
Afnan leaned his body back onto the sofa waiting very comfortably. The cushion of the sofa was slid on his back to make it feel more comfortable. One other sofa cushion was in the arms of Afnan who began to close his eyes because he was tired.
The moon was still sitting down while moving some television channels because of her unwelcome show. Her phone was also still angered there was no notification or call from Ustad Ikhsan, her husband.
The moon rested her body on the back of the sofa, some sofa cushions while already stacked as her headboard. Both of his legs were lifted and covered to the stomach.
It felt that night was very tired, after a day outside the house ended the accident and Kak Zura's problem suddenly appeared before Ayumi and Afnan.
'Is this a coincidence? Or is it not intentional?' the Moon in his heart.
Moon phone rings very loudly, the name of the caller My Husband already wants to invite to communicate.
The moon took her phone off the table and swiped the green button and showed her husband's face looking very tired after a day of work.
"Assalamu'alaikum, my wife?" greet Ustad Ikhsan gently while laying down on her wedding bed.
Ustad Ikhsan had just finished his Ashar prayer, still complete with sarong, Koko's shirt and peci on his head.
"Waalaikumsalam, Mas, just finished praying?" ask the Moon in a soft voice.
The face of Ustad Ikhsan who was so handsome and wet because of the rest of the ablution water that was still stuck in his hair then dripped on his cheek.
"Where are you my wife, like, not in the apartment?" tanya Ustad Ikhsan investigated.
The moon straightened up her seat and smiled, then moved from her seat to the bed where Ayumi was lying weak.
"Again the hospital, Ayumi was the victim of a luxury car hit-and-run" Moon said in a soft voice.
Ustad ikhsan was silent looking at the room and looked at the weakly rolled Ayumi on the bed.
"Why can it be hit? You guys aren't careful?" asked Ustad Ikhsan in a soft voice.
The moon shook its head quickly.
"No Mas, this seems to be an element of deliberate," Moon explained to her husband.
"What do you mean the moon? Who would do that, after all you are newcomers, which may already have hatters" said Ustad Ikhsan slowly.
"Maybe Mas, will not believe the words of the Moon, but indeed it is all reality" said Moon slowly explained.
"Mas must believe, what is the problem, tell Mas," said Ustad Ikhsan.
"The moon has to start from nowhere, the Moon is confused" said Moon in a soft voice.
"Slow down, one by one, let Mas also understand," Ustad Ikhsan said slowly to the Moon.
Half an hour passed, Moon told from the beginning of the incident about his meeting with Kak Zura accidentally until a car accident that resulted in Ayumi harm. The accident was as planned and when the driver similar to Kak Zura was immediately forwarded his car quickly.
Ustad ikhsan had only been silent on the other side of the line listening and listening to the Moon talk non-stop ever since.
Ustad Ikhsan's message, stay focused on the school and the student exchange program, without thinking negatively or prejudicing anything.
The moon hung up the phone, it had been an hour and they both communicated and asked each other the news and told me about today until the accident that hit Ayumi.
Just closed his eyes and fell asleep for a few minutes, Afnan's phone rang very loudly and was not picked up by the owner of the phone.
The moon opened its eyes, and glanced at Afnan who was still fast asleep without the slightest bit disturbed by foreign voices either slowly or loudly though.
The phone was still loud ringing and vibrating on the sofa waiting table in the inpatient room. The moon glanced at the phone, displaying a name of twins.
'Who are the twins?' the Inner Moon in his heart with a deep curiosity.
Moon ventured to pick up the phone and picked up the phone without speaking.
"Hi, Afnan, how are you? How's your fiancee doing?" said the voice of the woman from the phone line across the street.
The moon is silent, digesting names and sounds that are really similar to Kak Zura, but why is it named TWINS, not Zura.
"Hallo, Afnan, why are you still cold to me?" ask the woman to Afnan gently.
The moon took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Moon unilaterally hung up the phone, erased the call history from Afnan's phone and placed the phone on the waiting table in the room.
The moon returned to the sofa and laid down her body which was completely limp. His mind is now branched, in addition to wanting to go to school and become a representative in a three-month student exchange program in Egypt, making the Moon increasingly have to be able to divide the time so as not to miss info, experience and learning.
Now, his mind is growing one, which is about Kak Zura. The mysterious figure of the woman Moon met was not only similar but the exact same as Kak Zura.
"Month ..." Call Ayumi to the Moon who is still good friends with a soft voice.
The moon came up to Ayumi on the bed.
"Ayumi wants to go to the bathroom, can ask for help," said Ayumi slowly and enforce her seat with the help of the Moon.
Ayumi had gotten out of her bed and was walking towards the bathroom with the help of the Moon. The infusion is held by the Moon until Ayumi enters the bathroom.
"Moon accompany me inside, Ay," asked Moon to Ayumi who still looked a little pale.
Ayumi nodded her head slowly.
"Yes Moon, Ayumi is still dizzy fearing not being strong inside," said Ayumi in a soft voice.
Ayumi had already entered the bathroom together with the Moon. After finishing urinating, Ayumi returned to her bed again and lay down again on the bed.
"Still the Moon, if there is no Moon, somehow the fate of Ayumi" Ayumi said in a soft voice.
"It's the obligation of the Moon, so it will heal quickly, so that tomorrow it can go home and do not need to be hospitalized again," said Moon slowly motivates Ayumi who is still limp.
"Where's Afnan?" ask Ayumi slowly.
"So you're sleeping on the couch, will the Moon wake you up?" ask the Moon to Ayumi slowly.
Ayumi just shook her head slowly.
"No need for the Moon, talk about Kak Afnan rest, maybe tired of having been all day college and working as a lecturer assistant in the afternoon," said Ayumi in a soft voice. Afnan's schedule is very busy and exhausting.