Thousand Wounds
012

After the incident that night, Fahri tried to rise from his slump. He was trying to put together a fragment of his wounded heart. He tried to treat the wound that hit his heart. But all of this was not easy for him. Losing the woman he loved was a huge blow to his life. Anxiety and frustration filled the niches of his heart.

Fahri spends more time alone in his room. It seems like he does not want to know the world anymore. He doesn't want to know women anymore.

That afternoon while he was in his room, his phone rang.

"Kring, Cring, cring. ..."

Fahri got up from his bed. Then step towards the small table in the corner of his room to pick up his clumsy phone.

"Hello, Assalamualaikum," Fahri's voice answered the phone call.

"Walaikumussalam," a middle-aged woman's voice answered the greeting from Fahri.

"Fahri, can't you go home? There's something Umi and Abi need to talk about, "continue the middle-aged woman who is none other than uminya Fahri.

"Yes .. umi, God willing, Fahri will be home tonight" Fahri said.

The wall clock is 08:00 p.m. After prayers and dinner, Fahri with his parents sat in front of the porch of their house. Abi started to open the conversation.

"Fahri, my son, now your age is enough for a household. Abi and Umi have longed to hold a grandchild" Abi said.

"Do you have a candidate?tanya Umi continued Abi's speech.

"Sorry Abi, Umi, actually yesterday Fahri already had a candidate. But..."Fahri did not continue his words.

"But what, son?"ask umi.

" But, now, he's been preached by another man" Fahri replied with tears.

"Please, God willing, God has prepared the best match for you" Abi said, embracing his son.

"Fahri my son, Abi and Umi tomorrow plan to take you to the residence of Kiayi Maimun. We want to beat Kiayi Maimun's daughter for you, "say umi while stroking her son's shoulder.

"But, umi .." Fahri said.

"ssstttt, don't wear but. Anyway tomorrow we leave for the house of Kiayi Maimun," replied Umi.

****

"Sorry brother, why brother?Why does he look so moody?"ask Hafiza.

"Mmmm, mmm, it's okay on the deck." replied Husna while trying to cover up her feelings.

"Come brother! I know you're hiding something from me. Come sister, story1"Hafiza tried to persuade her brother.

"Mmm, um, but promise me yes, you won't tell Abi and Umi!pinta Husna's.

"Yes, Brother. Hafiza promise," said Hafiza.

"Dik, in fact, until now the older brother is still in doubt about the decision of the older brother to marry Raka, but ... ,"Husna did not continue his remarks.

"But why brother?"asked Hafiza curiously.

"But, brother pity his mother Raka. Brother could not bear to refuse his request," Husna replied with a sad face.

For a moment they seemed silent

"Mmm, sorry brother .. Why did you have to sacrifice yourself? why don't you think about your brother's happiness? I don't want you to suffer with the decisions you make" Hafiza said.

"Already dik, maybe this is God's destiny that you have to live. Brother must be sincere in living all this," Husna said.

"Then what about my sister's feelings for Fahri? I know, you've been waiting for her all this time, haven't you?"ask Hafiza.

Husna's face looked pale when her sister mentioned the name of the man she had been expecting.

"Aaaa ..what, Fahri?Husna looked stiff and his mind was somehow drifting.

"Yes, Fahri, sis," Hafiza's voice ripped Husna's mind off.

"Sister was waiting for his presence all along. But Allah wills another" Husna said.

"Sister, go after brother's love! Cancel your wedding plans! Achieve the happiness of brother," said Hafiza.

What is Fahri's next love story?Will Fahri open his heart to the woman his parents betrothed?

What about Husna?Will her decision to marry Raka falter?