At Dusk in a Small Town

Episode 74 The Universe is Witness

Though longing and love are real.

But what is power when the distance stretches makes the distance further separate the two.

The iron bird had sent an Anajib to Egypt.

Ustad Sanusi is waiting for him at ICAO airport.

"Assalamualaikum."lustad.

"Walaikumsalam" replied Ustad Sanusi.

"How are you doing with your father.?"

"Alhamdulillah, you're healthy."

After salim to his father's friend then both stepped into the car.

Anajib is still like a dream once in a while his gaze is out staring at the atmosphere from behind the car glass. His soul was real in Egypt but his heart seemed to be left behind in Indonesia.

The car finally pulled over in front of a very large house. They both got out of the car and went into the house. Ustad Sanusi's wife received Anajib kindly.

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalam."

Answer ustad's wife.

"Welcome to our house."

The sound came from the stairs.

Seemed a beautiful young man, said

he said very politely.

Down the stairs for the sake of the stairs.

And now approaching him.

Then the young man extended his hand.

"My name is Joseph, the young man introduced

her name. And "Anajib" said Anajib

Then Yusup helped carry Anajib's suitcase

to be kept in the room.

Yusuf shows the room to be occupied by Anajib.

**

Hearts want to be spoiled with soul mates.

Flamed HP.

"Astagfirullah."tens of missed calls."

"Mas I can't imagine your anger."

When you call my contacts and don't connect.

"Oh Allah forgive me."

Dhea felt guilty when the husband's call was not lifted.

Now Dhea realized there was a message for her.

Slowly she read the message her husband had sent her.

And the tears have fallen.

It was as if something was missing from his soul.

"Mas although the farther the distance separates us, but believe me for a second I never

forget about you. Honestly my heart is hurt, this longing that makes me fragile because now you're getting further away." Whisper of Dhea with a patter of tears.

Now Dhea is trying to contact her husband.

Tuttt Tuttt Tuttt.

"No you are going to cannot be contacted.!"

There is only the operator.

And now he entertained himself by inviting the baby in his womb.

"Darling, abi seems to be learning."

Okay, I'll try again, baby.

Dhea's heart was getting more alone.

His hand stroked his stomach, the baby in the womb like understanding his heart. The baby felt moving.

While the abi who was far away there was sleeping soundly.

Maybe he was tired and didn't realize people who missed him wanted to say hello.

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Time keeps changing.

The busyness as a mom is very time consuming and focused Anajib.

Despite living in the land of people, Asa lived in her own country. Because at the university there are a lot of students from Indonesia.

And for the place of residence he lived in the house of the Sanusi, so did not have to pay the dormitory money. And Alhamdulillah Joseph was one

University with him

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In a small town, Anajib's father and mother are already feeling calm.

"Father, you're calm, ma'am."

Mr. Ustad said to his wife .

"Yaa sir Alhamdulillah, Anajib may always be given health."

"Aamiin's."

"You have handed over all of Anajib's affairs to the Sanusi people."

Mr. Ustad said to his wife.

"O, sir, how's Dhea.?"

"Alhamdulillah Dhea has got a job in Bandung."

"What if Dhea mo goes home to a small town.?"

Ibunyakan has moved to Surabaya to his brother Dhea's house.

"Yoo wisslah easy, tell us to go home."

"At home there is no Anajib.!"

Mr. Ustad said he felt safe in control.

Mr. Ustad is actually kind and dear to Dhea.

The heart of ustad is actually pity with the fate of Dhea who was orphaned from the age of two months in her mother's cage.

Only one of the most important is the word ustad on Dhea

jauhin Anajib's.

Intentionally they were separated.

And Dhea was educated in Bandung.

Anajib has been sent to Cairo.

And the heart of Mr. Ustad is getting more and more happy.

His attempt to separate the two succeeded.

Let the universe be a witness to the story of the journey

both love. Even if the old man forbids it. But in Dhea there was already the granddaughter of the noble.

Let enough of God be a helper and bless the love story of Anajib and Dhea.

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