When Dusk Passes

Azka Sick

Both of them enjoyed it in silence. Cut the distance between them. Azka inhaled the scent of the Lira's body deeply as if she no longer wanted to let go. But then the Lira's consciousness returned. He immediately pushed Azka's body slowly.

His heart was pounding uncontrollably, with the rest of his consciousness at his disposal, Lira opened the car door and ran through the darkness of the night. Azka looked at the silhouette of Lira's body that was starting to move away. He randomized his hair in frustration, his watery eyes holding the poignant in his chest. Then drive the car at high speed.

...

One thing Lira knew was that regret was painful. He regrets why he never answered Azka, never opened up with his own feelings.

He continued to hang Azka's feelings, it was only natural that the man thought that Lira only considered him as a friend and chose to leave, seriously. Like the song Rossa.

*You loved me before

You wanted me before

Although there was never an answer

Didn't mean you left me

Now you go away

Now you leave me

When I started expecting you

And please forgive me

I'm sorry for making you cry

And let's choose another

But never lie about your destiny

Love, it's best for you

Don't you remember me anymore

I'm not for you

Even if I ask for your heart

Never leave him to me*.

...

The image was still palpating his already beating irregularly, his breathing hunting. Tears? don't ask, it has been drying up since.

Initially Citra intended to spend the night inosan Lira, so that night he went to the Lira boarding house using his motorbike, just now he wanted to turn at the intersection of the Lira boarding gang. He saw Azka's car parked right on the edge of the alley.

Image hesitated to advance his motorbike, he was still weighing, before long he saw Azka and Lira get into the car. But the car does not move alias silent in place. What the hell are they doing? mind Imagery.

The image settles near the car.He stands right near the steering door while bending his body. Clenching his ears he heard the conversation between the two people he loved.

His heart kept racing, hearing every sentence from inside the car that deeply shook his soul. His feelings are mixed not because of. Finally he retreated slowly, approaching his motorbike back which he had patted on the edge of the wall and turned around.

Image back to his home. It is very human to be angry at this time. Which woman is not hurt when she knows that the man she will marry loves another woman. But the exception to the Lira, the Lira is a woman who is very dear to Citra.

As an only child, Citra had been used to living alone since childhood, no roommates, no objects to joke about, no friends venting at home and no friends fighting for grabbing things.

Well, he's alone, no brother and no sister. Her slightly introverted personality makes it hard to have close friends. But as if God had given from the sky, came the cheerful figure of the Lira. Lira with a million charms is able to fill the days of Citra.

The image as if getting an older sister figure in Lira, he can be spoiled, can vent, and can share. If only the woman Azka liked wasn't Lira. Sure Citra will go berserk right then and there, but this is Lira.

Citra was quite surprised to hear that Lira gave Azka to her. Instead of begging to ask for Azka's heart, Lira instead advised Azka to never leave Citra.

What to do, while his marriage to Azka is only a few weeks away. Should he be selfish with pretending not to know about what has happened ?

...

Today as usual, Lira left for campus riding her motorbike. Maybe today he will be a little busy, Lira began to submit a letter to move her duties.

As a Civil Servant in the Ministry of Health, it is quite difficult to apply for a move on a personal proposal rather than a recommendation. But even though it is predicted to take a long time, Lira still try it.

Seeing the Lira who had been busy on her own, Citra approached her.

" Sir, what was busy ?" The image of walking to the Lira's desk.

" This is Cit, mbak want to move the task, it turns out a bit complicated also the flow." Complain Lira.

Mommy want to move??

Is it because I mbak? So you chose to go ?

" Mad just want to be close to mom and dad in Cit, they're old." Said Lira while smiling at Citra.

That's just your excuse, right??

You really want to get away from us, right??

I make sure mbak won't go mbak.

"Is that the only reason? no other reason?" Look at Citra full of sightseeing.

Just react to the behavior of Citra makes Lira flutter and go awry. The imitation of Citra's hand and grasped it tightly.

" There's no other reason for a loving image, believe me." Lira assured Citra, even though it was not all true. Well, Lira wants to go away from the life of the real Image.

...

Today Azka did not go to work, her head was dizzy since morning, plus her stomach was nauseous. I don't know how many times he vomited his stomach.Cold sweat kept flowing. Because his condition is weak and looks worse. Mom took him to the hospital.

Arriving at the Hospital, Azka must be treated and not advised for outpatient as Azka requests. Eventually so he lay weak as a patient with an intravenous needle impaled on the back of his right hand.

Azka's eldest brother, Kevin and his wife came to see Azka's condition.

" Yes, how the hell is Ka. The bride-to-be for drop." Kevin sat down on the side of Azka's bed.

Azka just curled her lips. Honestly, his head still felt heavy.

"Do you know yet?" Kevin said as he looked at his youngest brother.

Azka just shook her head weakly. Shortly Kevin came out of the treatment room while holding his mobile phone in his ear.

Lira still clasped Citra's hand as the phone in the blezer pocket of Citra shook, the girl opened it.

" Hello, Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

" What's up Kevin ? Curious image, why would his sister-in-law call.

" Want to tell Cit, Azka was treated at RS X." Kevin's voice was across the phone.

" Azka's sister is sick? What pain bang?"

"Typoid equals magh too." Said Kevin.

"Thank you bang, Citra's right there." Citra disconnected the phone.

" What's the matter Cit ?" Lira scrunched her forehead.

" Kak Azka is sick, Citra wants to go there. This morning Citra had no schedule" Citra rushed over while picking up her bag.

Azka's sick? last night was fine. Benak Lira's.

...

Citra enters Azka's room with Cecil's wife Kevin. Cecil was deliberately waiting for him in the front lobby. He saw Azka's handsome face that looked pale. Azka was sleeping when Citra sat by her side.

" Azka is like that, if a lot of thoughts start to drop." Mom opened the conversation.

" Most think marriage preparation is possible." Cecil retaliated.

You're wrong, which is actually Azka's sister thinking about Lira until she got sick like this.

The image stared intensely at Azka who was lying weakly.

" Eh, by the way, marriage preparation. You guys signed up for the wedding, right? the problem is only 2 weeks away, afraid to pick up later." Kevin frisked.

" Not yet." Imagery shook.

" But it seems we married religiously only then bang, which office file will be proposed, given the condition of Azka's sister like this." Imagery.

" If so later you have not been recorded in the country file as a member's wife you know Cit." Cecil.

"Yes no papa mbak, the important thing is recorded in the marriage book later ." Answer Citra with a thin smile.

Azka had not opened her eyes until Citra came home, before Citra said goodbye to mother and promised to accompany her to look after Azka tonight, while Kevin and Cecil had gone home first.

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