Women At the End of the Dusk

Alham Arrived by Ex

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A few months later, Azalia and Rafka had legitimately held Bachelor of Management degrees with the best grades.

All the family members of the graduates are very happy, not least the Rafka family who attended all of them.

But that did not happen to Azalia. He stood in front of the graduation hall while looking in all directions. He hoped someone would come and congratulate him.

Rafka is still in the building with her family due to an affair that Azalia herself does not know.

He had been standing for an hour, but there was no sign of his hope coming. Her tears dripped down the face that had been described as supernatural as possible by MUA.

Without him noticing, there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind the black glasses not far from him. That man was none other than his father. 'Congratulations, Son. Finally, you have become a scholar. Hopefully the knowledge you get can be useful for many people. Sorry, Papa didn't dare to meet you. Papa will try slowly to heal this wound in order to love you without any shadow of the past,' the middle-aged man's mind and called one of the graduates to leave a bouquet of flowers to Azalia.

Azalia who accepted it, was confused. "Sorry, but who's this from, huh?" tanyakanya.

"From someone standing under the tree there," pointed the graduate toward where the man was standing.

Azalia followed the direction of her partner's index finger, but her eyes did not catch the figure that gave the flower.

"Thank you, yes," he said later.

"Who is this from?" he stared at the white lilies and decorated with a few small pink flowers.

"Lia, what are you doing? Who is this from?" asked Rafka when she was next to the blue girl.

"don't know. Suddenly someone was giving. He said from someone under the tree. But, I looked around no one was staring at me. Oh, yeah, is it done with the business?"

"It has. Let's take pictures first, yuk. Just like my family. I know why you're standing here. Instead of you here, we better go to the photo studio. Forget those who forget you. Especially Sesil, today he has not graduated. Maybe it was karma for them. Come on," Rafka said and pulled Azalia into the photo studio.

During a few steps, Azalia accidentally met face-to-face with her guidance lecturer, Mr. Alham. The girl gave a smile despite being replied with a flat expression.

Today is Alham's last day on campus, he will start dabbling in the business world. Leaving behind his dreams that he had not long ago wrestled.

The father kept pressing and he promised. If he makes a mistake being a lecturer, he must return home and will become the leader of the company.

Azalia did not take a headache and continued to step with Rafka.

***

Alham had been looking serious in front of his laptop for a month. His fingers seemed nimble to press each button on the laptop.

It's not hard for him to adapt to a new work environment.

For a few minutes, there was a knock on the door. "Come in" he said without taking his eyes off.

"Hi, busy, huh?"

That voice sounded familiar to Alham. He looked up, making sure that his hearing was not wrong. Exactly, as expected.

"What are you coming here for?" ask Alham coldly. He refocused on his work.

"I want to meet you. Can we talk for a second?" ask Sintia.

"I'm busy. The exit is the same." Alham continued to struggle with the laptop, no matter if the woman who has the status of the wife of the man will be angry.

"I ...."

"Get out I said!" Alham looked at the woman with emotion.

Sintia's tapered cheeks were wet with tears. He could not believe that Alham would be angry with his presence. Though he came well, he could not tell me well anyway.

"Darling? What are you doing here?" Unexpectedly, Andre would come to Alham's office.

Sintia quickly wiped away her tears, but Andre first saw her. "Why you?" ask Andre.

Sintia was silent not daring to answer. Likewise with Alham. "Darling, answer me! Why are you here and why are you crying?" Silence is the situation today.

Andre turned to his cousin. "Alham, what's going on? Why are you quiet?" his pedicab.

Alham exhaled a coarse breath, then said with a flat expression, "There's nothing."

Alham's heart ached again to hear the woman he loved was called wife by someone else and that person was his own cousin. It felt like he was shouting saying that in Sintia's heart there was still love for him, but it was impossible. Because he saw Andre loved Sintia very much.

Let the wound be the only one who feels it. Seeing how Andre also loved himself very much like a brother and sister.

"Ask him. What's the matter Brother came here?" Still with a flat expression, Alham tried to control himself so as not to get out of control.

"No business with you. But, later on, my brother. Tia, let's go home!" Andre feels something is wrong between his wife and Alham.

"Well! Why can't I still make peace with my heart!? Why must Sintia be his wife!" raung Alham punched the wall of his office after the departure of Andre and his wife.

Blood flowed from the knuckles of his hands he did not care. The pain was not comparable to the heartache he felt until now.

****

At lunchtime, Alham still did not move in place and just stared at the picture of him and Sintia who were in the mall.

"How can I forget you? Should I ask my parents to match me to another woman? Or do I have to get away from this country?" muttered.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Lake in!" Alham immediately kept his phone in his pants pocket.

"Sir, when do I publish for lockers to be secretary?" ask the head of HRD.

"Fastly. If necessary at this time" said Alham coldly.

"Good, Sir. Then excuse me."

Alham answered deheman only. Then, he asked OB to buy food and bring it to his room.

***

In the evening, Alham decided to go to the apartment and order an alcoholic drink. During his life, only this time he would touch that illicit item.

Three bottles of drink had been used up, Alham lying helplessly on the sofa of the living room of his apartment. Sometimes he murmured to say the name Sintia.

"Tia, why would you make me like this" he murmured.

Her tears were shed without being asked. But sometimes he laughs. Maybe you're laughing at a fate that's not on his side.

The ringing of mobile phones harassed men who were affected by alcohol. He cursed before finally answering the call.

"Hello" he said in a drunken voice.

"Hello, Alham? It's you, isn't it, son?" ask the person across who is none other than his mother.

Alham cleared up in response. "Ma, why does it have to be this sick, anyway?" alham asked in a stammering voice and came back crying. "Why, Ma? Why should I? What's wrong?" continued.

The mother who heard became worried. "What's wrong with you, son? Where are you now?" tanyakanya.

"I? I'm again in .. apartment. Yes, my private apartment." Alham laughed like an insane person and it made his mother worry more.

Without a second thought, her mother hung up the phone and called her husband to Alham's apartment.

Upon arrival, he immediately screamed to see the state of the child just his puppet. "O Allah, Alhaaam. What are you doing!? Enough, Son! Enough's enough!" his roar while taking a glass containing the illegal drink.

Her tears washed the bottles. His eyes looked at the husband who was silent. "It's all Papa's fault! Had Papa married them maybe this wouldn't have happened" he exclaimed.

"Papa? Hahaha, Papa this wound is enough to drive me almost crazy. Crying and laughing at the same time" Alham said, closing his eyes. His head started to get dizzy, but he tried to find where his papa was.

"Hi, Pa. Papa why stay there? Come on, come here, Pa. Laugh at this stupid Papa boy. Foolish for obeying Papa's desire to go out of town. Papa won, Pa. I've now become a leader in Papa's company. That's what Papa wants, isn't it?" Alham said, then fainted due to not being strong enough to resist dizziness due to alcohol.

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