Waiting At the End of Dusk

Andra lebay

Haris further tightened his hand that was coiled around Sita's waist.

"Bag, peeling!" snapping Sita with both hands trying to release Haris' hand. "We need to talk, but let me be in a comfortable position. Not like this!" he continued, who began to panic, especially when Haris straightened his body which made the distance between the two faces only a few cents.

"Can I be sure if I let go, you'll stay calm?" sindir Haris who has been able to guess Sita's attitude which is currently starting to be difficult to control. His gaze was sharp and deep.

Sita stopped her movements and lowered her gaze while sighing deeply. Haris still continued to watch her with one of the corners of her lips raised.

"What made you come here this afternoon? I told you, don't come here before I take you! Why do you do it yourself? I'm worried about you Sita!" urged Haris who was looking for Sita with some questions. While Sita was still silent with her gaze lowered.

Sita raised her face instantly, "Worried? Where were you when I needed it? Why did you suddenly disappear and let that brother of yours appear before me? Why Haris!" He went back to looking for Haris. Now her gaze was bold, even though her eyeballs began to turn red, Sita continued to look at the two beads of her husband's eyes tightly.

Haris immediately lowered Sita from his lap and stood on his back to his wife who was still sitting on the sofa with a view that could not be separated from him. He was trying to find the opening word to explain the real incident to Sita.

The shady woman waited for Haris to give her an answer from her thin lips. The lips that had touched her from the beginning had become an opium for her.

"Actually, after that lunch I was going to tell you. If I love you." Haris slowly turned her body, Sita's heartbeat instantly paused for a moment after hearing the statement from her. Now they look at each other again.

"I got a call from my secretary, 'cause there's been a bit of a crop failure this month."

"Harvest?" Sita tilted her head slightly. Haris nodded as well.

"I own a winery and chocolate production company in Adelaide, a country in southern Australia. Although still said to be pioneering, but I really like the city."

Now Sita's anger is gradually subsiding. His back rests on the couch. With the light still dim, Sita can still look at her husband's face quite clearly.

"Why didn't you say it from the beginning? why did you let me explain it to myself?" Sita bristled even her two eyes started to fog.

"I turned off my phone on purpose because I wanted to get on the plane. But one of my confidants came to the airport. He said you were just out of my apartment. He also said that you were panicking and that there seemed to be a problem. I immediately canceled my flight there. I'm so worried about you." Haris bent his knees while flattening his face with his wife's face.

Sita still did not flinch with her flat face. He was still waiting for Haris to explain all the things he considered pseudo all this time.

"Do you know where my parents are now?" sita asked suddenly, her tone sounded cold in Haris' ear. Not only that, but his eyes were turned in another direction.

Now it was Haris' turn to be silent and exhale violently and say, "I want to talk to you about this."

Sontak made Sita look back at him. "What's? I'm ready to listen to it."

"Woman who is considered his wife? aren't they married?" ask Sita back who is getting curious. Haris was still speechless, he kept Sita's questions to answer at the same time. Haris also took a map from there and brought it in front of Sita.

"Why is there a map? I was here .... " Sita did not finish her sentence because she saw Haris shrugging both shoulders and sitting next to her.

"I just got it from my confidant. Actually not a confidant like the mafia has for spying, but he was my best friend since high school. He's very nice, he's not working with me. But, as long as he sees and must be delivered to me, yes delivered." Haris sighed softly while shaking after telling about the person he considered his best friend. Then he opened the map in his hand.

Sita frowned as Haris took out a plain-cover DVD.

"Is that what's in there?" ask Sita who can't guess.

"Look at us together." Haris approached the fifty-inch flat screen and a long, thin DVD player. He started operating it. Within a few minutes, the screen lit up which began to display the contents of the DVD.

The first photo to appear in the video is Sulthan. Sita looked at Haris with the meaning of a gaze that demanded an explanation. Haris who understood tried to explain.

"As you know, he's my brother. We are different mothers and one father. His mother and father died in a terrible accident at the time. So we're just looking at it from behind the hearse glass, because their bodies are completely destroyed." Haris shuddered when he remembered the incident again, especially Sita who grimaced.

"Sulthan's sister lives in a large city in Western Australia, located at the very end near the coast. It's called Darwin. There, he never knew the word holiday when faced with his job." Haris brought his face closer so that the two eyes locked again, while his finger pressed the next button that made the screen change. Sita realized it immediately turned to the screen.

"Who is that woman?" ask Sita who made Haris look there.

"His name is Rima Marcheliend Aycel, he is Sulthan's first love. Until now, she still can't be replaced by anyone in Sulthan's heart."

"Notnya—"

"Sir Rima is actually gone." Haris cut Sita's speech immediately. Because he knew what his wife was going to ask him. Sita was flabbergasted and seemed to be in disbelief.

"Why?" ask Sita with a witty.

"Sister Rima had terminal cancer a month before her wedding to her future husband." Haris put both of his hands in his pants pocket.

"Husband candidate? isn't it Sulthan's brother?" Sita is getting flabbergasted. Haris nodded weakly. He took a deep breath.

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