Patience of the Heart Wulan
Chapter 24_

Wulan scrunched her forehead. Confused by Farhan's words. I don't know what makes this guy feel what he's feeling. As if by the expression of special and ignored meaning are two words that represent his feelings.

But for Wulan, whatever other people say about her. He should not have been carried away by feelings. Because other people just see without feeling, and that's the logic.

Wulan is principled if he is not hard on himself, then he will easily believe what is said by others. And he does not want others to think of him as a woman who has no stand if easy to believe and be a father.

"There is nothing to complain about, because there is still a God who will not leave. Being special and being ignored has nothing to do with me, so what do you mean to say that?" Wulan moved from her seat, knowing that Farhan had meant so much in her life. Because this man once saved his life, but that does not mean this man is also free to judge based on assumptions alone.

"I'm sorry if my words offend or displease your heart. But I only intend to entertain you, Wulan. I can't see the sadness on your face" said Farhan, feeling unwell, seeing Wulan's response.

Wulan raised her face, holding back the tears that had been still damming in her eyelids. His hands clenched tightly, then took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Please Farhan, you don't know and don't understand. What you say is just a joke. I'd assume I didn't hear it." said Wulan with gnarled teeth.

Farhan saw that Wulan was already standing, and it was enough to make him feel guilty for saying the sentence Wulan thought was only based on his assumptions. Maybe other women can be touched and immediately express the contents of the heart and problems, but that is what is interesting from a Nawang Wulan, a strong woman.

"What if I ever see Damar walking with a woman?"

But Farhan said it only in his heart. He did not dare to further hurt Wulan. By showing what he saw yesterday. Seeing the situation of Wulan who seemed depressed had made Farhan guess that maybe Wulan already knew the problem of Damar along with the woman he saw two days ago. Wulan is a former Intel, and it is highly unlikely to be able to lie to Wulan.

"I'm sorry Wulan, I'm just assuming. I was kind of curious, I just miss my cheerful childhood friend and full of stories" said Farhan, seeing Wulan's face from the side.

Wulan was circulating her gaze, the sense in her heart was getting raging. He tried to hold on and hold on. So that his heart does not waver easily and does not make him tell about his household with others.

"I don't forget my life debt to you, but just keep my distance from the memories. I'm not ignoring, but just be careful with feelings. Because, I am a Wulan different from the time when you knew Wulan as a child."

I heard Wulan's answer. Farhan smiled bitterly. "Why did you bring that back? I just want to be close to you, that's all Wulan."

"Near?" Wulan did not understand Farhan's intentions. He turned his body, now facing Farhan who was still sitting on a wooden bench.

"Go back to being my best friend, forget if you ever knew that I used to like you." Farhan said expectantly, Wulan is the only woman who makes him fall asleep and feel what the pulse of love is. And he also realized, having Wulan is an impossibility, that's why. He wanted to be a friend, and only a friend.

"Sorry Farhan, we can be friends, but to be close, I can't," Wulan threw her gaze across the street that looked quite empty.

Farhan smiled wryly, he was not at all offended by Wulan's remark. It makes him feel ashamed and self-conscious. "Who is Farhan now to you, Wulan. I'm just your secret admirer, who will forever admire you."

"I'm sorry Wulan" said Farhan, hoarsely wet to withstand the turmoil of emptiness.

Wulan shook her head. "Don't apologize to me Farhan, I should have apologized to you." Wulan looked back at the lowered Farhan. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to ignore the kindness you've been offering, but there should have been some distance between us. So that in the future there will be no misunderstanding."

Farhan raised his face to face with Wulan's bead eyes, three seconds later Wulan who first turned her eyes away.

"Sorry Farhan, excuse me. Take good care of yourself" Wulan said without waiting for an answer. He then walked away from Farhan, Wulan did not want to have a close friend when his heart was broken like this.

Wulan did not want to feel comfortable. Because comfortable feelings can trap into things that tend to be negative. If it is comfortable, then the rest will penetrate into things like venting and venting all the contents of the heart and problems faced. Moreover, Farhan once meant a lot in his childhood life, he knew Farhan was a very warm and caring man.

And Wulan knew enough not to be close friends with any man other than her own husband. Because often the rift in the household inevitably of the often confide in with others, which could be someone who is invited to confide instead of giving good direction, but not a few also separate.

Wulan just wants to prevent, rather than treat. He does not want the rift of his household, until heard and mourned by others. Enough of him and the Almighty to know.

Leni catches up with Wulan, she is even more confused to see the Wulan gelagat that is difficult to guess. Women are strong, but look weak, but women are weak but look strong. Ahh dizzy himself. Simply his job is to be a driver while keeping the pregnant woman.

Farhan stared at Wulan nanar's departure, for some reason pinched his heart when he saw Wulan like that. He just wanted to entertain, not to be the third person.

But why is the third person always associated with separation and something negative in a relationship. Shouldn't relationships be based on mutual trust?

"Wulan, whether or not Damar is suing you, but I don't accept that you are hurt. After all you are my first love, even though it does not end sweetly." Farhan muttered alone, before returning to the office. Farhan wanted to take a moment to enjoy his rest in the park.

Feel the wind that blows warmly in the afternoon this afternoon. He wanted to find a woman like Wulan, though very rare. The woman has an amazing attraction, like a magnet.

"The room is very lucky to have you, Wulan." Farhan murmured and drank orange juice in packs.

**

In the car, Ms. Leni felt a moment of silence. There was not a word Wulan opened her voice since sitting on the seat beside the steering wheel.

Mbak Leni quite knows what the character of Wulan, although not long ago very well he knows this pregnant woman. Wulan will not easily tell problems or problems, Wulan is a quiet woman who was the first time Mbak Leni met. The rest, Leni knows many female friends, will definitely immediately look for her and vent.

Wulan flinching

"Haishhhhh..." Mbak Leni is starting to saturate the eighth level. "Ehemm.." once again Mbak Leni cleared her throat, but still Wulan is still silent and the saturation level of Mbak Leni has reached level nine. "Ehemm.." again and again Leni berehm-ehm, and indeed there was no response. Wulan did not sleep nor did she cry.

"When we realize that something in this world is only temporary, then you will understand that. Your complaints need to bow down, your tired need to worship and your efforts need to resign..."

Leni opened the conversation, she didn't want to stay silent any longer. It feels very pengab and the journey to the house feels far if not interspersed with chatter.

Wulan was touched by the words of Mbak Leni, but did not answer and his gaze still lingered staring out the car window looking at the extent to which the eyes looked.

"Sometimes it makes man tired because of his lack of belief in the real problems that are already in the hands of God. There are times when we must accept what God has destined for us, because every problem must have wisdom and lessons that are implied to make us a servant who is tawadhu and grateful."

Mbak Leni spoke again, indirectly he felt he had lured Wulan to tell a story, Mbak Leni glanced at Wulan at a glance.

Wulan sighed, then turned to look at the woman who was focusing on driving her car. "Is there a problem, Leni, Len has a problem?"

Mbak Leni was stunned he again glanced at Wulan. "Lho, piye to Lan, aren't you the one who's in trouble. Please tell me let your heart be relieved, don't be quiet like this. I know you are not easy to vent, but at least it will relieve the heart. What's wrong with you and Damar, just saw you cry in the park as much as I want to make you not have the heart, promise I'm not telling anyone."

Leni showed me two fingers.

Wulan smiled faintly hearing all the barrage of questions of Mbak Leni, "Mbak, I am fine. Isn't it like Leni said, if we leave everything to Him, our hearts are lighter."

Somehow the words of Mbak Leni how the rain that flushed the desert. Wulan felt calmer now in addressing the issue of Damar. As the Holy Mother said in the Surah (QS. Ali Imran: 139) "Do not lose hope and do not be sad."

"Yes I know, but what really happened to you. I can't bear to see my mummy is sad, did Damar hurt you?" again, Leni glanced at Wulan who had returned to look at the front road.

Wulan tried to neutralize her gambit feeling. He breathed for the umpteenth time.

"My husband may not be perfect, but he's perfect in my eyes. So before I felt hurt by it, I also prepared the medicine." Wulan leaned her head on the chair, she closed her eyes deeply. Enjoying every sensation his son greeted. By reflex Wulan rubbed his stomach for the umpteenth time his son kicked. "Mama's here, baby."

"I hope, as we are with women. You can be happy Lan, especially now there will be a baby who is present in the middle between you and Damar" said Mbak Leni smiling knot.

"Amin." replied Wulan, staring at Mbak Leni.

"Mak Leni, I want to go to the old house" Wulan said as she approached the intersection.

"Every miss, that's dong, I'll be excited to be your driver." Ms. Leni put a penny lamp to the left and turned the steering wheel of the car, then followed the direction of one road to the old house of Holy Mother.

**

Meanwhile, Damar and Danum are traveling around the city to find the whereabouts of Wulan. Every car that is exactly the same as the Wulan car will be observed, and every place that has been visited with Wulan has been Damar, but Damar has not found the whereabouts of his wife.

"Num, I'm worried about Wulan, where is she?" Damar dizzy circled his gaze staring at the whole eye reaching out to vision.

"Usually women if it's bad mood, visit his favorite place" said Danum membersamai by stopping the speed of his motorbike on the right shoulder of the road.

"This park is one of Wulan's favorite places, Num." said Damar, his gaze bristling as if there was fog covering his eyes.

From a distance Farhan saw someone who looked like Damar. To make sure she approached and called Wulan's husband. "Room..."

Danum turned his attention to a policeman.

Similarly to Damar, his manic saw a man in a police uniform calling and approaching him. Damar still remembered the policeman who called him was Farhan.

"How are you?" Farhan extended his hand before Damar.

"Well." Damar answered shaking Farhan's hand.

"Are you looking for Wulan?" Farhan asked to the point, as a cop he did not like pleasantries.

"Where do you know?" Damar looked at Farhan.

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