Waiting At the End of Dusk

mala's Decision

Between the clouds and the air, a storm of screaming struck love. If I can stop the turn of time, I will hold you to death.

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Sita removed the sling bag from her shoulder, then pulled out the phone from inside. Then the phone screen was turned on.

📨Mas Haris's

Do not forget to shower and rest. Later tonight I'll video call you.

A long breath just blew away. Sita did not answer him immediately, but put his phone next to him.

Sita massaged her forehead which was quite dizzy. However he must be strong this week must complete the task of the lecturer.

Unintentionally looking at the gift box yesterday, he got up and walked to the study table and sat on the wheeled chair.

The box was touched again by Sita, and read the letter inside the envelope back. A moment later, he put the piece of paper back on the table. Both hands were also placed there, and the other hand held his head. While the other hand tapped his finger on the table.

His brain started to think hard, trying to understand everything from the beginning. Until he got to this point.

When did I move to the apartment that was already prepared in Haris? it feels like I'm still comfortable in my own room .. hufftt .. but I have to follow my husband .. and until now, I feel married as a shadow. He knows what I'm doing, but it doesn't exist. O God, can I bid on the fate of the time you have given me?

This is not a matter of life and death of someone, but the real or not of a partner in our lives. Loving is easy, especially if it is good to see. But try to open your eyes, see the other side of the person you love as it is. Can love come easily? the answer is certainly no.

Sita rested her back on the back of the chair, then moved it to the right and to the left. A flexible and very comfortable chair he was sitting in at the moment.

A few moments later, he stood up and went to the bathroom.

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Even though the night had come, Sita had just finished getting some materials for her script theme. As he looked at the wall clock, it was time for dinner.

Sita stopped her activities for a moment, then exited her room towards the dining room. It was still the same, quiet and only he would eat in the row of chairs at that long table.

The waiters were busy putting some food on the table. Although not much, but enough for Sita's dinner this time.

Half an hour had Sita filled her stomach. It feels full and ...

Aaaaueeegh! legaa ....

Sita finally returned to the room. He remembers Haris making a video call with him. Maybe a little touch of make up is better if seen later, he thought so.

The thin makeup polish with compact powder, nude lipstick and mascara was finished she put on her face. She looks fresh and younger than her age.

Sita set up a mobile stand to make it more comfortable. His heart rate was starting to be unnerved. It was as if there was blood rustling fast enough. Now it's ready.

The second in the wall clock continued to spin on its axis, like this earth. It will never stop before its time comes. But for an hour Sita sat waiting for Haris to call her through the video call. Actually, stale!

Sita has been patient about this. Not just once, but many times.

Married to someone who did not love each other in the first place, the test was amazing. Uh! but ... Am I in love with Haris? Why should I go first? Why not Haris?

He got up from his seat and went to the bathroom. Just this time he felt disappointed, his heart instantly stirred like my balloon song.

I don't know since when, her tears came out of those beautiful eyes. Fix, Sita already really loves Haris.

Minimnya cultivate the taste for himself, that's one of Sita's weaknesses. His habit of often at home and rarely interacting with others, makes Sita feel the sense in this world is only one, LOVE is packed in a bundle of happiness.

After cleaning makeup, she chose to go up on the mattress and fell asleep. He felt tired if he continued to think about Haris as if making him like a puppet who wanted to be played with by him.

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The sound of alarm from his phone has sounded, Sita opened her eyes wide with one hand trying to reach the phone. Once it can, it also shifts the icon on the screen to off.

Sita looked back at her phone screen, making sure that Haris actually contacted her. But the result is nil, there is no notification whatsoever. Again, he had to swallow that disappointment.

This morning, he decided to stay home. Not going to college or buying books. He should focus on completing his study which is only a few months away.

After bathing and still wrapped in a bathrobe and wrapped in a towel on the head, Sita returned to her room to turn on her laptop and old phone. While waiting for the two to be ready, Sita returned to walk in closet to wear her clothes.

A moment later, Sita heard a knock from the door outside her room. He frowned while hanging a bathrobe and a small towel on the hanger. Then walk up to the door and open it.

"Non's Eve." It turned out that one of his house servants was knocking.

"What's up, Bi?" ask Sita with her flat face.

"Want breakfast in the room or in the dining room?" The servant spoke softly to him.

"Please take her to the room, Bi. There's another job."

"Good, Non. I'll be here again with breakfast, excuse me." The waiter then left from the front of Sita's room.

When he was about to close the door, there was a hand holding him quite hard. Sita was curious and opened the door again.

His breath seemed to be stifled, his tongue clenched even .. His eyes opened wide enough. It was a dream, and ...

BRUK!!! Sita fell unconscious at the hands of a man who had upset her last night.

Who else if not Haris. He flew from Australia to Indonesia last night. His intention wanted to give a surprise to his wife, but it turned out like this.

Haris immediately lifted the wife's body, then put it on the mattress. He looked for a P3K box to give the aroma of eucalyptus oil to Sita's nose.

He searched for a while, finally meeting. He immediately took the eucalyptus oil there. Haris was fully dressed this morning. Because, after returning from the office he did not even have time to shower and change clothes first.

"Sita .. Get up, I'm sorry." Haris continued to speak until finally his wife realized.

"You are Haris? really Mas Haris? Am I dreaming?" cecar Sita with various questions. Implied look of longing from his two eyes that had glazed over. Haris just smiled and carried her into a hug.

"I'm sorry, you're alone .. So you want to stay with me in Australia?" said Haris with a very soft tone heard in Sita's ears.

"Mas, in a few months I'm graduating from college. I promise, after graduation .. I'll come with you to Australia." Sita felt very comfortable in Haris' arms. Moreover, the masculine fragrance in the body of her husband makes her remember the wedding ritual night.

Smell alike. I still want to!

Slowly, Haris let go of her embrace. Scooping the two cheeks Sita who had that. And, he stared at the two eye beads that he had not dived deeply after the wedding. The two views are locked together.

I feel that vibration, Mas. The vibrations that I have been difficult to feel in any man. I think I'm starting to love you. Inner Sita.

Your eyes, they're beautiful. In fact, to switch it also feels unable to. Inner Haris.

...🌹🌹🌹Bonnect🌹🌹🌹...