Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

A regret

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Instead of continuing the journey in the middle of the night, Yasir chose to rest the group of volunteers he led while waiting for the morning to arrive.

Opening a built-in tent and setting it on the shoulder of the road, Yasir built a mini-mushola for his members to perform the morning prayers there. Alternately they do the obligation, but Jena just look at the activities they do.

"You're coming by the moon?", asked Syawila.

Jena shook her head"No".

"Lantas, why don't you perform the dawn prayer as well?", how innocent that girl asked while exploring Jena's appearance she had just noticed. Only Jena wasn't wearing a veil like them.

"I___", Jena's words choked.

"Here you go, do not make him uncomfortable", Zafirah was present among them. With a white face still attached to his body.

"I know prayer is mandatory" Jena said slowly.

"Lantas???", again when he pointed at Jena.

The long-spirited woman sighed"Well, maybe because it was far from God, my life became a mess".

Zafirah pinched Syawila's arm, making the little girl grimace in pain"I don't know you very well yet, but, if you're in big trouble come to God, you'll find help".

"Your words remind me of someone. He introduced me to the Surah of Ar-rahman, I often listen to the surah to find peace", Jena a little travel to the past, Jena, remember Agam the rancid boy who set the murotal of the holy verses of the Qur'an when they were caught in the rain.

"Surah Ar-rahman", Zafirah's gaze was glaring"Surah who reminded me of someone, his voice was very beautiful when chanting the surah".

"Is he a man??", here, Jena feels free of expression, somehow the burden on the chest feels disappeared since joining this volunteer group.

When smiling mischievously"Of course men".

"Crazy!!, don't brag", Zafirah's successful jolt silenced Syawila's mouth.

"Hei___", Jena.

Zafirah shook his head"Don't be fooled, Syapala is a braggart. I don't know how many responsible the answers to the words he utters will be before God".

"Zafirah~~~~, I'm just kidding", whine Shaywhen wiggling his partner's arm.

Jena laughed"You're like a child whining to her brother".

Zafirah nodded his head"Rubber, Shapala is like a child".

"Hey, you guys are making fun of me" he whined again.

Jena laughed again, and so did Zafirah. As the three women chatted, Yasir asked the volunteers to get ready immediately. The pickup that will take them to the port will arrive soon, not just 1, but 5 pickups will leave together that morning as well.

"Sir Naira, be careful on the road", the driver was warning Jena like a grandfather who was about to release his favorite grandson.

"Don't act recklessly, floods are very vulnerable to electricity, if you fall into the water immediately yell for your friends to know. Take care of your health, son, you go to help people, but you also have to be good at helping yourself", that look is so gentle. Makes Jena think back to the figure of her beloved grandfather. Instantly, a creek formed on both cheeks, without hesitation Jena cried in front of the old driver's pack.

Zafirah and Syapala were confused, they knew this was the first meeting of Jena and the driver, the overflowing emotions were beyond belief. Jena cried until her shoulders shook. Zafirah pulled the woman's body into a hug, while Syabila rubbed her shoulders gently.

"It looks like you did come with a burden on Naira's heart" Zafirah said.

"True nak Zafirah", said the driver.

"You can share your burden with me if you want" Zafirah continued.

"Also with me", Shaylah pointed her finger up, like a 1st grade elementary boy who raised a finger when the teacher called her name.

Jena as she pleased, her tears soaked the veil that Zafirah was wearing.

"Thank you for your concern, I'll tell you when I'm ready".

Swiping softly on Jena's shoulder"Hem, we will always wait when you share the story", Zafirah is really a figure that makes Jena feel comfortable when with him.

"Call me grandfather Ahem", a laugh that was so similar to the laughter of his late grandfather, Jena back to full and back to shed tears.

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Gibran walked back and forth on the counter, making Angga become dizzy seven circumference because he followed Gibran's steps with the glare of his eyes.

"You're cosplaying to be an iron?", asked Angga.

"No", Gibran said briefly.

"Stop walking Pacing, you're making my head throb".

Reluctant to stop "Just ignore me, you can't do that".

"You're like you're dancing in front of me, with a big tall body like yours how can I take my eyes off", Angga protested, sure enough, not just Angga. Other traders at the mall also noticed the behavior of a Gibran.

"I was waiting for news from Jena's sister" he finally said.

Instantly Angga pulled Gibran to sit down together"Where did Jena go?".

"I kicked him out".

"Plak!!, how dare you Gibran. You really have the heart to drive away the brother of Jena", the palm of Angga floated beautifully to Gibran's forehead.

Grimacing while cursing"Ash!!! goddamnit!!! you know how much this handsome face of mine means".

"You fuck, tell me why you can kick Jena's sister, huh!", Angga's inflamed. Although grumpy, Angga really did not get to the heart if Jena was treated like that.

Gibran pulled Angga, locked his head with his burly hands"You think I did that for no reason!!! I'm not crazy Angga!!!".

"Aw!!! lelanssss!!", Angga struck Gibran's arm many times, his breathing snarling as he had escaped Gibran's lockdown.

The noise of the two of them subsided when Agam came.

"You guys are practicing judo? just do it somewhere else, I don't want this counter to be ruined because of you" the man shook himself on the couch, fluttered his shirt because of the heat.

"Where have you been?? many times I've called your salary, you didn't take my calls" Gibran said.

"You will be surprised to learn this latest news", Angga said, checking his neck, afraid of being injured after being in a tight pitcher of Gibran's muscular arm.

"I accompanied my mother to the market at dawn prayer session, when she arrived at home I helped her unpack the groceries. Exercise half an hour and then do something else. I left the flat object in the room while on the move", Agam explained in detail.

"You talk too much" Angga said.

"Kak___",

"He drove out Jena's brother", Angga's sambar interrupted Gibran's words.

Glam looked at Gibran sharply"Why did you do that???".

"Calm down, I'm not doing it for no reason".

"She__".

"Be quiet Angga", Gibran jolted, then he continued his words. Gibran told me at length, about Adila's anger, about Rio's unyielding, about Ane who was eaten by Tian's persuasion, to about why he kicked Jena out.

"And now you can't contact Jena??", asked the weak Agam.

Gibran nodded resignedly, really, he threw out Jena for his good.

To be continued....

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