The Blocked Love of Amnesia
Eighteen: The Strange Risa

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi. Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahim. Everyone, now his point of view has changed. Originally a first person point of view (instead of "me"), now I'm turning it into a third person point of view. Because it is very difficult if you have to continue to wear the first person viewpoint. Although it could actually be, but it will be less greget. Okay, congratulations on reading. Eits, read the previous chapter first. The reading while listening to the song Lost (Christina) which used to be in the soap opera Heart, uuuh, really. Try reading this novel. Guaranteed cry.

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The author's point of view:

Many times Risa tries to remember the last time she walked with men. And all this time he just came out with Renaldi. And he never had any contact with her. Risa's not that low. He is close to Renaldi and there is a limit. Renaldi is a good man, he thought.

Risa was still crying in the corner of the room, she was devastated.

Tok to tok. The door to his room was knocked.

"Assalamu'alaikum, dear," greeted someone softly. Who her? Who else is the owner of the soft voice, Ahmad.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," Java Risa very slowly. He's limp.

"Darling, I brought you siomay."

"I don't want to" Risa replied slowly.

Ahmad did not want to lose, he again booked his wife. "Enak, you know, sambelnya much. You, don't you, love to suck," he continued.

"No!" answer Risa.

Krryukk, the sound of his stomach. Actually he's very hungry. Risa sucks her stomach so as not to keep rumbling.

"You should eat, honey,"

Risa speechless. He refused to say a word.

"Bukain dong door, I want to talk to you," Ahmad is still eager to persuade his wife.

But still no answer.

"Aren't you the same as me?" ahmad asked jokingly, hoping Risa would open the door. "Aren't you scared in Dalem alone?"

Risa covered her ears, her tears were still flowing.

"I want to talk about Asir's story with Damha, honey. You still forgot, right?"

Brug! Risa hit the door hard.

"I don't want to be disturbed! Don't bother me anymore! Just go! Please get out of my life! I am not your wife, I am not married!!! I don't want to be bothered, go, hiks hiks hyks ...." Risa cried as she pleased, then grabbed her hair and shouted.

The earth trembled withstanding his sobbing, yet he refused to let down a rain of tears, he was too tired to constantly shed tears.

"Astaghfirullahal 'adzim, '" Ahmad lowered his head behind the door. The Siomay he was holding fell. "Oh Allah," he sighed.

As strong as a man is, there are times when he cries. Ahmad sucked a tear on his cheek then took a misting containing siomay who had fallen. And go from behind Risa's room door.

Risa's still crying in the corner. It feels desperate. Why should he forget some of his memories?

After leaving behind the door of Risa's room, now Ahmad is sitting in the living room with Laela's mother, Andrea and Ita. He kept Siomay at the table.

Tiiit, the car's calcone sounded after a second had passed. And Renaldi came out of the car. He hurried into the living room. Approaching Bu Laela.

"How is Miss?" ask her to Bu Laela.

"Still shutting yourself up in the room, Nak Aldi," replied Ms. Laela.

"I'm permission to go to his room, yes," he asked without waiting for a response.

Renaldi immediately moved to the door of Risa's room.

"Hey" cried Ahmad. Then he stood up and walked towards Renaldi. "I'm her husband,"

"I know" replied Renaldi simply. Pikacuaeun.

"You're going to my wife's room without permission,"

"I'm with Mom's permission" Renaldi replied.

"But I'm her husband!" yupak Ahmad, just this time Ahmad showed his arrogance in front of many people.

Andrea walked over and patted Ahmad on the shoulder. "He won't do anything about Risa."

"I don't believe him because my wife lost her memory" Ahmad said blankly, tears coming out. Andrea was full of sight, her eyes were wet now.

"It was an accident" added Andrea.

"Accident? I think it's a coincidence!" reply Ahmad.

"Risa, I'm Renaldi. Open the door first, I want to talk to you," Renaldi said in front of Risa's room door until heard to the living room where Ahmad, Andrea, Bu Laela and Ita were.

Clamps. The door to the room is open. Ahmad was shocked, his longing for his wife was stirred again, he immediately ran to Risa's room.

"Honey," cried Ahmad after he got there, he immediately embraced Risa. Her tears came out. God finally hugged his wife.

"Please!!!" risa shouted thrashing in her husband's arms.

Ahmad took off his embrace and then looked at his wife's face. O Allah, how was Risa with her husband? Astarghfirullah's.

Renaldi reached for Risa's arm then smiled. "You don't feel sad anymore, yeah."

Ahmad's face reddened, his emotions peaked to the crown. Ahmad grabbed Renaldi's collar.

"Please!!!" shouted Risa.

"You dare touch my wife's arm!!!" bentak Ahmad's. "RISA IS MY WIFE!!!" snapped again. This time Ahmad looks fierce, in contrast to his usual gentle and always smiling.

"I said pelein!" risa yelled again and then without realizing it, she slapped Ahmad's cheek.

Ahmad released his grip on Renaldi's collar and looked deeply at Risa.

"I said I don't want to be bothered with you, plis, I don't want to be bothered with this either. I want to remember you, but it's hard. Now I beg you to go." Risa looked down and then cried. "GO!!!" continued shouting.

Clack. Ahmad's tears fell to the floor. Then he smiled and nodded.

Ahmad turned his back and left. Not that Ahmad was weak or afraid of his wife, but he loved Risa so much that he was willing to obey all his wife's wishes. Oh Allah.

"Mom, I say goodbye, please take care of Risa. Assalamu'alaikum," he said.

Andrea took a breath, as well as Ita who was sitting with Bu Laela.

"Pity Ahmad, now he should be happy with his marriage with Risa," said Ita. "Mom, is it possible that Risa will want to be with her husband?" he asked Laela's mother.

"Nothing is impossible, God can today also restore the memory of Neng Risa, all by His will. What is clear, we must continue to try and pray for the recovery of Neng Risa."

"Eu, Ita, I go first, yeah. You can go home by yourself, right?" ask Andrea.

"Where are you going,"

"There's a business for a minute. Mom, I said yes. Assalamu'alaikum,"

Andrea's gone.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," replied Bu Laela and Ita simultaneously.

Andrea got to the front, he immediately ran towards Ahmad's car which was right behind his car. "Ahmadh! Wait, I want to talk," Andrea knocks on Ahmad's car.

Ahmad opened the glass.

"Don't be here, I'll tell you the place. Follow my car," continued Andrea and immediately he got into his car and rushed to speed.

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**Continue .. aaah, once Ahmad. You guys cry, right? If it does not mean lack of focus is not the same as using the heart to read it. Yakali, read with the eyes btw. Hehe. Ish kesel is very similar to Risa. It was clear she was married, Ahmad her husband, was still there. Euuuuh:(thank you for stopping by. Do not forget to always like the comments vote follow as much as possible. May I be useful yaa.

Sunday, 03 May 2020

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