Dusk At the End Please

Extra Part 25: Under the Orange Sky

The day that Liani was waiting for finally arrived, tomorrow she will leave abroad to continue her studies.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Liani said as she received a call on her flat screen from a contact she named Neng Zahra aka Shanum. Since Shanum lived in Garut Liani it was more convenient to call him Neng following Shanum's aunt and uncle there who called him that.

"What's? really true?" liani asked in shock but a smile spread across her lips when she heard that her best friend would drive her to the airport tomorrow.

"But you should? don't push, I don't want you to get sick anymore" Liani said again at the end of the device, expressing her concern for Shanum.

"What's? seriously in Bandung?" he said with a happy twinkle in his eyes,

"Well then, I'll see you in the morning bestie....I love you immediately" concluded Liani ended her phone call with Shanum. Liani is happy that she will finally be escorted by her best friend to the airport.

Liani folded the mukena she had just used for Ashar prayer, in the official house of the foundation where she served, practiced science and worked, she now stands. Look at every corner of the house that is full of memories for him.

He also switched to open the back door of the official house which was directly faced with a broad-looking pesawahan even though it was slightly blocked by a wire wall surrounding the foundation complex. Liani sat alone, staring at the sky that had been seen changing color to orange sign of twilight will soon greet.

Tess... suddenly her tears just dripped when she remembered the figure that had managed to occupy her heart. It is not just the lessons and experiences that are gained in this house and foundation. In this place he also knows love, feels the beauty of falling in love and feeling special, although finally his love must be finished without any words start and end.

Liani opened the gallery in her dress, she stared at a photo of a tall man with broad shoulders and a broad chest. A photo that only the man could see from behind, Liani photographed it secretly.

Muhammad Ahsanu Amala, the man who had managed to make his heart fall to the ground until now, felt his heart breaking.

Since a few months ago Liani submitted her resignation letter to the foundation through Pak Arif, the principal where she teaches. Liani did say that Ahsan who currently serves as the chairman of the foundation should not first know about his resignation, for fear of prohibiting him from resigning in the middle of the school year.

Unfortunately the fear is inversely proportional to the desire of his heart which honestly hopes that Ahsan knows the plan of his departure and prevents it.

But unfortunately apparently Liani's request to Mr. Arif was granted, until after months have passed and now it is just a matter of hours to wait for his departure the man never showed the trunk of his nose to come prevent his departure. Even several times when their meeting happened, Ahsan never discussed about his resignation letter.

Liani took a deep breath, eliminating all the tightness that was in her chest. Hoping that way all those stifling things disappeared without a trace. He opened a small book that always accompanied him in his own time, a book where Liani poured out everything she experienced as self-reflection.

Dear Brother Ahsan.....

"Sir Ahsan, how can I say that I have lost you, while I have never had you" Liani started her streak with that line, staring at the diary book she used to use for her to spill all the feelings in her heart.

"Sir Ahsan, do you know who is the most evil person to me? he was the one who came into my life, offered me happiness and seemed to be realizing all the unspoken dreams I had, but then he just left"

"And you know how hurt I am? I am the most wounded, because I have pinned hope on man, which is on you. Though I know very well only disappointment will be obtained when hoping in humans, astaghfirullah..."

"Until I finally gave up and chose to leave, sister" there was sobbing as she wrote each sentence in her diary.

"However, leaving does not mean I don't care anymore, I'm just self-conscious, if my departure slightly dawns on you that I'm not always there for you if you can't appreciate my existence"

"In the beauty of twilight, I hope that all of you will be lost and forgotten. Goodbye Muhammad Ahsanu Amala"

Liani closed the diary, she raised her head to look at the orange-colored twilight sky.

"Yaa Rabb, please take my step. May You be happy with every heart in which there is a feeling that cannot be carried and cannot be explained to anyone ", he said,

☘️☘️☘️

While in a hotel room that is quite luxurious, a couple was standing on the balcony of his room on the tenth floor. From there clearly visible views of the city of Bandung in the afternoon, a clear day makes the blue sky is now starting to change color to orange.

Akhtar held his arms in his wife's stomach, his position now hugging Shanum from behind.

"It hurts baby?" Akhtar rubbed Shanum's stomach softly from the baby twins caesarean section, he stuck his chin on the shoulder of the wife who was blocked by her wide hijab.

Shanum smiled at her husband's question. He held Akhtar's hand which was still stroking his stomach.

"Alhamdulillah is better, it seems like the right healer for me is Aa's hugs and swipes" Shanum's clumsily ended with a voiceless swish, making Akhtar anxious and pinching Shanum's nose tip.

Since returning home from the hospital and Shanum was declared completely healthy Akhtar never let his wife do any work. He never got away from his wife's side, making sure all his needs were met. The experience of some time ago made him determined not to leave his wife in her crucial moments.

Breastfeeding is a time that is no less important for a mother. At this time it must be ensured that the mother is really healthy and awake the needs of birth and the mind because every milk given to the baby will have a major influence on the growth and development of the child.

In this phase Akhtar wants to make sure that Shanum is always happy to live his days as a young mother, especially he knows very well the hassles of his wife when breastfeeding baby twins.

Some books and articles related to what a husband can do to support his wife in this breastfeeding period have read a lot, he wants to be a husband and father on standby. A man who is always reliable for his little family. Akhtar wants to give memories to his children later that he plays a role in every growth and development of his children.

Akhtar did not allow Shanum to drive his best friend to the airport, but Shanum assured him that he was doing well. This will be Shanum's last collaboration with Liani before his departure to continue his studies abroad.

Shanum knows Liani's departure is actually to avoid, loving but unloved it hurts amazingly, Shanum knows his best friend's condition is not okay. That is why he wants to be present and be there for his best friend at the time of his departure.

And here they are, the hotel that Ghifar has prepared with all its facilities makes Shanum amazed, he said, while the two babies are currently with Bu Fatimah and Bu Hana who deliberately came to take the departure of his child's best friend who was considered like his own child.

"Aa, get everything ready?" tanya Shanum continued the conversation,

"No, Ghifar prepared everything" Akhtar replied honestly, after learning of his wife's desire to escort his best friend, Akhtar took the initiative to refresh and bring Shanum and his children by enjoying Bandung for the first time,

The participation of Bu Fatimah and Bu Hana was welcomed by Akhtar and Shanum. Those who were originally only going to the foursome were now more crowded and the two grandmothers were deliberately boycotting their two grandchildren to give time for the new parents to be alone after many things they passed, according to their initial purpose.

The stock of ASI that Shanum had prepared was quite a lot, it made the two grandmothers take her two grandchildren.

"Aa, what kind of kids? why have they not come here" asked Shanum who did not know the plans of the two young grandmothers who deliberately went to take care of her grandchildren so that Shanum and Akhtar could enjoy time together while in Bandung. Shanum turned to face her husband who was still wrapping his hands around her waist possessively.

"Let them be with their grandmothers. Said the mother, she misses the baby twins" Akhtar replied staring at Shanum clingy full of cambas, so far Miss Fatimah was not always able to share baby twins because of distance and busyness.

"But.." Shanum's words paused, for Akhtar quickly silenced the rancid lips with his.

There was no resistance, Shanum resigned to what her husband did, he was carried away, put his hand on Akhtar's neck which then turned his right hand to Shanum's nape, under the orange sky, two people dissolve in halal physical contact in the form of passionate love in each heart.

Both are so enjoying, feel calm and comfortable because they are in the sacred bond of marriage. Bonds that are able to keep the near and justify the haram.

"Thank you, you have stayed by my side until now. In the future, just look at me and love me. Because I would do the same, love you with my whole life. I want to be with you to His jannah" Akhtar said shortly after taking off his page,

The two's forehead collided with each other's breathing which was still hunting each other because of the long kiss that had just ended.

Akhtar rubbed Shanum's lips with his thumb, kissed him again and then held the woman who had always been in his heart. The woman who becomes his first love, the monkey love that metamorphoses into true love united in the sacred bond of marriage, wishes divine riddho in every sense essential to the family of sakinah, mawaddah, warahmah, liv, heavenward.

"Thank you Aa for the abundance of your love and love for me. Thank goodness and the best do'a for you is not tired of me repeating. Let's always be together, we love each other at a close time, keep honor at a far time, comfort each other in times of grief, remind each other in times of happiness, remind each other in times of forgetfulness, remember each other, supporting each other in progress and kindness, praying for each other in kindness and piety and perfecting each other in worship"

"Aaah, I love you because of God. Stay the best son for our parents, be the best father for our children and be the best husband for me"

"May my every shortcoming be a field of reward for you, and my excess be a source of your happiness, and vice versa. Aa I'm proud of you"

Shanum looked lovingly at her husband, tiptoed and then kissed Akhtar's lips, unable to speak, hearing all the words Shanum said. Only tears represented how happy and grateful she was to have a woman before her at this time.

"Darling..." Only that word can be said from Akhtar's lips, he hugged the wife's body tightly and was answered no less tightly by Shanum.

At the end of the twilight, under the orange sky which bears witness to the sincerity of the two hearts of the sons of man who love one another for the sake of God, they promise to maintain the firmness of the sacred bond, together reach for something that will elevate the world and save in the Hereafter.

Shanum Najua Azzahra's

Akhtar Farzan Wijaya

Happy happy always....