The Blocked Love of Amnesia
Ten: Marriage

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi. Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahim. Don't forget to read the previous episode. Be prepared to let baperrrrrr. Because this story is very, very touching if you read it with the same eye. Happy reading yes

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I bowed at the hospital mushalla.

Mother's words were jostling in the corner of this mushalla.

"You married Ahmad today, too,"

"You married Ahmad today, too,"

"You married Ahmad today, too,"

I wept. I know this isn't a dream. It's reality. It's fact. It's reality! Why should I get married? And who is Ahmad? I don't even know him at all.

How does Andrea feel that she loves me? What about Renaldi? Oh my God, now I just realized. I started to love both men.

Unbeknownst to me, Lina was already sitting next to me. I immediately hugged him.

"Who is Ahmad, Rin? I don't know. Why do you want to make me the same as him? Wh why? Answer the Trousers, Rin!"

Rina stroked my chest. "A Ahmad tea son of Mr. Susilo, he is the richest man in the village, Teh. I just returned from Turkey a few months ago. Mother was once helped by him when the stroke of mother's illness was pulverized. Mom almost fell in the middle of the road. And it was A Ahmad who helped Mother. Since then I have loved Ahmad's friendly nature. Mom always told Teteh in front of her, and I always prayed that A Ahmad would be her daughter-in-law."

Lina told me at length. I was so shocked. From that story I concluded that Ahmad must be a good man. But, even though it's good, I can't necessarily love her. In my heart we have Renaldi and Andrea. How would they feel if they knew I was getting married tonight to that stranger? Especially Andrea, how does she feel?

"Teh, I beg you. Happy Mother, yes, Tea," whispered Rina in my ear.

I'm silent. Answer yes or no. If I say yes, it means I'm willing to marry the man I don't know. If not, then I am a child who wastes parents, why would I live in this world if I could not make Mom happy.

I stared at the scriptures beside me. Calm feeling. I took a deep breath.

"I'll be happy about Mom, Rin," I said at last.

My God, what did I just say? Is it a sign from You if this is the best path for me?

I tightened my embrace on Rina's body. Heart's pounding. I'm sorry Andrea, I whispered in my heart. I must try to forget Renaldi! My resolve. And I should forget about Andrea, too.

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"Well!"

I'm not smiling.

Oh universe, this is the sacred bond of marriage. Why am I not happy? Wh why?

Kulrikik Andrea who was standing at the end of the bed.

I executed the contract in front of Mom directly, at the puskesmas. The only people who attended my contract were me, my husband, my husband's parents, Andrea, Mother, Rina and my three sisters, the ruler, the marriage guardian and several witnesses.

Wait, did I say husband? Ah, I realize I'm no longer a girl. I'm already married.

Kulirik Andrea again, I'm sorry Andrea. I wanted to hug Andrea. I want to answer her love statement. That I love him now too. I just realized that.

I looked down, I shed tears repeatedly. I came out of that narrow room.

"Risa, are you going to ma-ma-na?" Mother yelled at me.

I tried not to hear Mom's screams. I'm sorry, Mom. I want to calm myself down.

I sat in a quiet puskesmas park. Tonight wasn't so beautiful. I don't know why. Maybe because my heart is in a state of turmoil.

Someone was sitting next to me. Then put out a hand. I'm turning.

"Assalamu'alaikum," he said warmly.

"Wa'alaikumussalam" I replied.

"My name is Ahmad, his long name is Ahmaaaaaaaaad," he shouted. I smiled wryly. "Your name must be Risa" he continued.

"Why do you know?" ask me plain with teary eyes.

"Know dong, it was just like I called your name," he added.

Wait for.

Husband?

Is he really my husband? This is not Risa's dream. He is your husband now.

I took my breath back. Nervous feeling. And I feel so guilty about Andrea. Andrea, I'm sorry. Where are you? I want to hug you. I want to spill all these complaints in front of you.

"Oh yes Risa, do you know the story of Asir and Damha?" his tanyakan made me look back at his face.

He has a sharp nose and a thin mustache neatly lined up on his red lips. Black and thick eyebrows and facial skin that is not too white is also not too black.

I'm shaking.

"Asir is a beautiful woman who has a tough and hardworking attitude. He became the backbone of his family after his father's death. He supported his mother and younger siblings. He went looking for a job in the middle of nowhere. And he got a job and got a lover there. However, bad news was received from his brother. His sister said that Mom was sick and Asir had to go home soon. Asir was ushered by his lover to his hometown."

I listened carefully. This story is exactly my story.

"At home, he found his mother very ill. His mother asked him for something. Asir. And what is that request? Asir was betrothed to a man he had never known. The man's name was Damha, an ordinary and simple man. Far from being compared to Asir's lover who was very handsome and rich."

I'm getting late in the story. Really, Ahmad is good at telling stories. I'm not tired of hearing that. Even my tears are not coming out anymore.

"Asir must take off his lover. Because it has been bound by a sacred bond with Damha. Even though it's very heavy." His speech.

"Day by day Asir passed by joyfully. And he doesn't love Damha at all. There, he even loved his ex-lover more."

Two seconds quiet. I was waiting for him to continue that story.

"In the end, Asir received the gift of love from the Divine. She was met with the sacred love of her husband. He realized and his love for Damha began to grow, until finally strong like the roots of a large tree. It's hard to remove."

"Why can Asir accept the man's love?" ask me on the sidelines of the story.

Ahmad smiled. "Because he knows, God's love of giving is more eternal than the love that arises from lustful desire."

I scrunched my forehead, "do you mean?"

"God sent Damha, a man who had a love from God for Asir. That love will last even though death do them part. For God will reunite them with the bond of love in the eternal place. Whereas love arising from the desire of lust for possession, it will not last forever. Because lust will continue to thirst, never satisfied. He will not stop cultivating momentary love in every human heart. That man may obey what he says and ignore the love of a faithful God behind him. Waiting for him to return and ignoring the momentary love of that lust."

I-i understand. Duh, Ahmad seems like a very knowledgeable man. From his speech alone he was very organized.

"You understand, right?" ask again.

"Love from God" he then reached into my hand and kissed her. "It will be eternal until it reaches the eternal place,"

He poked his shirt pocket and pulled out a very pretty ring. He put it on my finger.

I looked at my right finger. Now there's a ring there. I already have one. And I have to accept all this.

"You want, are you trying to accept this love that God gave you?"

I took a breath and then nodded.

"May I hug you?" tanyakanya.

Actually I'm still embarrassed, hugged carelessly by the man I just met. But he is already my husband. What's wrong with him asking for a hug from his wife?

I'm nodding.

Ahmad hugged me warmly. The sting of love that God placed on her flowed to my heart. I closed my eyes. May I love Ahmad as Asir loved Damha.

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Seriate. Okay, next part you will be made baper and mewek all her girls with the unexpected way of Risa's life. Anyway! You guys should keep going. Thanks for stopping by. Don't forget not to be a siders. Tencu. Appreciate the author by giving like votes and positive comments as much as possible.

Monday, 06 January 2020

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