Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

Seek

...*Are you sad??...

...No!...

...Are you disappointed??...

...No!...

...Then, why are you silent??...

...I'm just surviving the destruction*...

...🥀🥀🥀🥀...

"I did not expect, the action affected the loss of Kak Jena", a pair of boba eyes were fighting, a pair of sad eyes immediately turned away when the other person spoke in a weakened tone.

"I told him to tell me" Gibran continued. Dealing with Agam, Gibran was cornered and deeply felt guilty. Actually, Gibran is the younger brother of Jena, the person who is most entitled to be angry if something bad happens to the kaka. However, knowing how great Agam's love and affection for Jena, the strong guts that Gibran had immediately shrunk, despite the plot, he really believed in the power of love.

That eye-glazed figure was simply silent, looking at the roaring ocean with unrest.

Touching his best friend's shoulder"Gam, Jena's sister will definitely give you news, I'm also worried, even very worried."

"It's been almost a week" said Agam.

It was not only Agam, Arkan who knew the beginning of Jena's departure, who also poured resentment on Gibran.

"I suspect you're actually in cahoots with mom. Given mom's ambition, you guys might have to forcibly marry somewhere else."

Arkan's words were piercing in Gibran's heart, but whatever the force, losing contact with the older brother made him appear to be the perpetrator of Jena's expulsion. Even Arkan alleges that losing contact is just an excuse, the more the exposure becomes when Abian interrogates his youngest child.

"If you really helped her, where is Jena now?."

Weak helpless, Gibran was only able to shake his head.

"You.".", Abian's words choked. It was clear that the middle-aged man was holding back anger, only for a moment realizing the affection for his daughter, the youngest son actually built a distance between them, even making his daughter disappear somewhere.

Lamenting his fate, Gibran felt ashamed to meet Agam. Make him spend more time at the beach house than to the mobile phone counter.

"I don't think this is Gibran's fault. You know, Gibran really loves Jena."

Just be silent.

"Are you angry?", asked Angga.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Against Gibran?", asked Angga again.

"No!."

"Lantas, why didn't you call her? at least you can get her to come here instead."

Agam replied lazily"You'll just."

"It would be better if you called him, Gibran was punishing himself by being alone on the beach. You're not worried she's gonna disappear like Jena's sister?."

Sighing, the weight on the chest felt heavy. This incident is not Gibran's fault, as ali bin Abi Talib said what is your destiny will find a way to meet you. It's just, sincere is really heavy. Not yet get Jena, now he must swallow the bitter pill to lose the woman as well. The anger was clearly there, not Gibran, Agam was more angry with himself.

"I should have come to see you when you ignored my message", murmured inwardly Agam, regrettably it was so stifling to the chest.

Grabbing a jacket and putting it on immediately, Angga thought Agam would soon meet Gibran at the beach house"Then he came, I'm sure he must be very lonely."

"You're going to visit Gibran, aren't you??."

Two of Agam's eyebrows are made to collide"No, I'll take you to study."

Angga rubbed his face, not expecting stubbornness was also in Agam who was notoriously gentle.

In the other hemisphere.

Puddles still persist, neither descending nor rising. Houses flooded residents still can not be resettled, tent post occupied by Jena and friends are among the tents displaced flood victims.

Sitting on a fallen tree by the river, Jena looked at the sky that was about to turn orange. A pair of brown eyes looked over with a bright mind, where to go if this disaster was over. Back to the beach house? ah!!! quickly the thought was on edge as far as possible.

"Naira!!!", exclaimed Syabila while waving from a distance. A small run, in an instant Syabila had been near Jena.

Replying to the wave, Jena hid a smile, a smile that was even very rarely engraved when living close to family.

"What are you doing??, it's late. It's not good to daydream, you can get stuck!," cerocos Syapala with a clashing breath.

"I'm not daydreaming" Jena.

When rounding eyes"Really! but you just turned to me on the third call."

"I'm just testing you", come back, Jena.

"Testing how?", she innocently asked. The girl with the big veil sat with Jena on a fallen tree. Make a wobbly place they perch and....

"Bruk up!!!____Byurr!!!!".

"Yahoo, Nairaaa!!!."

"Billllla."

Two women fell into the water. Refugees who saw the incident helped. Some shouted for help.

Yasir swiftly jumped into the river, followed by two other refugees.

Coughing Jena who had been swallowed by the overflowing river water felt nauseous. If it was not far from him, holding a floating tree trunk while shouting, the girl's voice boomed at the end of the twilight, it was unexpected that the little Syapala was able to make a deafening sound.

"Hold Naira" cried Zafirah by the river.

With his swimming ability, Jena was very lucky because the river was not flowing fast.

...🌸🌸🌸🌸...

Restless and troubled is also stopping at the heart of a Rio, losing Jena makes his mind deadlocked. The man's performance immediately declined, the script that should have been submitted a few days ago did not end. The editor-in-chief began to ask him to hand over the script immediately, but the man was completely lost on the idea of continuing his work.

Putting himself on the most comfortable throne, Rio again pressed the mobile number of the woman who is very meaningful in his life. Again, the man swallowed disappointment, the news about Jena never got.

"Jena, where are you???" he said looking blankly at the ceiling of the room.

A moment of silence, Rio again pressed the number despite the small hope"Yes God! where is my Gen???!", his screeches immersed themselves behind pillows.

Rio changed position, the man went on his stomach hugging a pillow and playing his phone. Surfing his fingers on the youtube page, the man's eye beads squeaked, trending natural disaster news topics featuring video flashes of Zafirah and friends who were handing out basic groceries. Looks like a figure who looks like Jena also shared a basic meal with the volunteers, only....

"What is Jena??" Rio asked himself. The man even watched the video until it was over, unfortunately the footage on the video that highlights women like Jena is only a few seconds and the position is less clear.

To be continued...

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