Dusk And Suffering

5. Books

On the orders of his mother, Aldi pursued Dusk which he himself did not know where to run. He was out of the hospital and on the streets around the hospital, but he did not find the figure he was looking for.

"That kid, run fast. O Allah, please protect him" Aldi hoped in panic. The eyes are still****** looking for the figure of Twilight. The little boy she loved with all her heart. Although not wanted by his mother and maybe his father, but Dusk is a valuable treasure for Aldi and his mother.

"Yetoo." Dusk shouted, sitting himself with his ears closed.

Did nothing happen? The boy looked up and looked around him, "I'm not dead, am I?" mumbling slowly.

Not long after, came a man with a panicked face he printed clearly. Dress very neatly, look handsome and charming.

"Is it okay? Is anyone hurt? Let's get to the side first, yuk!" take the man who almost hit the twilight.

The twilight that had been running since was still regulating his breathing. His face still looked pale and his body was weakened. With trembling hands he received a bottle of mineral water and downed it slightly.

"Where are your parents? Why run on the street?" ask the man

"I'm..."

"Senja, astaghfirullah you're okay, right?" Aldi came with his worried face, he felt the whole body of Dusk with his hands and anxious gaze.

"It's okay, sirde."

Aldi did not notice anyone sitting with Dusk. He was too focused on his nephew. Until a voice made him realize that Dusk is not alone.

"Do I need to take it to the hospital? Sorry I almost hit...."

"Monday. Called Dusk. I don't think it's necessary. No one was hurt. No one's hurt, right, honey?" Aldi answered and asked the two people he had in front of him alternately."

"Nothing," replied Dusk lightly as he shook his head.

'Church? His name reminds me of something. Ah impossible, are not many people in this world named Dusk. Besides not necessarily the incident that night made her pregnant," Akmal's mind tried to dampen her mind.

Akmal noticed every skin line on the ten-year-old's face. So beautiful for a child's age. Unknowingly his lips curved into a smile.

"If you'll excuse me, yes. Thank you for helping me." Aldi stood up to say goodbye.

"Oh, yes. I didn't do anything, I almost hit him. Next time be more careful when looking after the child."

Aldi just nodded, he then turned his body and walked by grasping the small hand of Dusk. Leaving the streets crowded with vehicles, filled with air police and full of deaths.

Aldi had to take Dusk back to the hospital, because his car was still parked there. Patmi's mother was waiting on the side of the car anxiously. He had been unceasingly pacing back and forth since Aldi decided to look for Dusk into the street.

Patmi returned to running as in the hospital when she saw Dusk from the end of her net. Like finding a diamond in a pile of trash, the woman was truly relieved and happy as Dusk returned to health.

"O Allah be pleased, Dusk. You're making Grandma worry. Don't be like this or Grandma will die standing if there's nothing with you." Patmi hugged her grandson tightly.

"Yes, I'm sorry to worry Grandma. I shouldn't have said that to Grandma. I promise that from tomorrow I won't ask you who my father is and where he is. It's my dear grandmother."

Tears broke back forcing it to come out. Ms. Patmi is a very sensitive woman, she cannot hear expressions of sadness from the mouths of others. Let alone talking about Dusk, talking about the sadness and suffering of others can make him feel sad all day.

"Already, yeah. We go home now, don't be sad." Aldi took the two to get in the car.

Manda who had been busy looking for something never found it made him moved to look for it in his mother's room. His legs lighten to step into the resting place of the mother and her child.

Manda started looking in the closet, not knowing what he was looking for until he insisted on looking until he found it. Clothes that have folded neatly make him look for the object carefully so as not to damage the folds of clothing in it.

When opening a locked drawer you jerk with its contents. His tears instantly turned full of anger, his eyes reddened and his breathing became stingy.

With that emotion at the top of Manda took the thing and took it out. He really hated that thing. The only thing left behind by a depraved man that ruined his life.

Brakes

The object was thrown on the terrace and as if by a very extraordinary coincidence it fell right on the foot of the new twilight until the house. They were all silent and looked at each other, until the movement from Dusk made Ms. Patmi make a sound.

"Grandma took the book again, baby. You don't know this book yet." Bu Patmi took the book that was in the hands of the gentle Dusk.

"What's wrong with this book, Grandma?" Dusk asked with a hand that held tightly to the book in his hand. It was as if he did not want to give it back to Grandma.

"This book contains everything that adults do. You are not old enough to read it."

Dusk thought for a moment by paying attention to the cover and title in the book.

"I threw the book away. Why did you take it and keep it? The book hurt me, ma'am," cried Manda loudly and with watery eyes.

Dusk just stared at his confused Mother and Grandma. Many questions hung spoiled on the little boy's head. He looked back at the wonder of the book he was still holding. What made her mother angry and almost cry?

"Mom, does this book tell a sad story? Why are you crying?"

"SILENCE YOU! you know what sadness is?" snapped Manda by pointing at Dusk full of anger.

Like getting breakfast, snapping has become commonplace for Dusk. He no longer cries just from his mother. Anger, blows are only a small part of the suffering he has endured throughout his life.

The quarrels they did in the room made the neighbors who passed by turned their attention towards Mareka. Aldi, the only human who is aware of the circumstances brings them into the house which is then followed by his wife and child.

"Why else, Mas anyway?" laura asked as she carried her eight-month-old son. "Manda's shouting makes our child cry, you know," he added in a slightly upset voice.

"Give me the book!" Manda approached Dusk and took it. But I don't know why the little boy was so protective of the book. He hid the book on his back.

"RETURN ME I SAID!" snapped Manda once again loudly.

"No, if you don't like this book, let me keep it." I don't know what happened to Dusk, as if there was an inner bond between the book and him. He was protecting the book in his own way. Even for the first time he dared to answer orders from his mother.

"How dare you argue with me?"

The look on his face changed immediately, as if he was aware of what he had just said was an iniquity towards his mother.

"Sorry, Mom. It's not my intention to dare to be with Mom. But..."

Manda approached Dusk and gripped the boy's arm to return the book he had hidden.

"Go back or your hand, I'll break!" threatening Manda who increasingly pressed his grip made Dusk more pain.