
Dusk greeted again, yellowish bias in the west stand in line the sun back his complaint.
Shanum has traveled for more than 7 hours, but he has not reached the destination.
Shanum did not have the heart to see his future priest, although there was absolutely no tired murat on Evan's face, but Shanum still worried about him.
the sky with the golden yellow bias is now beginning to fade, Adhan Maghrib reverberated calling every servant of faith.
Evan pulled his car over at a nearby mosque. "We're the wife first."
Shanum just nodded his head in agreement.
The voice of the iqomah of the muezzin has ended, marked the congregational prayer will begin soon, Shanum is ready to be in the shaf of prayer, clinging to other Muslim women.
There is no distance between them, no difference from the throne of the world, those who march neatly in the shaf are all the same.
Only the lowly creatures hope to always get the blessing of life from the High One.
The sound of greetings from the priest offering prayers has ended, but no one has intended to leave his seat.
They still want to complain of all the misery to the Supreme Being of all things.
In the prostration Shanum always begs for forgiveness, tucked do'a to make things easier.
Shanum returns to the car where Evan parked his car. "Go ahead?" Shanum asked so until Evan was waiting for him.
"We'll eat first." It was time for dinner, Evan did not want Shanum to neglect his health.
Not far from the mosque there is a typical tent of food lamongan on the side of the road, they choose to walk, leaving the car in the mosque. Intent to continue the journey after the prayer isya.
"Van are you sure you're going to see my father?" Shanum is still afraid if he meets his father, past trauma is still very imprinted in his memory.
Evan smiled, holding Shanum's hand on the table. "All will be well." Speaks soothing.
Evan understands Shanum's feelings are still so traumatized by his father, but there is also a longing to be highlighted by his shady eyes.
"But.
Grilled ducks complete with sambal and also lalapan became their preferred menu for dinner.
"Seat your food, we'll talk about it later." Evan commands gently but with great emphasis.
Shanum no longer replied, washing his hands with the water available in the bowl, then began to enjoy the food calmly.
Shanum stopped when the rice stayed a few more mouthfuls. "Why not spend?" Ask Evan.
"I'm full, my stomach can no longer hold."
Evan smiled then took over the plate made of rattan before Shanum moved in front of him.
"If you are not full, you can add." Shanum was not happy to see Evan eating the rest.
Again Evan smiled, "Darling if not spent mubadzir." The answer.
shanum could not say anymore. He waited for Evan in silence.
Muadzin's voice came from across the street right after they finished their dinner.
The distance between Maghrib time and isya is not too far, for that they prefer to wait for Isya time to arrive, in order to calmly continue the journey which is only about 2 hours away.
They re-entered the temple with the same purpose, fulfilling their duty as servants.
Shanum never thought that God needed himself to worship.
But for Shanum, he was the one who needed God's intervention to help ease his affairs.
For that Shanum always tried to fulfill his obligations as a servant, because for him ihtiar alone will not be enough without being balanced with do'a.
Evan opened the side door to the steering wheel so surprised to find Shanum already sitting in the seat behind the wheel.
"It's close, right? This time I'm driving the car." Shanum said without caring about Evan's reaction.
"In your dreams." Reply Evan. "Quick move!" Command again.
Shanum shook he was still in place. "Sha!" Evan is still trying to get Shanum to move.
"You're man power, must have a sense of fatigue. I look, if it's near I'll wake you up."
Shanum never knew if Evan had been forged in such a way, so he would never feel tired just from driving a car that had not even been up to a day.
"I won't drop my pride in front of my woman."
"Don't take too much prestige."
"Move or we'll spend the night here."
Inevitably Shanum finally came out, then turned in through the next door again.
Their journey passed in silence, only the noise of the vehicle passing by was heard, there was no view to be enjoyed other than the street lights that looked sparkling from a distance.
"Are you not tired Van?" Shanum asked breaking the silence.
"I can even ride a motorcycle to be free to get stuck."
"How's it going?"
"I'll come behind you."
"Then what about me?"
"You're in front of the motorbike."
"I can't stand it."
"Why?"
"Fear of Khilaf being too close to you."
shanum hits Evan's arm, while Evan laughs with anxiety at Shanum's reddened face like a boiled crab.
At 10 pm past 12 minutes they arrive at a hotel that is not as luxurious as the capital.
"We'd better take a break first." Evan said as soon as the car parked perfectly.
Shanum nodded his head in agreement.
"Members two rooms Mba." Evan told the receptionist, The hotel is closed at 12pm and will reopen at 6am.
The receptionist handed over 2 room keys, they searched the room for a number listed locked.
Although not as luxurious as hotels in the capital, but 3-star hotels in this glowing city can not be underestimated comfort.
They entered into the rooms of each of which was located opposite.
shanum cleansed himself before laying down the body of the complaint.
After the ritual was finished Shanum immediately laid his body in a very comfortable mattress even though it was not a 5-star room.
because of the tired feeling did not take long Shanum was already in his subconscious.
The ring on Shanum's phone rang loudly, on screen at 04:30.
Shanum's distel alarm is jammed by half-five which will ring every day before dawn breaks.
Shanum is done with his morning activities. He was about to go out to wake Evan but Shanum's room door was knocked first.
Evan was already standing in front of the door with a very charming appearance.
"We'll find breakfast first." Take Evan.
"It's still too early. The hotel is open in half an hour."
"All right, let's go around first."
Take a walk around the hotel, and stop at the restaurant on the lower floor.
After finishing breakfast, they returned to the room to take what needed to be taken to the island.
"We walk alone, it should not be too far from the beach of turtle bay." Take Evan.
Shanum followed Evan's footsteps, walking in the morning was very soothing with the air still feels cool not too exposed to pollution.
It only takes about 15 minutes to reach the destination.
They approached the owner of a boat who works as a fisherman to take them to the island sebrang.
After traveling for approximately 20 minutes they finally reached the destination island.
They returned on foot to the iron rafters.
The long journey has not made them able to easily meet with WBP (Corrections Building Citizens)
They must follow the SOP WBP visit iron sheet.
They must submit a copy of their identity and also a letter of introduction from the Village or Claims.
They do not know if there are such requirements, finally with a little bargain they made a letter of visit by contacting kamtib iron sheet.
After going through a long process, they were finally reunited with WBP residents.
Shanum did not expect that his father would be moved in the air which was located very far from his home area.
Shanum's father was sitting in his own seat while across the table Shanum was sitting next to Evan.
There was no expression of anything Shanum's father showed other than a confused look on his face.
But he still did not want to open his voice to start the conversation.
Until the soft voice of a girl broke the silence. "Dad, how are you?" Shanum asked softly.
He was so concerned to see his father's current appearance, Shanum never expected it to be born from the seed of someone like his father.
If he could choose Shanum it would be even better to be the son of his adoptive father.
However, blood is thicker than water, as bad as a father, he is the father of Shanum, and Shanum always sincerely accepts.