Thousand Wounds
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Among the thousands of people currently injured, Fahri is one of those who experienced a similar destiny. Husna's decision to accept a proposal from another man made Fahri lose half his soul. The woman he had hoped would become his ribcage, turned out to have belonged to Raka. Raka who is none other than his own best friend. Raka who always told me that he was very fond of the woman Fahri loved.

Fahri really felt guilty.

If only he had come earlier than Raka, of course Husna would have married him. Not with Raka. The man who never wanted the woman at all.

"Oh Allah, shall I blame fate that is not on my side. Didn't all this happen because of my own fault. She's the woman who's been waiting for me at her door. Welcoming my good intentions to propose to her. However, I prefer to buy time. Choosing to garner the financial establishment that I thought would bring him happiness".

"But I was wrong .She was a woman who never asked for anything from me other than a kosher bond in the eyes of Allah. Despite flying a glass of water," said Fahri in his mind.

For a moment Fahri's view turned to a male figure who was none other than his best friend. The future husband of the woman whose name is currently in her heart was enthroned.

" i...I'm waiting for your wedding invitation. I really hope you won't hurt Husna. I beg you, never make him wait too long for you to open your heart to him. All this time, he's been waiting for me so long that I've lost him forever."

" One more thing, I'm asking you to please make her happy. As I was once happy when I carved a dream in the hope of making it a mum in every prostration."

"If you lose him because of loe's selfishness. So I'm sure, you'll regret it and your life will feel wasted" Fahri explained to his best friend.

Raka was only able to fall silent at Fahri's words. Not a word came out of Raka's mouth. Meanwhile, in his heart was a stir of curiosity that seemed to disturb his mind. He did not think, why Fahri very privileged the woman. For Raka, Husna had no privileges.

Desperation and frustration are clearly engraved on the face of a Fahri. As far as Raka is concerned, Fahri is a man who does not give up easily. He will keep trying to get up and fight again until he can get what is his dream.

Husna could not hold back her tears. From behind the beautifully decomposed veil, the clear liquid continued to fall without being able to withstand it. Sometimes Husna wiped her tears with her palms alternately.

Seeing what had happened, Mr. Irwan got up from his seat. Then he approached Fahri.

" Kid Fahri, let's get up!"said Mr. Irwan while helping Fahri to stand up.

"Son Fahri never blame yourself for anything that has happened. All of this is written in Lauhul mahfudz according to Allah.

Be patient, son," said Mr. Irwan while patting Fahri's back slowly.

"But am I willing to accept the reality of the moment? I've lost Husna" said Fahri in a tone full of bitterness.

"Son Fahri must know, though,

sometimes Love comes just to say hello, but he never wants to get to know more.

Sometimes Love comes just to stop by, then it leaves the story.

But, there are times when love comes to knit asa, reverting deep dreams to Istiqomahan a relationship whose ultimate goal is His jannah. However, the reality is that we can never go through all of that without His intervention" Irwan explained to Fahri.