Dusk At the End Please

Akad

It has been two weeks that Akhtar has not focused on completing some of his work. In the foundation a stack of files waiting to be reviewed and approved by him. Let alone signed and immediately realized glimpsed not only.

Ghifar the assistant became the person who felt the most direct impact from the situation of his best friend and superior. There is not one hundred percent right job in Akhtar's eyes this week. Even the misrepresentation of punctuation in the employment contract letter of the company's employees alone is a source of great problems for Akhtar.

Ghifar tidied up the paper Akhtar had just presented to him. He stared fixedly at the back of the chair that Akhtar was sitting on. Akhtar turned his chair back to Ghifar shortly after signing the dossier that Ghifar had brought. After three repairs Akhtar finally put his signature on the file that must be sent immediately without rereading it.

Ghifar was a little relieved because one by one his work today began to be completed well despite the delay. He took off the suit wrapped around his body and rolled up the sleeves of the shirt he was wearing.

"Bro.." call him Akhtar. Ghifar is currently positioning himself as a friend.

Akhtar turned his head, he turned his chair one hundred and eighty degrees. And now they both sit facing each other.

Akhtar pursed his lips, smiling slightly at the appearance of his best friend. He must be so tired that he took off his suit and rolled up his shirt sleeves while still working hours.

"Speak, it's been almost two weeks you've been like this. During these two weeks I can refrain from being patient with you but I don't know if it has to be much longer" Ghifar said in a serious tone but a more relaxed appearance.

"I miss Shanum!" akhtar said briefly.

"Ishhhhhh, I guess it must be because the moodbooster broke down" Ghifar sneered.

"Bro, it's been almost two weeks that I haven't received a photo of him. His sister's number was also inactive, the last time he said he would attend a week of training outside the city so he could not send Shanum news or photos. I can understand that for a week, but it's been almost two weeks, Bro. I was almost crazy to miss him" Akhtar said honestly to his assistant and best friend.

"Why don't you see her there again?" ghifar motion.

"Raina will find out, Bro. You know his eyes everywhere" Akhtar replied in despair.

"Now my only hope is just Fauzan. She supports me as much as her sister. He said Shanum never wrote a man's name in his diary other than mine, Bro. Cool is my girl?" Akhtar said it with a smile adorning his lips.

Ghifar pinched his lips when he heard Akhtar calling Shanum his girl.

"It's cool, it's not cool that Lu who maen believes in just one source of information without back testing its validity. Wonder me, as long as I know you your feelings are a person who is always meticulous and considerate in everything. Why is your ginian business so bego. As a result nyesek until now" Ghifar quipped.

Ghifar knew that there had been a misunderstanding between Akhtar and Shanum until Akhtar decided to accept his betrothal to Raina. And at the same time it turns out that Akhtar found out that Shanum was still faithfully waiting for him.

Akhtar took a deep breath, his countenance turned soft when he heard what his friend said, in his heart he also confirmed the words of his friend.

Akhtar rubbed his screen, he stared at the photo that became the wallpaper to decorate his screen. There is a picture of Shanum surrounded by kindergarten children in a tea plantation. Fauzan who sent him, he took the photo while driving his brother to guide the outbound Kindergarten children where he taught.

Akhtar pressed Fauzan's number again, but it was still inactive. Akhtar got upset himself. One side he wanted to meet Shanum to treat his longing but on the other hand he did not want anything to happen to Shanum. Akhtar knew Raina would be more desperate to hurt Shanum if he found out he was meeting Shanum.

News about her and Shanum was successfully withdrawn from circulation, but Raina still did not stay silent. The threat to hurt Shanum the more he proves, he even involves his father to make sure his threat is realized if Akhtar does not keep his promise.

Raina threatens to destroy Shanum's career as a teacher until he will never be accepted again to teach anywhere. The power that his father had was so great in the Ministry that of course it was easy to sabotage Shanum's career from the world of education.

Crazy indeed, Akhtar shuddered in horror himself imagining Raina's threat. Raina threatens Shanum's career in education to realize his personal ambitions. For Akhtar the world of education is a world that should be clean of various things that lead to untruth let alone those that are for personal gain.

Akhtar chills himself imagining what kind of character the woman he was forced to marry was. Raina who always imposes her will and realize her every desire no matter what way she will take.

When Akhtar fell asleep with his daydream to think of something that has not happened for the future suddenly his gawai reads indicating there is a notification of incoming messages.

Ting.....

He again wiped his screen and opened the incoming message from a number that was not registered in his contact.

Akhtar's heart feels like it's not beating even the world seems to stop spinning. The look on his face showed that he had received some unpleasant news.

Akhtar flirted, he ignored the question of his best friend. His eyes continued to be fixed on his screen, many times he read messages that had just entered the whatsapp application as if he did not believe the information conveyed by the sender of the message.

'Assalamu'alaikum, Brother. I'm Fauzan's sister Teh Shanum. Shanum Tea is married today!'

Akhtar looked up at Ghifar who looked worried to see the change in the look of his best friend's face.

"What's wrong?" Ghifar repeated his question.

"Shanum Ghif, Shanum.." - Akhtar.

Akhtar's eyes began to dew when he faced Ghifar.

"What's wrong with Shanum?" ask Ghifar to panic.

"Today Shanum is married!" said slowly. Along with her low tone, her cries finally broke. Akhtar turned his face away as his tears began to fall just like that.

While in Bogor...

The courtyard of Shanum's house has been transformed into a luxurious party. The wedding throne nuanced mocca combined with softpink color looks magnificent and elegant.

All preparations have been completed, a row of family members are ready to welcome the guests of the prospective groom and family who according to the information will be up to about ten minutes.

Shanum stared at her pushy face in the large mirror that the makeup artist provided in her room. Swarovski's gleaming white dress with a matching veil dangling over the chest became Shanum's wedding dress of choice today.

"Ready?" Liani suddenly stops Shanum's adventures in his reverie.

"Heumm.." replied Shanum.

'We welcome the bridegroom and the groom at the bride's residence. Next are welcome to occupy the reserved seat'

The voice of the host was clearly heard in Shanum's ears. He took a deep breath and threw it away quickly, as if letting out the unrest that still enveloped his heart.

"I hope this is the right decision for you. Rest assured that everything that is destiny has been rooted perfectly and will never be exchanged" said Liani to calm Shanum. He could see there was still doubt in Shanum's eyes.

"If your first love incised a wound, God willing your last love presents heaven" Liani continued.

"God willing Li, over time all will be sincere in time" said Shanum slightly nodding his head.

"Ikhlas is not only about how you are willing to let go, but also how you are able to live life with things that no longer work properly. Live well after this", Liani reminded her best friend again. She just wants Shanum to be happy with her marriage.

"Thank you Li, you are my best friend. Inshaa Allah as long as Allah is the destination, all will be well. God will strengthen me to get through this. Without Allah I am nothing" Shanum motivates himself.

'Alhamdulillah, the time has come at the core of the entire series of events today, namely the procession of marriage contracts. For the prospective bridegroom is welcome to occupy a place that has been prepared to carry out the procession of the contract. Next we invite the officer from the Office of Religious Affairs to guide the event'

The voice of the host back was clearly heard in Shanum and Liani's ears. Shanum looked increasingly tense, he was squeezing his fingers which had been linked since. Liani hugged Shanum from the side, rubbing Shanum's shoulder trying to channel calm for her best friend.

'Ananda Baihaqi Abdillah bin Muhammad Surya (Deceased) I married and I trust you with my son Shanum Najua Azzahra with a dowry in the form of a set of prayer tools plus a hundred grams of gold jewelry and one hundred million rupiah in cash, cash.'

'I accept his marriage and marry Shanum Najua Azzahra bint Imran with the mascavine, cash because of Allah.'

"Huuuhh....." Shanum exhaled, his eyes began to dew. He raised his head, holding something back from coming out of the corner of his eyes.

Five minutes that changed everything. Who changed the service of a woman from the mother who gave birth to her and the father who always took care of her to foreign men who came and asked for her suddenly.