Waiting At the End of Dusk

Bridal night

"Sita ... I'll tell you after we get to the mall okay?" sulthan's proposal made Sita's thin smile shrink back.

"Alright," said Sita with her breath. A little disappointed, but he should be more patient.

****

Minutes later, Sulthan had parked his car in the city's largest mall parking lot. Both got out of the car later.

"We went to the mall for a walk?" ask Sulthan to make sure. Sita frowned because the tone of speech that was thrown by her seemed to be softened.

"No dong, mending us to Hanamasa! and I think it's better if we eat there!" suli Sita with his cry. Sulthan only raised both of his eyebrows together curling his lips, and nodded later.

"Do you go to the mall often?" sulthan asked who was walking while putting both hands into his pants pocket.

Sita simply shrugged both of her shoulders in response. He even laughed at himself because it was very rare to go to a place like this if not with his parents.

"Kok laugh?" Sulthan stared at the wonder—feeling ambiguous with Sita's answer.

"You could say, almost never."

Sulthan was flabbergasted by Sita's reply. He doesn't even believe that. "Ah, time! is that really you? isn't a woman your age having fun going to a place like this?"

"True, I'm the laziest out of the house. It doesn't matter either! at least just to the bookstore if you go to the mall gini." Sita looked at Sulthan at a glance then turned her gaze forward.

Sulthan raised both eyebrows then nodded— feeling understood.

"Say you hardly ever go to the mall, why know Hanamasa? not just at this mall, right? they'll have branches only one by one city." Sulthan frowned as Sita suddenly laughed.

He's still healthy, isn't he?

"Because I still remember. Both my parents brought me here, but don't ask me when, I don't remember!" seloroh Sita and chuckled back.

On arrival in front of the restaurant, the door was opened by the waiter.

"Good night, and welcome to Hanamasa. Please, which table will you sit at?" said the waiter of the restaurant.

"Night" said Sita and Sulthan simultaneously.

"At a table with two seats, Kak" replied Sulthan previously researching to the entire room of the buffet-themed restaurant.

"Well, come with me, brother!" take the waiter and they follow him to where Sulthan wants to be.

The two sat in positions facing each other. While the waiter prepares the equipment they will use.

"Do you want broth or tomyam Kak?" ask the waiter after they have finished preparing their table.

"Kaldu, Tomyam." Sulthan and Sita answered in unison.

"So, prepare two types of sauce!" sulthan's word and was taken by the servant. While Sita was still speechless with her flat face.

Then the servant left, and a moment later he came back again to pour the sauce they wanted. After he left, Sulthan and Sita looked back at each other.

"Now, please answer my question." The impatient Sita finally questioned it again.

"Allah ... " Sulthan took a deep breath, then said, "I just want to fulfill my promise to the late mami and also papi." Sulthan sighed softly then, then continued on again. "With me agreeing to marry you, I feel .. have no more promise debt to them" he concluded, leaning his back against the table.

"Do you consider all this debt?" sita asked while looking straight ahead. Likewise with Sulthan who was immediately choked.

"Sita .. Should I be honest with you?" Sulthan pulled over his car and changed his seat to face Sita.

"Please, before it's too late. You can be honest from the beginning. " Sita put both her hands on the table while folded in front of her chest. He was also flanked to listen to it.

"Sita, I ... " Sulthan took a deep breath. "I married in Australia. My wife lives there and .. I told your father that my brother would replace me."

"Your sister? do you have a sister? I know you're an only child." Sita frowned and briefly recalled about the Sulthan family.

"We are one father, but different mothers. He ... son of papi's second wife. His age is not much different from yours, just a gap of one year above your age. Unlike us who are adrift very far, seven years." Sulthan laughed softly, while Sita only bristled.

"Did he know about this?" sita asked while looking forward.

"Not ..he lives in Australia as well, but it's different cities. Last night I told him to come back here. Because this afternoon, it was my plan to meet your father to talk about this," Sulthan said in a calm manner.

I don't know, there was a bit of disappointment in Sita's heart. She thought that would be her husband, a man who had a calm disposition like Sulthan. Apparently the assumption is wrong.

"Lantas, what does my father think ?" ask Sita with curiosity.

"Your father agreed, later after my sister arrived. I'll introduce you to him."

DEG. Wh why? Why do I not feel welcome? What is the same to me? Can't I like Sulthan?

Sita's heart rate seemed to stop for a moment. He felt another feeling begin to arise in his heart.

"Alright," said Sita— do not want to debate it again.

*****

Long enough they spent their dinner, finally both got up and walked towards the cashier. Arriving at the cashier, Sulthan's gaze stopped on someone. Sita also followed the direction of Sulthan's gaze, giving a look of wonder and venturing to ask.

"Who?"

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