I Found Love At the End of the Dusk

Prologues

My name is Dusk, I do not have a long name, my parents gave that name is not without reason, I was born in the afternoon along with the emergence of the twilight, beautiful indeed, beautiful indeed, but the beauty of the twilight can not continue to be enjoyed because the twilight comes only a glimpse, just like he who came to go.

A bright morning full of new vigor, especially for me who is currently excited to look for luck, with a black and white shirt that was just ironed by my mother last night that is now attached to my body.

"Morning, Mother," my voice echoed in the dining room, although my house was not as big as the home of the conglomerates, but my house had a room that was complete and quite beautiful, in my opinion.

"Daughter yells like that, not pantes, don't repeat it!" said Mother who is now preparing a meal for me, Mother does have a spicy tone of voice when I do things that are not good, but I never mind, anyway she did also for my good.

"Sorry mom, I'm so excited right now, because that's why my voice blared like lightning when the storm came," I said as I walked closer to Mother who was still busy taking rice and side dishes that she cooked especially for me.

Sulastri is my mother's name, a colossus indeed, but I don't care, all I know is, my mother is a warrior woman, and I want to be like her, I'm her only child, I'm her only child, My father had already gone before the divine, which is why I called my mother a warrior woman, if I talk about the kindness of my parents to me, then there will never be an end, even a full day I will never finish telling you everything.

My mother is old enough, that's why she's not as productive as she used to be, but even so she never gave up hope, she's looking for a job she can do, even as a laundry worker, even if only as a laundry worker, Mother is still eager to do it.

"You're so neat this morning, where are you going?" mother asked while looking at me who was already dressed very neatly.

"Did Mom forget? didn't I tell you last night that today I'm applying for a job?" greet me while devouring rice and side dishes that Mother has prepared, despite eating with side dishes and tofu, but I am still grateful to be able to eat today.

"Astaghfirullah, I forgot," said the mother who now also ate with me.

"Where would you like to apply for a job?" Mother asked back.

"Come away, I'm still trying to find a factory or restaurant that opens a job," I replied with a listless expression.

"Well, how come you're lethargic like that? you must remain Spirit, remember that everyone's destiny was written before he was born, so keep the spirit and never give up! " Mom always prayed that I would continue to fight without knowing the word surrender.

"Okay, mother," I said with a fluffy smile, there was nothing more I could give to my mother right now than a smile that I wished could make her feel much better or calmer.

What a beautiful morning to me, when I could see my mother smiling it meant that my world was still fine.

"Mom, I'll go first. Don't forget to pray for me so that I can get a better job in accordance with my expectations," I can only ask for prayers from Mother there is nothing else I can do besides that.

"My prayers are always with you, son, remember don't give up and just keep trying!" My mother never tired of always encouraging me who sometimes give up because of circumstances.

"Mother take it easy, I will always remember mother's message and I will never forget to keep trying as hard as any challenge I will pass," I said with the hope that my mother could feel calm and not think about me anymore.

"Be careful!" mother's message.

A word that I never forgot, always came out of my mother's lips.

I stepped lightly with a spirit that flared back with a million hopes, I stepped through every house and figures that were on the side of the road, he said, I walked up to every security guard I saw outside the factory and didn't stop, I asked if there was a need for employees or not, although my steps have been far away and my spirit is more self-sacrificing but still I did not find a job vacancy until I finally gave up, I chose to sit under a tree staring at the street and looking around there were so many people passing by right now, but I kept thinking about why I couldn't find a job.

'Shelf!!!'

The sound of the impact was so loud it shocked me that my head was staring at the sky with a heart of a million hopes that might never be achieved.

"What's the matter?" my many.

Without thinking much I stood up and ran closer towards the highway where there were already many people crowding there.

"What's this about? " I asked as I continued to try to barge in through the crowd of people who had gathered there.

"That's Ma'am, there are grandmothers who cross the street not looking around and get hit by a motorcycle," explained a middle-aged man who was first in the scene of the crime.

"Astagfirullah pity that grandmother," I said that I could not bear to see a grandmother lying helpless in the middle of the road.

I who never have the heart to see others in distress can no longer resist helping or pretending not to know, with a quick step I immediately approached the grandmother who knew who because I had also just seen her here.

"Grandmother's awake! " i said as I put my grandmother's head in front of me right on the thigh and patted her cheek slowly hoping that she could still open her eyes.

What I was hoping for was really happening, slowly but surely the granny who was in my arms her head slowly opened her eyes and smiled towards me.

"Please call my grandson!" pinta the grandmother with trembling hands, The grandmother was seen trying hard to reach out a mobile phone that I believe must have a grandchild number that she meant.

"Is Grandma's granddaughter's number here?" my question while showing Grandma's phone that still looks dark because it has not been turned on.

"Yes, inside the phone was just my grandson's name, no other contact than that," replied the grandmother with a smile that was fluffy despite looking weak but the grandmother could still smile and try to speak fluently even though her voice sounded so weak.

I feel sorry for not

again asking, I immediately moved my hand nimbly on the flat object I was holding.

"Is this your granddaughter's number, grandma?" my question Seraya showed a cellphone screen that was still lit in front of the grandmother who looked increasingly weak.

"Yes, kid? "With a soft tone that seems weak.

Tut .. tut ... Tut ....

The sound of a connected tone sounded so loud in my ear, but still no one said it, until the last ringtone sounded the voice of a man speaking resolutely and authoritatively, for a moment I heard his voice, he sounded like someone with authority and power but I could not bear to see Grandma who was lying weak in the middle of the road trying to eliminate all the bad thoughts that came to my mind.

"Assalamualaikum, sorry if this is the number~" I was unable to continue my words when I realized that at this time I do not know the name of the number I just pressed.