Waiting At the End of Dusk

Promise to be friends

The night was getting late, Sulthan never went to dreamland to rest his body. He refused to return to his residence and chose to stay here with Haris.

Sulthan went outside the room, towards the balcony that leads directly to the beach. The sound of the waves was very clear when Sulthan opened his rolling door.

He walked, then stopped at the end of the balcony. When he accidentally turned his head, it turned out Haris was also there while enjoying the puff of cigarette smoke.

He sat on a leisurely chair while raising his head to stare at the expanse of stars in the dark sky. Sulthan approached him.

"You haven't slept yet?" Haris surged in shock upon hearing the heavy voice that was none other than her brother.

"Eh, Brother. Not ... Brother himself?" This time Haris looked forward while putting his cigarette into the ashtray.

"Not sleepy ... Why haven't you slept?" Sulthan sat in the other seat next to Haris.

"I can't sleep, brother. It was so difficult .." replied Haris with both hands he put over his head as a cushion.

"Is there a problem?" Sulthan tries to lure Haris into telling a story.

"Something." Haris shrugged both of his shoulders. "I don't feel ready to get married yet" he concluded.

Sulthan let out a long breath. "First, Brother wasn't ready to marry Rima either. But, after we live it .. even Rima is able to make Brother feel, to be my self. He did not at all urge Brother to be the person he wanted to be. Precisely ... " Sulthan stopped her words for a moment, "It was my brother who had made her turn into the one Big Brother wanted. Thus, Big Brother only sees his own reflection from himself."

Haris took a deep breath. Indeed, ever since Sulthan married Rima. Haris had never met her sister-in-law again. Sulthan always said that Rima was busy with her career there.

Likewise with Sulthan himself, his work in Australia, very time-consuming. No wonder the brothers had such a hard time meeting. Moreover, the distance of residence between the two is like South and North.

"Oh yes, now Rima, how are you?" ask Haris who switched the conversation.

"He's good .. yes, as always." Now alternately, Sulthan who stared at the expanse of stars in the dark sky. Looks like a face that is very difficult to interpret by Haris.

"Sir Rima, no sign of pregnancy yet?" ask Haris back who also wants to know about his sister-in-law.

"Not yet, he still enjoys his activities. If Brother is private, can only wait for her to be ready to conceive." Sulthan then stood with both hands which he put in his pants pocket. Haris followed Sulthan who stopped at the end of the balcony.

"Will Brother be here long?" asked Haris who also stood up and approached Sulthan.

"No, just until the proposal keeps coming back to Australi. You can't leave Rima there for long." Sulthan laughed softly, his mind suddenly longing for his wife who was now far away. Then Sulthan saw the wall clock in the dining room had shown at 00:00 .

"Haris, it's late. Enter yuk! not good for too long outside. Moreover, a land wind like this can damage health," Sulthan asked as he walked inside. Haris nodded and followed behind him.

They finally went to their rooms to rest. Although both eyes are difficult to close, but they must force it.

****

The sound of birds chirping had been unpretentious outside the window. The woman awoke from her sleep, then sat down and recovered all her consciousness. He then got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes passed, the woman came out of the bathroom with only a small towel wrapped around her head and a kimono bathrobe attached to her body. That woman, none other than Sita.

A moment after putting on his clothes, there was a knock on the door. Sita stood up and walked over to the door and opened it.

"Eh, Mother ... What's wrong?" ask Sita with her bright smile.

"It's so happy for your child. You just finished your shower?" Rose just walked in without permission from the room owner. While Sita only let out a long sigh while closing the door again.

"Today you are beautiful!" Rose's words made Sita instantly wide. "Don't you see her sister Sulthan today?" tanyanya.

"Yes, yeah. But right, Sita can not dance and what Mother means," he refused subtly.

"Actually who wants to marry Sita or Mother anyway? how are you sure that Sita is suitable with him? Mother kayak aja dalam oja! Not good to know!" Sita grumbled, her patience is being thoroughly tested this time.

"If Sita doesn't feel like what?" Sita walked into the walk in closet to wear her clothes. Rose sat on the sofa.

"Well, aren't you interested? Perhaps her sister Sulthan was more handsome than her." Rose was still confident in her opinion.

"That's possible, Bun. We also do not know what the original person is, good or not. This mother, it's so exciting!" Sita came out of there with the full outfit she was wearing.

"Switch, why wear clothes that is the child of the beloved Mother? there are a lot of nice clothes in the closet." Mother protested because Sita only wore black training pants and long-sleeved shirts that looked oversized. Sita also rolled her eyes lazily.

"Mother, it's still morning. After all Sita will also go a bit unfortunate, maybe. I'll be able to change again." It turns out that Sita's mind is different from Rose who wants to see her change and prefers to look like her last night.

"Yes, it's up to you!" Rose then stood up and went out of Sita's room.

******

At eight in the morning, Sita saw from the window of her room there was a car that had just entered the villa yard. He believes that the car is the same car he was riding last night with Sulthan.

He changed his clothes and then went downstairs. When he almost arrived at the living room, it turned out that Rose had already welcomed their arrival. Sita stood behind the wall.

"So soon, I'll call Sita." Rose then left in front of them.

The first impression when he saw the man who was with Sulthan, somehow Sita's heart immediately thumped. However, he can not be sure whether it is love or just like.

"Mother!" call Sita in a slightly whispering voice. Rose looked over and then rolled her lazy eyes.

"Pump! iku Mother." Rose reached out her hand and Sita welcomed. They also went to the living room.

Haris and Sulthan looked at Sita at the same time. Sulthan smiled at Sita. But different from Haris who seemed ordinary to see the woman.

Sulthan stood up, as did Haris. "Sita, know this Haris, my sister."

"Hi, Sita." Haris showed her most sweet smile. Even a shady look did not escape Haris showed it to Sita.

"You guys just talk, I'll go inside first." Rose then left in front of them.

"Thank you, ma'am" Sulthan and Haris said.

A moment later, just as the three were about to chat, Sulthan's phone rang.

"Sorry, you guys keep talking." Sulthan then exited the living room and received a call on the villa terrace.

Haris and Sita were both silent. Then, Haris who was increasingly unable to keep quiet, finally opened the conversation.

"Sita .. Did you know my family before?" asked Haris with a gaze that was difficult to be interpreted by Sita.

"Not really, who knows both of our parents," replied Sita.

"Oh, then .. Why are you so sure about this matchmaking?" asked Haris back with curiosity.

"Because of me ... "

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