Dusk At the End Please

Open the Heart

Arriving at the official house complex, Shanum and Liani immediately headed to their respective official homes.

Liani suddenly stopped her steps, looking towards Shanum who seemed to be unlocking the door of her house.

As fast as lightning he turned towards Shanum's house. When the door opened, Liani entered before the occupant of the official house.

“Assalamu’alaikum”, Liani said hello when entering the empty house without hesitation.

Shanum just the head bobbles are not strange with the behavior of his friend and best friend.

Although the state of the house without occupants, but we should still say hello when entering it.

One of them is a Muslim who enters the house, reading do’a and saying greetings. Including when entering an empty or uninhabited house.

Recommendations read do’a and say greetings when entering homes both inhabited and empty houses contained in the Qur’an.

Allah SWT said, “Then when you enter (a house from) houses (this), let you greet (the occupant who means to greet) yourself, verily the greeting which is from the side of Allah, which is given blessings again is good.” (QS An-Nur: 61)

The Prophet taught his people to read do’a and greetings when entering the house.

Imam As Sauri has narrated from Abdul Karim Al Jazari, from Mujahid that the Prophet SAW has said: “ When you enter into a house that there is no one in it, he said, say the following salutation: In the name of Allah, and praise be to Allah. May prosperity be bestowed upon us and also upon the righteous servants of God”.

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“Wa’alaikum salam”, Shanum replied entering the house following Liani.

Liani dropped her ass on the sofa in the minimalist living room of the official house, for a moment relieving fatigue due to this daily activity.

But suddenly his memory regained consciousness, remembering the purpose he followed Shanum all the way to his home.

Soon he moved, looking for Shanum who was about to enter the bathroom to clean himself.

“Eitss...wait-wait, do not enter first”, Liani blocked Shanum's wrist.

“What's up? Why are you still here?”, Shanum asked.

“Let's hunt there home, get ready soon Maghrib and we have to go back to Hall”, he said again.

“Awhile, I was really curious about that one. I don't want to keep thinking. Actually, I am still shocked to hear the words of Mr. Ahsan. Let's clearin!”, Liani's orders.

Shanum boasted a smile, holding back his laugh which felt funny looking at Liani's expression.

He knew that his best friend would not stop asking questions before his curiosity was answered.

Shanum leads Liani to return to the sofa in the minimalist living room of his dinas house.

There was still about an hour before they had to immediately return to the hall where the grand event of the foundation took place.

Shanum calmly told his story with Ahsan to Liani.

“Which part do you want to know?”, Shanum asked starting the story.

“Everything, everything related to you and Brother Ahsan. Moreover, part when Kak Ahsan who turned out to have shot you three times and you always rejected him’, explained Liani.

“Alright...”, Shanum breathed in deeply.

During this time Shanum did not really like to talk about his personal problems to others, he simply answered as necessary if anyone asked, like Liani at this time.

“Me and Brother Ahsan are one campus, he is my senior. Two levels above me.”

“I started to be with him a lot when I started to be active in student organizations on our campus. Various activities brought us together. I only respect Kak Ahsan as my senior, moreover he was also the leader of BEM back then.”

“I'm not too close to him, our friendship is limited to colleagues when doing activities. I always try to be professional when dealing with him.”

“Emang at that time you were not interested in Ahsan?”, between Liani in the middle of Shanum's story.

“Lying if I'm not interested. Kak Ahsan is a very popular student on campus, most wanted...”, Shanum said as he giggled.

“Many beautiful students around, looking for attention with various efforts. There are even those who blatantly express their love.”

“Flattering, godly, pinter, mature, charismatic, four-wheeled again. Package compute anyway. Who is not interested?”

“His warm, relaxed and friendly carrying makes the girls klepek."

"Once again there was my level brother who blatantly expressed his love for Kak Ahsan, in the cafeteria again, at lunch, the canteen again rame-ramenya.”

“Virallah, but Brother Ahsan never takes it seriously.”

“One of those years, we engaged a lot of activities together. The intensity of our meeting is increasing.”

“Until one day, there are student activities off campus. Ahsan was injured for helping one of the students who got lost while cruising. I who happened to be in the picket at that time, hunting for the arrival of Kak Ahsan who was carried by two friends into the platoon tent that was used as the headquarters of the committee.”

“Together with other friends I helped Ahsan clean his wounds, gave him medicine and covered him with bandages.”

“It's over, Brother Ahsan asked friends out and we stayed together. Honestly I was nervous, why suddenly Brother Ahsan told them to come out.”

“I felt bad that I was about to get out of the tent, but Brother Ahsan forbade me, he asked for a moment to talk seriously with me”.

“And that's when, Brother Ahsan revealed his heart. Want to make me his girlfriend.”

“Short story, I rejected it subtly. I know myself enough not to dare to reciprocate Kak Ahsan's feelings, is not knowing yourself is one way to avoid heartache?.hhe.” Shanum paused his story.

“At that time I heard that Brother Ahsan had a lover, even though I had never seen him directly with his lover. And I don't know who her boyfriend is either.”

“He said the prima donna of the campus that was doing a student exchange abroad, so they are LDRan that, but I never want to know.”

“I also wonder why suddenly Brother Ahsan shot me, but I am not brave enough to ask the reason, and I think it is also not important to ask about the truth of the story I heard about him.”

“I just said to Kak Ahsan, if at that time pursuing ideals is more important to me than keeping people's soulmates.haha..:” Shanum ended the story.

Liani mangosteen understands. He knows his best friend is very careful in his attitude, his logic always dominates, especially when it comes to matters concerning the heart and others.

“ Already ah, already want maghrib, sometime we continue the story.”

Shanum stood up and led Liani to the door to get out of his official house and prepare for the Hall.

“OK, okay, I understand now. But your story is not finished. Beware if you pretend to forget”, joked Liani before leaving Shanum official house.

“Iya, yes....”, said Shanum.

The long-awaited time has come.

The show starts in thirty minutes.

Shanum and Liani were already preparing in the ranks of the organizers, preparing to receive a briefing before heading to their respective positions.

Ahsan looks handsome with a black suit, a mocca shirt that matches the costume of the female committee. Marun tie became the sweetener of his appearance tonight.

He stood gallantly in front of the committee, ready to give a final briefing to the entire committee crew, making sure there was no shortage of anything to support the success of the event tonight.

“See, Num. Her guidance poolll..much loss if you refuse her again.”, Liani whispered closer to Shanum's ear, pointing with her chin towards Ahsan standing.

“Shuuttt....ghuddul bashar, Li!” shanum's jolt reminded Liani.

Liani just poked her lips, annoyed with the attitude of her best friend. Inexhaustible still not interested in the charm of Ahsan that radiates outside inside.

The briefing is complete, ending with do’a together for the smooth running of tonight's event.

Shanum walked to the place where he had to stand bye. Duck down, reopen the paper rundown event that is ready to be held tonight.

Back his eyes warmed up, when reading the list of performers in the information column.

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The same name that had been enthroned in his memory, was still neatly imprinted in the recesses of his heart.

Shanum repeatedly drew and breathed out, relieving his nervousness and gloom.

“Is this you?”, Shanum muttered, but it still sounded in the ears of the person walking closer and closer towards him.

“Yes, it's me”, replied the man.

Shanum flinched, reflexively he turned to see who the person who answered his mutter.

“Pa...k Ahsan”, Shanum said staggered.

Surprised to see the sudden presence of Ahsan already in front of him.

“Kakak Shanum, Sister....!!” errat Ahsan was full of emphasis.

Shanum only grinned in response to the annoyance of Ahsan who was always angry when the two were called Father.

“What is it that Brother Ahsan is here?”, Shanum asked full of questions. All the readiness of his team has been delivered during the briefing.

“Should I answer ya?”, asked Ahsan back.

“Yaa...I mean I, there is a need for what Kak Ahsan came here, all the readiness of the event team I have conveyed during the briefing. Is there anything less?’’

“Iya there is less”, replied Ahsan quickly.

Shanum looked back at his notes, checking everything related to his duties tonight.

Before Shanum refuted, Ahsan first continued his words.

“What is lacking is that you have not greeted me and...”, Ahsan paused.

Shanum looked up at Ahsan, Ahsan quickly aimed his phone camera at the two of them.

And.cekrek..

“We haven't taken a selfie yet, Num.” Ahsan continued.

“For a long time we did not have photos together during the activity, mumpung our costumes are the same, it is cool to see which is again the event fiancee, otewe wed...hee..”, Ahsan explained at length.

Shanum just rolled his eyes lazily, again Ahsan stole the opportunity to take a picture with him.

Shanum used to be the least like to take pictures if only alone or both with the opposite sex.

His photo collection is mostly shared photos, the only photo he has is a photo that he keeps in his wallet just in case it is suddenly needed.

Ahsan passed quickly, before Shanum nagged because of his behavior.

He half ran while chuckling, pointing his index finger and middle finger towards Shanum.

“Peace, Num. Sorry maksa, I need a moodbooster for tonight”, he shouted.

Shanum could only stomp his feet, brandishing a fist towards Ahsan. Annoyed by the behavior of his senior who never changed from the first.

Ahsan grew increasingly laughable at Shanum's behavior, greatly comforting him.

For a moment Shanum forgot his fear of thinking that name.

Unconsciously he smiled, remembering Ahsan's behavior from the past could always turn his sadness into jokes and laughter.

A flashback to being with Ahsan when college approached him.

Since expressing his heart, Ahsan's attention has become more noticeable to Shanum, but he has clearly rejected it.

Sometimes Shanum felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable with Ahsan's treatment.

Ahsan often sent him breakfast or dinner to the dormitory where Shanum lived.

It seems he knew that Shanum fasted more often than as a sunnah to save the cost of eating at that time.

Ahsan had also paid the cost of lecturing activities that were not covered by scholarships without Shanum's knowledge.

And Shanum found out after urging the campus administration to tell him who paid all his tuition fees.

Upon learning that Ahsan was, Shanum felt angry that he came to Ahsan and asked not to do it again.

Shanum gave up all his savings to replace Ahsan's money.

But Ahsan rejected him calmly. He said consider it a gift from a brother to his sister.

Shanum could not accept Ahsan's reason and still showed anger in silence. Ahsan knew Shanum's dissatisfaction with the answer.

Shanum is a person who never wants to show his difficulties to others, he covers his fragility by always appearing cheerful and confident.

Not that he meant to be arrogant, but Shanum was sure long before the problem came, God had prepared a way out. And not by complaining or sharing grief with others.

Because basically the one who will be responsible for his happiness and sadness is himself. Quitting human expectations is the best way.

At that moment Ahsan said with his voice,

“Thank you I donated, you are a scholarship recipient. So consider it also part of the scholarship you receive. You don't Ge Er, I'm helping you because you're willing to accept help, not because I ever expressed my love for you. If there are other students who need me will also help as I can”, said Ahsan.

Shanum shook his head to hear what Ahsan said until his voice was only able to speak,

“Some people are lucky to be born from a material enough family. Others are also lucky to be given a strong shoulder and a stoic heart to work on your own.”

“And I was part of some of those others. Thank you Brother Ahsan, only God can repay your kindness.”

Since then Shanum has kept his distance from Ahsan. He always dodges beautifully when circumstances bring them together. I don't want to be ungrateful.

But that did not make Ahsan give up, the distance was unable to erode the love and affection that had already grown in his heart for Shanum.

Again Ahsan helped Shanum secretly, so that Shanum could finish his S1 lecture on time.

When he returned to Bogor, Shanum no longer thought about Ahsan. Until he receives Arya Shakti's proposal, and is ready to become his master.

Without Shanum knowing, if at that time Ahsan also knew everything. Ahsan never once missed the news about Shanum.

Ahsan prefers to love, and letting our loved ones be happy with others is the highest level of loving itself.

Ahsan prefers to make peace with herself. Berdo’a enjoy real life.

Although honestly, Ahsan really wanted to tell Shanum,

“Self it's quiet, but with you much happier.”

Shanum's heart warmed as he recalled all those memories. It flashed through his mind to try to give Ahsan a chance to fight for her love.

Ahsan who never tired ask for a little space in Shanum's heart for him to inhabit.

Recalling his best friend's words, lest he regret his loss, Shanum opened his heart when Ahsan was tired and chose to give up.

He also remembered the message conveyed by his mother through a WA chat a few days ago, if there was a young man who wanted to propose to his sister.

Shanum shuddered, concern began to pummel his heart. He doesn't know how to go about his next days.

Should he give up now?

Shanum realized, the waiting of his love that is uncertain until now is still only limited to despair.

Should the defense collapse?

and slowly trying to divert the heart, trying to give another figure a chance to fill his heart?

Hope it will erode his old love.

“Muhammad Ahsanu Amala, thank you for staying even though I used to piss you off. Thank you always there, even though I'm not good at creating laughter for you.” Lirih Shanum's.