Dusk At the End Please

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Sunglasses perched on his nose. Although the body is not seatletis first but prolonged pain does not necessarily make the loss of sustainability. His gaze sharply looked straight ahead, watching carefully and then the people who came out in and out of a rice stall.

The clock shows that it is four in the afternoon, but the mother rice stall still looks crowded with people who will eat or just give the side dishes. His gaze shifted to a plank attached directly in front of the top of the stall. Warung Nasi Ibu By SNA.

"SNA" slowly spelled out the last letter on the board.

Suddenly both corners of her lips lifted up making a smile rise on her face.

"Shanum Najua Azzahra" he murmured. His memory drifted to a few years ago, when he was a teenager and just felt the beauty of love. He always carved those three letters everywhere. Almost in all textbooks are always engraved SNA letters, even at the desk where he studied in class without the knowledge of the teacher because he should not scrawl the wall or school but secretly he also carved the three letters with the end of emoticon love.

Armed with his past memories, Akhtar searches for the address where Shanum lives in Garut. He could no longer hold back from seeing Shanum at this time. His great longing had defeated his logic.

Less than an hour Akhtar was able to find the address where Shanum lived which has now changed a lot. Akhtar parked his car some distance from the mother's shop, taking cover behind sunglasses and a hat to perfect his appearance. Actually, she is not ready if she has to meet Shanum directly, especially if she has to meet her husband. Akhtar was worried about not being able to control his heart and mind.

Already an hour had passed, Akhtar was still at home with his scouting. Suddenly a white mobilio passed in front of him and then parked not far from the mother's shop. Akhtar looked ordinary, he thought maybe they were visitors to the mother's rice stall. But Akhtar further sharpened his focus when the figure of a woman he knew so well came out of the steering door of the car.

Akhtar flinched, his body slightly stiffened as the figure of the woman who came out of the car was the woman he had longed for.

Akhtar did not want to waste that greatness, he focused on looking at Shanum as if afraid of losing his tracks. His heart warmed, a happy feeling suddenly burst into his chest. His longing was slightly treated after seeing the face of the woman he was looking at was smiling kindly at someone who had just come out of his stall, it seemed like he was one of the customers of the mother stall.

"Mother.." a girl holding a daughter shouted to Mother. Akhtar knitted his eyebrows together, his gaze growing more alert as to where the woman carrying the little boy was walking.

"Hallo unfortunately Mother....." Shanum spread out his hands ready to grab the little boy who was being carried towards him.

Suddenly something hit Ahsan's chest, his breathing suddenly stuck in his throat. The happy feeling that had burst into his chest now evaporated just like that and was replaced with a feeling of unbearable tightness.

The presence of the little boy who was carried by Shanum with affection re-awakened Akhtar that his current existence in that place is wrong. Loving someone who belongs to someone else is a mistake. Akhtar realized that Shanum's current status was as the wife of a husband and even the mother of a child.

Akhtar was no longer able to hold back something that suddenly slipped into his chest, no matter what feeling it was that his heart must have felt pinched. Her tears were unstoppable, her hands clutching the steering wheel she had been holding. He dropped his head on the wheel and sobbed crying holding back the tightness that was squeezing his chest.

Akhtar tried hard to hold back his tears. He did not want to look weak, the shadow of the mother flashed through his mind. It should be the last tear that flows because the heart has not been able to accept reality. There are still many dreams and hopes that have not been realized to make his mother happy. This time he really had to be realistic. Accepting the fact that he was wrong if he still wanted Shanum. Want something that is not their right.

Akhtar took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Since a few minutes ago Shanum who was carrying a small child has disappeared from his sight. Akhtar looked up again staring at the sign of the mother's shop. He is determined to make peace with his past.

"At the end of the day we have set up the same do'a on the same earth. Having to submit to a different destiny, you are with her and I am still stuck in the forbidden circle of taste. We are not meant to be together" he murmured softly.

Akhtar started his car, slowly he drove the car away from his mother's shop which he only looked at for about two hours.

The condition of the mother's stall still looks crowded. Warung operates from ten to five in ordinary days and until eight in the evening if the weekend.

"Teh, all the groceries are there?" Indri who was busy at the cashier table tidied up all the reports today that would be handed over to Shanum momentarily glanced as Shanum walked towards him.

Shanum was not in the shop all day, he met with his Junior High School friends because of their invitation. Husna and Nia ask to meet because Shanum's reunion time does not come. Continued with shopping activities because there are some items whose stock has been thinned at the stall.

"There" Shanum replied as he grabbed the jar of beans that was beside the cashier's computer.

"Alhamdulillah, this is all I have tidied up today's report just check. I want to play first with the gemoy, from this afternoon he was laughing laugh aja sedain me..hhe..." Indri also moved from the cashier chair, he took a jar of beans that were on the table beside the computer.

"Eh where the jar is going" Shanum said.

"Inner, do you want to?" Indri asked innocently.

"Whoa, that guy was the one who stuck here yesterday" Shanum said.

"Ouh.hehehe.okhe, I'm sorry cystah" Indri passed leaving Shanum. The Gemoy Humairah became his goal at this time. The child, who had just stepped on a year a week ago, now lives with Shanum and his grandparents in Garut.

After celebrating Eid al-Fitr with a large family in Garut, tomorrow Rida and Adam immediately slide to Bogor to visit Adam's extended family in Bogor. A week ago they returned to Garut because Humairah who had begun to talk was always calling - nda-nda which is the call for Shanum. Rida and Adam finally decided to celebrate the one-year anniversary of Humairah in Garut.

Unexpectedly when the time before returning home Humairah refused to follow his parents back to Bogor, all day Humairah stuck directly on Shanum. Since his arrival to Garut, Rida was a little unhealthy, making Humairah was evacuated to sleep with Shanum. At first everyone thought that Rida had a common cold because of the Bogor-Garut trip taken at night, but because until the second day his condition has not improved Rida was brought Adam and Hana's mother to be examined to a doctor who practices close to their home. The results of the examination stated if Rida is recommended to check with the obstetrician or midwife. And it turns out that the doctor's guess is true if Rida is currently two-bodied.

This happy news was certainly welcomed by Adam and the entire extended family. Unlike Rida who does not show her happy face because considering Humairah is still too small to have a sister at this time.

Both of these reasons are what makes them finally let Humairah to live in Garut with grandparents and his mother who is more familiarly called Mother by Humairah because Rida and her husband who taught her so.

Customers of the mother's rice stalls are increasing, also catering orders that almost every day does not make him rule out Humairah. The gemoy baby who just turned one year old and will soon have a sister remains Shanum's priority. It made Rida and Adam calm down to let their eldest daughter stay in Garut.

Such are the days that Shanum passed without feeling the time passed so quickly. Days change week and weeks change month.

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The sky indicates that the day is changing night. The state of the mother's rice stalls is deserted from visitors. Ceu Imas assisted Bi Isah is cleaning the stalls and kitchen to be ready for tomorrow. While Hana's mother has rest and is accompanying the granddaughter to play.

Shanum, who had finished checking the sales report today, leaned his back on the back of the chair and observed Indri, who looked busy, replying to messages.

"Have a lot of orders, huh?" tanya Shanum disperse the focus of Indri who looked serious to reply to every message that entered the admin number of the mother rice stall. He momentarily took off the grip of the mouse in his hand and grabbed his favorite boba drink.

"Yes Tea, for tomorrow there are already three hundred orders of rice box, not to mention this there are still some incoming chat that I have not opened. How do you want to be restricted? Towards this eid al-Adha, it looks like our order will increase more and more Tea, so do not add employees?" Indri explains the progress of the order for tomorrow. Close orders are limited to one hour at noon in fact make the booker hunt-hurry so that the order can be approved admin.

Shanum seemed to be thinking, he was considering various things for the decision he would take for the survival of his stall. It also comes to Hasna's suggestion that her sister-in-law when she came to Garut to open a branch elsewhere, even Hasna volunteered to become an investor.

"Woww..amazing" Indri half yelled as he opened the last message he received on the admin computer making Shanum jumped from his daydream.

"What the hell is that? make a shock" jolted Shanum who suddenly changed his sitting position because shocked by the screams of Indri.

"It's tea, the last order is three hundred and fifty rice boxes package one plus dessert. Cool right?" Indri explained the thing that made him hysterical to the surprise of Shanum.

Shanum took a deep breath, and he leaned back.

"So how many orders tomorrow?" shanum asked with a slight tattle, he was still annoyed that he had been startled by his cousin.

"Eummmh.all these are seven hundred and fifty teas. Four hundred packs of two and three hundred and fifty packs of one plus dessert" Indri again took off the mouse in his hand and grabbed his favorite boba drink.

"Stock the ingredients for package two is still ready enough tea, just for the ingredients of package one rich less tea" Indri showed a list of stock materials on his computer screen, he also reached for the button on the printer to print the list. He will match the data he has with the stock of materials in the kitchen.

The stock of the ingredients of the two package menu is deliberately more because most bookers choose the package as their order. Unlike the package one sometimes only certain groups who order or certain moments because the price is indeed higher than package two, this is in accordance with the menu offered as well as the materials used in premium quality.

As a person who is experienced in terms of Shanum organization also tried to apply neat administrative management in his shop. Although the scale is small but he compiled the administration of the stall through computer-based data. Every day Shanum will check the daily development of his stall. From the start of sales, catering orders, material stock to the presence of employees. Shanum even provides impression cards and messages at each visitor's table to be filled in by visitors before leaving the stall.

They wrote down their impressions and messages during their meal there. Patiently every night Shanum read the impressions and messages of each of his customers. Although not all visitors write the impression and message, but every night Shanum to spend thirty minutes to an hour to read everything.

Not infrequently their impressions and messages made Shanum laugh himself. This became a motivation for Shanum and his employees to further improve service at the mother's rice stall for the better.

"What time will one package order be taken?" shanum asked Indri who was checking back the order list.

"Eummhhh. at five o'clock in the afternoon tea, make a dinner deh" replied Indri.

"Okay, it means that tomorrow morning there is time to shop, you list only the ingredients that must be purchased tomorrow" Shanum tidied up his workbench because soon adzan magrib will reverberate.

"Eat that one package order" Shanum murmured softly but still heard by Indri.

"Actually what makes uwow is not the amount of tea order, but the order hehe.." sidelines Indri while chuckling.

"Who is that?" shanum asked curiously, he kept the files he had checked into the cupboard next to his desk.

"Mother Fatimah, remember each one? that's what came here at the same time Aa handsome tea gening Tea which he said was a friend of tea" explained Indri.

"But tomorrow there will be a surprise, all this time Ms. Fatimah will always order catering on behalf of her son Akhtar Farzan. At that time I had it yes, Akhtar was ready Bu Fatimah he replied he said his son, I think the one who came at that time was his son whose name was Akhtar.... end handsome is similar to Bu Fatimah as well, but it was not the word Fatimah maam, he said Akhtar was more handsome than the Aa. Well tomorrow Fatimah said that the order will be taken directly by her son, she said she made a surprise for me who was curious about the good looks of Aa Akhtar haha...." Indri chattered merrily and his radiant face ended his quite loud laughter.

Degs....Shanum stopped his activity, he digested what his cousin said. His mind guessed, if Ahsan was with Bu Fatimah at that time does that mean Akhtar who ordered catering all this time was the same Akhtar as he was known? is he really coming?

"Akhtar", he murmured in his heart.