At Dusk in a Small Town

Episode 9 What's Happening to My Heart.

This morning was a thrilling morning for Dhea, because Dhea only realized that her mornings were always under the supervision of Anajib.

Every way through this mosque, it turns out he always paid attention to it.

"The red car was parked in the courtyard of the mosque so early.? Though his heart was eager to see, there was anyone there, but he did not dare to just look around.

"Jinzhd.."

Dhea's breath was relieved, because the mosque he had passed.

The morning sunlight greeted him. When Dhea's bicycle paddles the school grounds. Salma's best friend who sat down on a bench with her. Smiling sweetly at him.

After Dhea had kept her bicycle, she rushed to Salma.

"Assalamualaikum." Dhea.

"Walaikumsalam.." answered Salma.

Then the two shake hands.

"Dheee.... , where are your semester vacation plans..? salma asked Dhea.

The one who had just been silent in his lap.

"Come on.." answered Dhea briefly.

Dhea was no longer interested in her semester break.

Dhea thought her vacation would always be spent with Anajib, every twilight with her, but the reality was not as beautiful as her expectations. "so soon she returned to the boarding house," whispered Dhea's heart.

So soon the holidays are over.

Dhea thinks the holidays are the same as the holidays at Dhea's school.

"Halloooo..." He was talking and daydreaming..!

"What good stuff..? Dicekin..!

Salma nagged because she felt she was not considered by Dhea, who had since come just a lot of silence.

Mr. Gunawan entered the 'class, making Salma babble stop. KM led the prayer, continued Mr. Gunawan . Then he distributed

paper repetition, while constantly reminding us to do the repetition carefully.

"Dhea kept trying to focus on working on her repetition.' But somehow his heart always felt disappointed, every time he remembered the contents of the wide confiscation letter.The address he could not meet again in this twilight because Anajib had returned to the boarding school.

"Don't daydream continuesss..."

But do it right.!!

Salma whispered in Dhea's ear. The only thing whispered was smiling. The taste of today feels long, from the usual days.

Finally the bell went home. Dhea and Salma

step forward to collect the paper.

Like the days of yesterday, every bell rang Dhea and Salma always left class together.

and will be separated when Dhea goes to where he keeps his bike.

Salma waved her hand, replying with

wave of Dhea's hand.

"Bismillah... Dhea started to pedal her bike.

The heat of the sun this afternoon, still felt

it was hot as if burning his skin.

This afternoon was the same as the day before.

Dhea continued to fight against the heat of the sun, which never wanted to compromise with her. "uuchhh..," In the world alone the heat is like this ..!

How is the heat of hell..?? inner Dhea while comforting her heart.

And finally Dhea's breath felt relieved..,

In front of there already seen the mosque where he paid.means his house is getting closer. When Dhea passed the mosque ,

The red car was still in his position.it was still parked in the courtyard of the mosque like this morning.

Dhea kept pedaling her bike, without even looking at it, she didn't care about the car anymore.

from the morning the car was parked there, Dhea's heart said . There was nothing Dhea wanted to do but quickly straighten her body.

Assalamualaik...

Dhea immediately pushed her bike in without waiting for her mother to answer her greetings.

Hurriedly Dhea copied the uniform, then she jumped

his bed. He had no regard for the worms of his stomach that had screamed hunger.

His fatigue overcame his hunger.

But his eyes were difficult to close, and Dhea's hands finally pulled out blue envelopes

from his hiding place, "how many times has Dhea repeated to read it." Until finally his eyes felt tired and fell asleep with the letters.

"TOOKS... GECK... GEE.." Dhee.. Dheeee.."

The sound of my mother waking him up.

"Yaaa. ma'am" replied Dhea . She wished her mother would stop knocking on her door.

Dhea woke up and closed the curtains of her room, when her eyes saw the beautiful twilight. Dhea stood glued behind the window of her room. "The desk is always beautiful to look at." whispered Dhea as she passed out of her room.

For some reason this Dusk Dhea's heart was not as usual, his heart was lazy to step into the mosque

But Dhea still forced her steps to continue to step up to demand religious knowledge.

maybe all because "He doesn't exist..?

Inner Dhea wondered.

Siti and Aminah have gone first, the kepadaan Dhea save the mukena and musafnya first . Just caught up with both of his sohibs.

"Dheee dulua yaa said Aminah and Siti, leaving Dhea with the other child.

Her tears fell down her cheeks, Dhea deliberately slowed her wudhunya because she did not want anyone to see her crying. But the longer the crying instead of stopping even become-become. "again and again Dhea repeated her wudhunya.he hoped her tears stopped with her water wudhunya.

A comad voice rang out, Dhea stepped out of the solid in a hurry.

He hoped that a voice would call his name .., but he hoped it would be in vain.

The magrib prayer was over, Dhea and her friends were swiftly sitting in a row.

Like the twilight before, the extremely sharp gaze of the eyes obscured them one by one. The gaze stopped on Dhea, then the voice of grace greeted Dhea.

Asking Muraja'ah, then the gaze turned to Aminah, and this twilight was Aminah and Siti's turn to deposit her memorization.

When the Isya prayer arrived finally pak ustad ended his study.

Siti asks Dhea to accompany her to fetch water, Dhea steps behind Siti. appears Salman is joking with someone.

Siti has entered first, Dhea actually does not intend to abudhu, Somehow her tears are difficult to be reconciled again and again

Dhea washed her face to remove her tears.When Dhea was about to step in. There was a voice that stopped her steps.

"Haiy.you ."

Something's left behind, Nich !

Thatuu voice .?

i dream..?

Whisper Dhea. Didn't the one with the voice go back to the pesantren.?

Dhea stopped her steps, before she turned to the origin of the voice, she prayed, O Allah, that the voice be real.

When Dhea turned around, Anajib stood up

right in front of him his face was getting clean, and a wide laugh was adorning his face.

"Kamuuu. ?

Dhea finally dared to greet him.

"Haven't you gone back to the boarding house yet.?

Dhea kept asking, "Anajjb kept laughing..

"You're sad, huh...?? Ask enough

put Dhea to shame.

The two never realized, there was someone who had been listening to their conversation. Until finally ..

"DRYSUMM.,,"

"DIGMMM..."

Deheman surprised both.

"Dheee.. get in !!

That sound sounds scary.

And his gaze grew sharper.

The owner of the big laugh still laughed and stepped behind his father, while constantly looking at him.

Dhea could not arrange her heart, her tears continued to fall throughout her prayers.

Dhea felt sad when she had to part with the big laugh.

"What's wrong with my heart..??.

I want this prayer to not end.

because he didn't want to lose that laugh.

Along the way home from the Dhea mosque much silence.

Siti and Aminah seemed to understand the mood of her friend.

Tonight Dhea is tormented with all the flavors.

why wouldn't I be willing if he had to go back to the boarding house. But sometimes reality is not as good as we want it to be.

Dhea took a long breath..

And continued to calm his heart, and continued to force his eyes to sleep, so that in the morning Dhea did not wake up bad luck.

Get here first brother.

Thank you to everyone who stopped by 🙏

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