that had set his heart on fire, he would have remembered his last moments with Clarissa and Fathan. The moment where his world seemed to collapse was not left alone, leaving behind a heavy trauma that until now continues to torment him.
Swing himself also prayed that Clarissa be placed in God's paradise. Not only that, he also prayed that everyone involved in the sad past was also given happiness.
"I've never known you, nor have I heard of you. But I'm sure you're a good woman, Clarissa. Thank you for bringing happiness to Fathir, regardless of what happens after that. I pray that Allah will accept all your good deeds, and forgive all the sins you have committed." Ayun closed his eyes, hoping that all the prayers he said would be granted by God.
When they finished, the two of them left the place. Along the way home, the rain flushed very heavily making Fathir's car drove slowly.
"The rain is heavy" said Fathir, looking straight ahead. Slippery roads make it extra careful.
Swing smile. He immediately offered a do'a when it was raining like this while raising both hands.
Fathir smiled as he glanced towards Ayun. He knew that the woman was praying, and he should have been praying too. Unfortunately, he did not know prayer when it rained.
"really. Some days the weather is very hot, now it feels cool and cold" said Fathir.
Swing back smiling. "Just like rain can take away the heat, I hope the happiness and love you are feeling right now can also take away all the burdens that are in your heart, Fathir. Although I know it's not easy, but there's no impossible word if we try."
Fathir smiled when he heard Ayun's words, a moment later he thought about something.
"Of course, Swing. I tried hard to remove the burden, but after everything improved, you gave a new burden" Fathir said in a sad voice.
Swing frowned without understanding. "I'm giving you a burden?" He felt surprised, and was answered with a nod of Fathir's head.
"of course. You decided to postpone our marriage, it's a heavy burden for me" Fathir said.
Swing immediately sighed harshly when he heard Fathir's annoying remark. He took it seriously, but the man said so.
"Oh, so my decision has been a heavy burden on you?" ask Swing with a meaningful smile.
"Curtain, of course. It's just me who feels that way" Fathir replied, blasting his lips.
Swing grinning. "Yes already. If so, we don't have to get married."
"What?" Fathir screamed in shock when he heard Ayun's words, spontaneously he stepped on the brakes suddenly until their car stopped in the middle of the road. Fortunately, the streets were quiet and only they were passing by.
"You, what did you say?" fathir asked sharply while staring at Ayun.
Swing held back laughter and pretended to be in an angry fashion. "I'm just telling you the truth. If it's just a burden, we'd better be"
"Shut up! Be careful if you dare to talk like that again. I will directly bring you to the front of the penghulu," threatened Fathir while pointing right in front of Ayun's face. If it had been another woman, she might have already silenced Ayun's lips with her own.
Swing immediately chuckled at the threat of Fathir. If the threat was like that, anyone would probably immediately violate it.
"I'm not kidding, Swing!" fathir returned with great emphasis.
"I'm not kidding either, Fathir," Ayun replied. "If so come on, let's go to the head!" Swing laughs off.
"Well, don't regret you well" said Fathir. He then chuckled until the sound of their laughter filled the car.
Ayun was happy to make Fathir laugh like that. He did not want Fathir to recall the bad memories that occurred in the past, especially if it makes his panic attacks relapse.
Meanwhile, in the hospital, Fathan was sitting on a wheelchair while staring out the window. This kind of rain atmosphere calmed his heart greatly, and reminded him of something in the past.
"You used to love the rain, right, Fathir. Do you still like him?" fathan muttered with a smile, but tears came out from the corner of his eyes. "I hope you're really happy now, Fathir. Sorry for being a wound to you." He stared far out the window.
Not long after, the doctor was seen entering the room. "Sorry to interrupt, sir. Someone wants to meet you."
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Tbc.