Renjana Dusk Kala

THE LAST: The Sun in the Eastern Sky (2)

(continued from before)

They don't even talk to each other. Because someone first contacted the Tama service mobile phone and reported if the resort office was pelted b om mo lo tov. The first te ror case that Tama faced after serving as the new resort chief. In addition to the similar te ror that targeted police officers in the past month.

“Be careful, Mas,” he said raucously when releasing Tama's departure in the living room.

Tama hugged him at a glance as she said, “There is Martino standing guard in front. The kids in the dorm are on standby. You guys are safe and I try to get home safely.”

That was the last time Tama grabbed him. He no longer even saw the husband smile, let alone throw a laugh that provoked laughter warm the atmosphere as often done. Tama only showed warm attitude to one Sasa, the rest was silent, serious, stiff, tense. Even after the executor of pe nem bakan successfully caught. And Tama knows the main motive is to target him as the new resort head so as not to go too far in uncovering corruption cases that drag the names of a number of local government officials.

Tama seemed to be attracted to another world she had never known. Their relationship is no longer warm. Communication is intertwined soberly, as necessary, as if only to abort the obligation because it remains one roof.

Tama's entire life was too full of tasks and jobs, besides these two things had no place let alone opportunity. But he also has difficulty accompanying children to adjust. Accompanying Icad who is preparing for the national exam. In a less pleasant atmosphere.

Especially after Tama was assigned to the operation of the Madyasta Raya. Mili ter joint operation of TNI Polri to hunt down the East Indonesian rebel Pem network that is still hiding in the Poso mountain forest. The attitude of the husband is getting cold, foreign, as if impossible to achieve.

Often come home in a state of worsening emotions, clothes filled with the smell of cigarette smoke, having difficulty sleeping, always being tense, and having a new hobby of scolding innocent people.

It is at this point that he, as a companion of life feels, the heap of Tama's emotional side becomes uncontrollable until the owner does not even realize how the repressed emotions are even more dangerous. And the death of two members of the task force Madyasta Raya in a bak battle with the rebels sharpened Tama's rigid attitude. The husband is like a body without a soul. Empty, fragile, and untouched.

He tried to reach Tama, but the result was not as expected.

“There is a former da rah?” said Tama worried after a long time did not fulfill the obligation. He had tried hard to throw away all the shame by approaching first. Convince Tama if the man still has a place to dock from the hustle and bustle of the world and its contents.

He shakes not understanding. “This is not his schedule.” He really does not understand why there can be no da red when he does not feel pain or the like. Tama treated her gently, sweetly, and hotly as she had already. “New holy week, has your period menstruated again?” He asked again, increasingly confused.

“Tomorrow check to the hospital,” said Tama while then without looking at him. “Do not argue and reason. I'm on a lot of business. You should be able to take care of yourself and the kids.”

He, for some reason, wanted to cry to hear a row of stiff and piercing sentences that had just been thrown. He doesn't want to blame anyone, especially the situation. But Tama's cold attitude that increases no doubt leaves a scratch.

“I can not confirm the cause of the mother bleeding after intercourse,” explained the female doctor who examined her in the hospital. “Inner inspection results, good. There's nothing to worry about. But your blood pressure's pretty high, 170/110. And there is a history of using non hormonal contraceptives for the first time.”

“Now, I give drugs to lower blood pressure,” continued the doctor. “If there is no change, there is still bleeding, possibly due to incompatibility of contra sepsis tools. Options are simply removed then replace with another type of sepsi counter.”

He then realized, no one can know, whose heart grieves more than others when facing loss. No one can understand whose mind is more hurt than others when evil strikes. No one can understand whose feelings are more broken than others when going through difficult times.

He and Tama were both injured. The series of successive incidents ranging from abductions, the death of their first son, accusations of receiving gratification, being removed from office, being moved off the island, the shooting of a service home, and military operations with life stakes. All this sadness is too long and complicated. You may already feel tired. He was almost out of hope. But does he have to give up? At this point? After everything they've been through together?

A glimmer of hope was present in the sixth month when the operation of the Madyasta Raya succeeded in disabling one of the three leaders of the rebels and arresting twelve of his followers. The success of the Task Force running the operation resulted in a letter of assignment transfer for Tama. This time to a place that corresponds to the rank mark of the great commissioner of police, became the resort head of the city of Palu.

But the atmosphere of safe, comfortable, and the beauty of the city of Palu did not manage to touch the heart of Tama. The emotional state of the husband is getting worse. Tama still has trouble sleeping, smoking all the time, cold, indifferent. Even after the presence of Niar and mamak who visited their official house in the city of Palu. Tama is increasingly immersed in her own world. An unknown and unachievable world.

He had no answer when Niar's mother hugged him when he wanted to go home to Jakarta. “Tama why? You guys got a problem? It's like a duplicate of Setyo. From stature, nature, attitude, they have a lot in common.” Miss Niar sighed. “Before returning from duty in Aceh the attitude of mas Setyo was also so, similar to Tama earlier. Try persuading Tama to meet the expert yes, Pocut.”

Persuading Tama? Talking to each other almost never. Tama's attitude during Poso and Palu was limited to aborting the obligation as a husband and father, without ever really talking to each other, as before, before, the good times that are now memories.

In the end, he could only make the best of his guess. Serving husbands, accompanying children, doing activities as officers' wives, taking orders for pastries and chicken catches to fill free time. He tried to shift the disappointment towards Tama's attitude so as not to harm the sacred bond between them.

Seven months passed without significant change, Tama was re-assigned to the Maluku Regional Police. The position of Director of General Criminal Investigation is back. But Tama did not show a change in attitude. Even on a weekend, when he had just returned from social service with Kemala's mothers, he found Tama in the back room. Tama did not scream or yell, but ordered Icad to finish off a pack of cigarettes at a time leaving him stunned.

He stood staring at the kitchen door, Sasa sat quietly in the corner of the back room while sobbing, maybe not bear to see his beloved brother scolded in such a way by the father. While Icad looks down trying to ignite a cigarette.

“You are already in High School, but smoking is not Papa's teaching.”

“Abang did not smoke Papa,” protest Umay who escaped his sight. The second son was standing behind a flower pot while challenging Tama's anger. “The cigarette doesn't have a Brother.”

“Papa believe in what looks, May,” replied Tama flat. “The cigarette fell from Brother's bag, still dare to deny?”

“Yes, but that cigarette doesn't have a brother!” exclaim Umay defended his opinion.

“Now dare to lie?” Tama's voice is rising.

“I'm not lying!” This time, Umay almost shouted.

“Udah! Udah!” screeched Sasa while crying while lashing his thighs with both palms. “Don't on marahan! I don't like this fight!”

While Icad who was smoking a cigarette coughed, he had to run to the bathroom and vomit there.

“Abang bring a cigarette to be given to the palmist! You don't want to fight, so give me a cigarette! Never smoked!”

He could hear Umay's gasping for breath after revealing a secret. Tama just fell silent. While Sasa's sobbing and the sound of vomiting Icad to cover the atmosphere of a gray afternoon.

At night, Tama approaches him apologizing. “I'm too hard same kids.”

He quite understands Tama's position as the head of the family. The obligation to educate children is definitely not a playful task because later it will be held accountable. But the emotions Tama showed the children were already beyond the limits of reasonableness. Is this the right time to persuade Tama to go to see the experts as suggested by Niar's mother?

“Actually what does Mas feel?” He looked at the grim face of his husband. “Why not talk to me about it? Last year was not an easy time for me and the kids. Move to a new place, a new atmosphere, but why do I feel .. Mas let us face everything ourselves? If any of my attitudes are disappointing, please let me know. If there is inappropriate behavior of children, please rebuke me. If your duties and responsibilities are hard out there, I'm ready to listen. Maybe it can't help. But since we moved to Poso Mas seola__”

Tama quickly grabbed him into the clench and he could feel, the pair of sturdy arms that surrounded him shook.

***

Dara recommends Tama to visit her senior acquaintance, a wife of a middle-ranking TNI AD officer who opened a psychology clinic in the city of Ambon. She always takes her in for counseling sessions. And from the filling out of questionnaires and conversations at the counseling table, he was finally able to understand the change in the attitude of the husband over the past year.

The disaster in Jakarta, a threatened career, separation with Reka, incident pe nem bakan, home service pengemangan, found two members of the Task Force ter tem bak in plain sight, drowning Tama in the most disturbing darkness.

And the efforts made slowly began to bring Tama back. Although not entirely the same as before. But there is always hope. Someday, the man will return to full Tama.

Like this morning this weekend. The sound of laughter Sasa, Umay, and the murmur of Icad crowded coloring the middle room. The video call they made with uti, the trio Arka Yasa Lana and Aran in Jakarta, and Reka in Halmstad sounded very pleasant.

“Mas Design! Mas Design! What time is it?” Sasa was still the most cheriwis. 

“Jam four morning.”

“Here again summer, four o'clock in the morning already brightly lit.”

“If four o'clock is noon, what time is the dawn prayer, Mas?” Sasa again dominated the conversation. With the background of the voice of Aran and Lana who were chatting by themselves.

“Err, what time, yes?” The designer asked back.

“Ih, time forgot?” sasa protests.

He smiled in response to the commotion in the middle room. Put a tray containing a glass of ginger drink and a plate of warm walnut bread to the living room table. Then sit next to Tama who is reading a new book sent from Sada.

“Aduh, this drink again?” moaning Tama while pulling the glasses over the forehead and keeping the book on the table. “Nothing else what?”

He returned with a smile, not responding to the husband's complaints. The sounds of babbling and laughter of children are still heard decorating the middle room. A gentle breeze blew in at nine in the morning as the eastern part rustled slowly whispering the leaves. His vision was then pounded on a thousand colorful paper cranes hovering above the living room window. Decorate the sunlight from the eastern sky that moves as fast as possible.

He still smiled as he turned to the side, where Tama was continuing to read a book while eating warm walnut bread. While on the table, the glass containing ginger drinks has been reduced by half. He then rests his head on the shoulder of the field. Feel the tranquility. Breathe the freshness of the sun in the soothing eastern sky.

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Remarks :

Madyasta: in the middle (sanskrit)

Spaced words, for example: ter tem bak, da rah, pem be ron not etc., deliberately written like that in order to pass the review. This chapter repeatedly failed to review because there are words that by the system detected contain keke rasan and all litas 🥶🤧

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Finally, thank you we are at the end of the story Renjana Dusk Kala 🥰.

Completely promised to end RSK as a gift for dear readers for the achievement of BP 🥰🙏.

Loose yes, dear readers & ️.

At the same time do not be bored to say a big thank you for the best support that has been given. Renjana Dusk Kala will not end without the support and prejudices of dear readers all.

And especially for dear readers everywhere, who have been saving points for 9 months for the RSK, who gave all the votes to the RSK, who gave the coffers points for the RSK tips, he said, who bombed with points until RSK was back in the top ten rank, thank you infinitely.

There is no recompense for good other than goodness itself.

Lastly, I will answer some questions ☺.

1.     Tanya (T): RSK ending is not clear as forced, RSK sacrificed for BSK.

Answer (J): Certainly not, dear reader. No story is sacrificed, no ending is forced. The end of the RSK story is clear, the real mastermind of the Reka-Sasa kidnapping is also written though vague.

This assumption is an important note for me to improve writing techniques implied that the meaning is easy to understand.

2.     Q: BSK stands for what? Where will it show? What is the continuation of RSK?

A: The extension of BSK can be known at release. The BSK's place of publication does not yet know where. BSK is not a continuation of the RSK, there is no Pocutama & children in it, the connection of the RSK with the BSK is only a case that afflicts Tama. The rest, all new including figures.

3.     Q: When is BSK release?

A: After I finish BP and SY, as long as the two titles have not been completed, BSK will not release.

As an illustration, the two title deadlines in June and July, so if the release of BSK still have to wait long enough.

And I will just release BSK after the story is written. The RSK teaches many things. Incredibly expensive science.

4.     Q: SY airs on which platform?

A: SY does not run on any platform. And SY in the yellow field is no longer readable because it is erased by the system so long it does not update.

5.     Q: Is Sephinasera still in NT?

A: God willing still, but do not know when will release a new story. Formula : don't wait ☺.

6.     Q: When will RSK get on print?

A: I don't know, dear reader. The decision to go up print was entirely in the hands of NT. So, if you want RSK printed, can convey his aspirations to NT.

7.     Lastly :

During merewrite BP and SY, chances are ... maybe not this promise ... will release new work on the KK platform in the form of :

(1) Free short story

Why free but not in NT? Because the terms should be posted there ☺.

(2) A kind of novela (maximum 10 chapters, light theme) paid.

As catharsis if it starts to saturate the world of BP and SY. The full information will be shared on Instagram Sephinasera and Sahabat Sephinasera.

Once again thank you very much for all the great kindness, apologize for all the shortcomings and mistakes, see you at another best opportunity.

 

Love & , ''Love, ''' A. ''round,

Sephinasera.