When Dusk Passes

Love Letter

****AZKA****

5 Years have passed since I decided to leave, achieve my dream and leave my beloved city. And of course leaving Liraku as well. Just thought of seeing her before I left, just saying goodbye.

But I was afraid, I couldn't look him in the eyes, and the Lira was already away from me. All those years I waited for her, waiting to hear what she felt like to me, but it seemed like it was just a waste, Lira never thought I existed, forever she would consider me just her best friend.

Finally I decided not to meet him at the last time we were together, had been tempted to come to him when he was busy taking pictures at our graduation event, but because my brother and I were chased by our departure flight at that time, I finally just passed.

I'm sorry, I give up, my best friend Ron says I'm too cowardly, I'm a coward, I give up too easily, or maybe I'm tired. I'm ashamed to keep chasing you who never flirted with Lira.

5 Years really never see you again, sometimes there is a longing in the inner chambers of the heart but quickly quaps. I tried to forget you, I tried.

The past 4 months, I've been engaged to the cousin sister of my sister-in-law, the image of a good person, I promise I will try to start with her, I promise, although at the beginning I had been frank with him that my feelings of love did not exist at all. But I'll try to start with him.

But suddenly Liraku came again, my heart shook violently to see him for the first time after 5 years had passed. The lira still remains the same, staying as sweet as ever. That taste, out of nowhere churned out was great. I miss him, I really miss him.

...

" Ka, Azka, you don't work today?" Mom woke me up while opening the curtains of the bedroom window.

"Again free buk." I answered lazily while opening the blanket.

" That's why help me get settled in the shed today. Soon you want to marry into items that are not kepake arranged aja in the warehouse." Saying mother while passing from room.

I followed my mother walking to the warehouse, picking up some cardboard boxes containing old books and stacking them in the corner of the warehouse, while trying to put together some scattered books and albums, I found a book wrapped in wrapping paper, it seemed never opened, judging by its shape, the paper cover of the card was still neat even though it was a lot of dust and a little worn.

I opened the wrapping paper in the book, I saw in it a pink book called La Tahzan. I remember very well this book is a book that I gave as a birthday gift to Lira when we were still sitting on the bench of High School.

But why is this book here, I open it page by page, there is a paper folded neatly in the middle of the page. I slowly opened the paper.

Deggs...

*To Ariza Dwi Azka Adyatma,

Hi my best friend,

I purposely wrote this, because I hope someday you can read it.

I was confused where to start. You know, I thought about how to talk to you, I thought about it for days, I finally decided I'd see you after graduation. I looked for you after the show was over, but I didn't find you, I kept looking until my legs were chafed. You tau?? I cried, I just wanted to say that I love you, why is it so hard. Well, I want to admit it, I like you, I love you. I don't know since when, I don't know.

Forgive me for taking so long to convince myself that this sense of friendship has turned into love.

Princess Khasanah Lira*.

Liraku, Lira wrote this for me?? I can't believe it, I read the letter many times, my eyes dewy withholding. I immediately picked up the wrapping paper and ran out looking for Mom. I saw that mom was putting together trinkets that had been junked into cardboard.

" Buk, I remember if anyone gave me this first ?" I showed the book and paper to my mother. A little while my mom tried to remember it, then she patted her own lid.

" Oh my goodness, this is from Lira. That's your best friend after college first. I forgot, astaghfirullah."

I was squeezed out, it turns out Lira loved me, she was looking for me when we graduated. So stupid.

" When Lira came home, she didn't know you were gone. He left this to my mother. I forgot to love you Ka. Oh my gosh, sorry Ka." Mom patted my shoulder.

I just nodded weakly as I continued to hold onto the paper from the Lira. I walked into the room, locked the door and lay down with my eyes closed.

So all this time Lira also liked me, I was stupid too quickly to decide to give up. Even I had made her cry, I should have met her when we were graduating first.

Aaaagrrh...

I grabbed my hair in frustration, I thought I was the only one who was sick, but Lira was much sicker. And he knows I'll soon marry his best friend. I'm really evil.

I grabbed my phone and pressed Citra's contact there. Not long after the phone was connected.

Azka: "Goodoo."

Image: "What's up, brother?"

Azka: "Cit, can you please send me Lira's number."

Image: "Mr Lira?"

Azka: "Yes Lira."

Image: "What's the matter with Lira?"

Azka: "There's a little need."

Image: "Oh yes, Citra will send the number."

Azka: "Please Cit, assalamualaikum."

Image: "Vaalaikumsalam."

Then the call was interrupted, before long Citra sent a message containing the phone number Lira. I called the number right away. Several times I tried to contact him, his number was active but never picked up.

...

Sunday is the day when the Lira is in order after a week struggling with her work in the campus, ranging from washing clothes, drying them, sweeping, to wiping the glass of her own room.

His sweat flowed, after drying his clothes and chatting for a while with about his cost, Lira went into the room, she took her cell phone. How surprised he was to see 15 missed calls from unknown numbers.

Lira immediately called back the number, her mind went where, she was afraid it was a call from her hometown, reported a bad news. Understand living abroad, away from relatives makes Lira always think about the state of the family there.

The phone was connected, a man's voice was heard at the other end.

" Assalamualaikum." Azka's voice sounded hoarse and heavy.

" Waalaikumsalam, sorry who am I talking to?" Ask Lira politely.

" Ra, it's Azka."

Deggs...

Deggs...

Deggs...

The heart of the lira feels like it wants to stop beating, after 5 years of not hearing the sound, now suddenly he is heard again. Once silent for a moment, then Lira can control herself.

" What's necessary?" Ask Lira coldly.

" Can we meet? there's something I want to talk about, Ra." Azka begged a little.

" Well, what are you talking about, suddenly wanting to meet?haven't you ever tried to meet me until you spoke to me?" Lira's words directly cornered Azka making the man silent a thousand languages.

" There is nothing to talk about Ka, even if you want to meet, invite the image of your future wife. I don't want any meetings behind Citra." Say flat Lira.

Then the Lira disconnected her phone unilaterally. Her tears flowed again. After all this time, why is Azka now. Wh why?

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