Dusk And Suffering

53. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim Can

"Good night, Father's son," said Akmal entering the twilight room.

"Dad, where are you coming? Not home?"

"Yes, this was out of your house with the twins coming straight here. Dad's coming home."

"My house?"

"Yes, the house that you will occupy with your grandson is your home. There is no rejection. You will be safe and comfortable living there. Far from Leo's reach."

"But I want to stay with Mom, Dad. Mother's alone. Leo's out of the country anyway, he said he wouldn't come back here."

"Monday. Teach Mom a lesson once in a while is okay. You should be able to be a little bit like Mom. Let what? Let me realize she needs you. Oh, yeah, I want to tell you a little story, for sure you'd love to hear Dad's story."

"What?"

Flowing the story about Manda while in the new house. It looks like Dusk is sparkling hearing the very words of Dad. He did not expect his mother to hold children who he intended to give a name.

"Serious dad? I wanted to see Mom. I want to see Mom carry my son."

"That means that after a year or so of your separation there's been a change, right? Maybe Mom just realized and began to lose you, right at home already no grandmother, Mother alone, right. It's just like your mom needs to be pushed, pushed and forced to tell you she actually needs you. He was proud of it to admit that you were important to him. It's very human, considering that Mom used to treat you inhumanely and now she's just waking up to her mistake, he must have had a bit of prestige coming at any moment since he had already drowned with the euphoria of his hatred just yet. He thinks that apologizing to you is like licking his own saliva. That's why I wanted to give your mother a suit. You want to work together, same dad, right?"

"I'm trying to, Dad. Actually, I also do not want and will not make Mom apologize to me, with Mother dear same I was more than enough."

"You whatever the status is called wrong must remain apologetic and accompanied by changes. That's just the right action. Explaining a mistake twice is okay. But if it is too often he even digeljak and he will not know which is wrong and which is right. It looks like a child, but Mother is still like a child. For losing his adult life in such a sad way. Then after that he went through a bad phase in his life. And his fault again, he could not rise, did not want to drown too but he was reluctant to try to get out of the problem hole. You mean, don't you?"

"Master, Dad. I don't want to remember the past but I don't want to make peace with the past either."

Akmal smiled, "The problem has matured you. When can you go home?"

"I haven't asked, actually I want to hurry. I want to meet the kids, they're gonna need my breast milk, too, Dad."

"Daddy set it. You rest now, sorry I can't get you. Actually really want to, next time Daddy will stay at your house, yes. Hopefully someday we can be together without anyone feeling at a disadvantage."

Cup

One kiss on the forehead landed so smoothly. It's best to be a little surprised because Akmal did it so quickly.

"Night. Sit down!"

"Who, Dad?"

"That will take care of you tonight. Not accepting rejection. Let me also calm down and leave you here. Father's men are also still there to guard outside. So, you're completely safe and I can rest easy. I love you. Dad go home first. Let me know if there's anything."

Dusk just silent staring at the departure of the father, ushering him with his two eyes. I still can't believe there's anyone who pees at her forehead other than her boyfriend, Daren.

Mentioning the name Daren makes Dusk want to know the news of the man. He no longer has his number, but he still remembers his social media name.

The twenty-one-year-old woman started typing something on her flat screen. Swipe up and down the touch screen. His thumb stopped at the name he was looking for.

Her lips formed a smile when Dusk saw the row of Daren photos. He really misses his girlfriend. However, a second later he changed the look of his face into a sad one. Not his photo that makes him sad, but the caption in every photo that Daren uploaded makes the heart of Dusk so sick and sore.

~There is a time to hope, there is a time to stop. There is a time to fight, but there is a time to fight. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim, bis~

Sentences that are not long and simple, but so painful and meaningful in the twilight. Not feeling his tears shed when he saw a row of photos of Denan and his caption. Her face was still charming, despite being enveloped by deep sadness.

Seeing various posts on social media owned by her lover, made Dusk make a decision right then and there. He won't find or see Daren again. The man has cut himself. Daren can't wait for him. Moreover, her status as a mother of two makes Dusk more confident in her decision. There was no way he could trouble another man with what he was carrying.

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, could." Dusk follows the status of the last Daren.

With a heavy heart Dusk returned his phone beside the bed. Trying to forget what he has seen, starting his dream from now on. And he hopes that tomorrow will be much better than the previous days. He has to move on, he has to rise up for his children. From now on, it was not only her that she pictured, but her children as well.

The kid? Even he was twenty-one years old, and he already had two children? It's beyond a doubt. He never imagined this reality.

***

I don't know how many times Manda woke up from a deep sleep, because the sound of crying babies who sometimes cry alternately and sometimes simultaneously. It's only the first night, and he's exhausted.

Understandably, Manda is indeed a mother, but in the past she never did this activity. Even once, he never woke up from his sleep at midnight. On the first day he waited for the children of Dusk, he became aware when in the position of his mother first, it is not easy.

"You know? I hate your mother so much. Because of his birth I did not want. He ruined my future, he ruined everything. I never loved her, never cared for her, never touched her. But, three months ago, your mother came. Hugging me from behind, that was the first time I let him touch me. I don't know what happened then and after, it's just that I felt something different. I can't explain it myself. And today, I'm looking after you, the daughter of the girl I don't want her presence. I don't know what makes me want to do this."