The Sanctity of Tarnished Love

Dusk Return

"Yes, what's wrong with you?" ask Ken who just realized the change in attitude of Dusk.

The twilight was still silently fixated, her lips tightly clenched, as if reluctant to answer Ken's question.

"Yes, answer me! What's going on?" Ken shouted as he shook his shoulders.

"Sir Dawn is normal and he is not imp*ten" said Dusk quietly. He looked down and returned his tears.

"You sure?" ask Ken.

"I'm so sure." Dusk nodded.

"Thus ... Sick dawn?"

"Maybe. Yesterday I met Hana and her husband. If Hana marries Arrion, everything makes sense." Dusk muttered as he wiped his tears.

"What do you mean?"

"I asked about Adara to Hana. Hana didn't say where Adara was now, but she was very sure that Adara couldn't possibly disturb my household. Then her husband .. she whispered something to me. He told me to stop finding out, because Brother Fajar loves me so much. He also said, sometimes reality hurts more than we imagine," said Dusk at length.

"Yes! Why didn't you tell me this yesterday? I told you, tell me everything so I can help you. But why are there so many things you're hiding?" ken said with high intonation.

"I don't think that's important" said Dusk slowly.

"That's very important, Aya. If only I had known from yesterday, maybe none of this would have happened. I'm sorry, Aya, I've taken your chastity. If only I knew you were a virgin, I would never have stained you. I didn't expect the marriage you were in turned out to be this complicated." Ken lowered.

It was really dissolved in regret. The filth that they did last night, will not end just like that. All of this will have an impact on their future.

"For so long I didn't expect that far, I thought Brother Fajar betrayed me. I guess because there is a heart that is being guarded, that's why he won't touch me" said Dusk.

Ken took a deep breath and exhaled it violently. Why is the mind so shallow? In the past at school, Dusk was an intelligent child, but in terms of understanding men, why he was so stupid. Where there are normal men who can stand to silence women for a long time.

"You fool, Dusk, why can't you think of any other conclusion. And I, yes, I am also a fool. I can't control my na*, I can't think with my wits," Ken's inner voice rubbed his face violently.

"Ken!" call Dusk.

"Hmmm," muttered Ken.

"I want to be alone" said Dusk slowly, afraid that his words would offend Ken.

"You sure you don't need friends?"

"I need some time alone, Ken," said Dusk.

"All right, I get it." Ken smiled, then moved from his seat.

"I'm really sorry about last night. Aya, calm your mind. Be sad, but don't overdo it. Be the Light that always smiles. Then ask Fajar to talk carefully, who knows he wants to tell the truth. I will also keep looking for information about him. Take care of yourself, Aya." Ken said as he rubbed his twilight hair. Then hugged her briefly, and then stepped away leaving her.

After Ken's body disappeared behind the door, Dusk looked down again and shed his tears. Both of his hands squeezed the edge of the bed very tightly. His heart seemed to be breaking into pieces. He never imagined, if the end of his marriage would be this dark.

The twilight moved from his seat. He walked up to the chair and sat there. His eyes stared pushyly at the plate of toast and the glass of water that was presented on the tray.

As for Dawn, the man was present at the time he was injured. Dawn extended her pure love and invited her to knit halal ties. But over time, Fajar's strange attitude made him suspicious, and again he again misunderstood his partner. He considers Fajar cheating, and most likely his assumption is very wrong. Now, he has marred her marriage. If only the attitude of Dawn was right because of illness. Ahh, how sinful he is, betraying the sanctity of love from the husband.

"Why can I be this cruel, I have hurt two men who sincerely love me. Why am I so stupid, why do I always misunderstand my partner?" said Dusk on the sidelines of his cry.

"Baggot Dawn, I'm sorry. Forgive my stupidity." Dusk wailed while covering his face with both hands.

***

The hour hand showed at 04:00 in the afternoon. Dawn was still sitting languidly on the sofa of her room. The formal suit he wore yesterday is still attached to his body. Losing Twilight made him a mess. Since yesterday, Fajar has not eaten, nor has he cleansed himself. He just sat there staring at the phone screen. Hopefully there is news from his man, or even direct news from his wife.

However, until now Dawn is still shackled in worry. His man has not found his wife. So is the case with the number Dusk, until now can not be contacted.

"Where are you, honey? Please don't torture me like this. Forgive me for disappointing you." Dawn took her wedding photo.

He rubbed the photo slowly. One and a half years married, it feels like there is no happiness that they knit things a day. Dawn is always covered with fear and worry. While Dusk, always shrouded in suspicion and disappointment.

"Go back, honey, don't punish me like this. I promise to treat you better. I promise to tell you my situation honestly. I don't care if you leave me, or not. But now please come back! Give me a chance to apologize and straighten things out on you," Fajar said quietly.

Dawn let out a long sigh, then carried the photo stepping closer to the window. Dawn stood there and stared at the still-warming solar rays. The solar! I don't know when God allowed himself to look at the sun.

Dawn looked down and looked at the wedding photo that was still in her grasp. A sweet smile appeared etched on his lips, also on his wife's lips. Dawn rubbed him back slowly, and now his eyes began to glaze over.

"Married to someone we love, not always sweet and happy, because sometimes it also hurts. If only I could turn back the clock, I would have corrected my attitude in the past. That way, I won't experience any of this. Me and Dusk must be living happily," said Dawn with grief. Clear circles began to drip from the corner of his eye.

"I used to underestimate sin too much and never thought about karma. Now, it's too late, my regrets won't change. I can only hope, may God still allow you to stay by my side. I want to get through my last moments with you, Dusk." Fajar said as he clasped the photo tightly.

Dawn was still dissolving in his sadness. Such baseless regret, as if locking him in immeasurable pain. Dawn was still standing facing the window, with a flat, empty look on its eyes. Dawn did not hear when the room was open.

"Non-Fair." Fajar faintly heard the voice of Dusk calling out to him.

However, Fajar still remained unmoved and actually closed the fire. He thought the sound was just an illusion because of the longing that had arisen.

"Non-Fair." Again the voice sounded so real in the ear of Dawn.

"You all right, brother?"

Dawn jerks. The voice was real and not an illusion, because now Fajar felt a warm touch on his shoulder. Fajar quickly turned his head, and the figure of his wife was already standing right behind him.

"Alley! Is that really you, honey?"

"Yes, it's me, brother." Dusk replied with a bitter smile. He felt even more guilty when he saw the chaotic state of Dawn.

"I'm sorry, honey," Dawn hugged Dusk tightly.

"This time I'll tell you everything. If you choose to leave, I won't forbid. At least you already know how sincerely I love you" Fajar said in his heart.

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