Women At the End of the Dusk

Airports

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Azalia is still here. At the cafe where Rafka said he was going to the Netherlands. Pop music that he played was not able to enjoy.

His gaze was empty on the outside with tears that never subsided. The sun began to pull over, but he did not seem to want to get out of his seat.

He was worried whether to prevent Rafka by telling about his household that had just begun a day ago or not. "Why should I bear all this, O God? Don't I deserve to be happy?" he murmured in the heart.

Breeze in the afternoon is able to fly some dry leaves from the branches of trees lined up next to cafes and shops owned by Azalia. The chirping of birds adds a comfortable impression to enjoy the atmosphere.

***

In a two-story minimalist house. A man had just woken up from his nap. He came out of the room and frowned to see his wife's suitcase still in place.

"Had he not come home yet? Is this really his nature? Always undisciplined," muttered Alham, then stepped into the kitchen on the lower floor.

Let his wife go home or not. He doesn't care.

***

It is different from Azalia and Alham. Rafka is currently packing with the help of the Mother. Not only that, in his room there is Rifki and also Cahya, the sister who continues to stick to him. The father has not returned from the company.

"Where are you going? Say the same Cahya. If you leave, who is Cahya?" The little girl was crying in Rafka's arms.

Rafka smiled, then stroked and kissed the top of his sister's head. "Sister went to study. Cahya who diligently studied so that she could catch up with Brother. If not, then school holidays can go there. It's still Rifki here too" Rafka said softly.

"No. Rifki nyebelin, Cahya color pencil time taken. Rifki's sister is also a pretty pretentious." The little girl glared at Rifki who was sitting on Rafka's bed while playing a game.

"Dih, you little prick. Rifki's sister is handsome, yes. Descendants of Father. Look, Dad's still handsome at his age. You two who do not know whose derivative," said Rifki continue to focus on his phone.

Suddenly he felt the atmosphere in his sister's room start to cool, exceeding the cold AC that was burning. He looked at the three people sitting in front of the closet.

The three's extremely sharp gaze made him scowl, then slowly got down from the mattress and immediately took the millipedes. "They were so cool, feeling again in the haunted house," he said as soon as he arrived outside the room.

***

The sun has returned to its content. Leave the twilight that is now beginning to darken. A straight-haired woman seemed to be walking like one who was losing her way. Don't know where to go.

A place was immediately present in his mind. Airport, he has to go there. Waiting for the arrival of Rafka who will leave tonight to the land of windmills.

***

After a long wait. The man who was waiting finally arrived. His heart was like it stopped beating looking at one large suitcase carried by Rifki.

As he squeezed his chest, he sobbed behind his mask and sunglasses. He was eager to get close to Rafka, but he suddenly had no courage.

"You're fine there, yeah. Do not forget to tell your mother when she arrives. Continue to be patient with Mother," said Mother Raya while hugging her eldest child. The middle-aged woman's tears could not be dammed anymore.

Rafka returns a hug from the woman who gave birth to her. He kissed gently on the forehead of the woman who had his paradise. "That's for sure, Bun. Mother also take good care of herself," said Rafka. "Ki, take care of Mother, Father, same Cahya, yes. Brother trusts them with you" he told Rifki.

"Ready." He saluted like he was taking orders from the commander.

Rafka then hugged her father. "You must be strong, Ka. I believe in you. Learn well there, you will replace Dad later. Rifki where to believe," joked Azka's father.

"Oh, you doubt me? That's really nasty, Dad. Never mind, I'm going home sa–aduh, ouch. It hurts, Bun." Rifki rubbed his ear which was picked up by the mother.

"Stay in place and don't go anywhere!" the decree of the Mother Kingdom while glaring makes Rifki's guts instantly shrivel.

Cahya, the little girl who also took the delivery chuckled at the behavior of her second brother.

"Hi, princes. Don't you want to hug Brother?" Rafka turns there Cahya while stretching his hands and immediately greeted by Cahya.

"So don't forget Cahya's phone, yeah." The little girl looked up at her sister.

"Surely." Rafka kisses Cahya's head. "Already, yeah. My plane is leaving. You study hard. Brother loves you," he continued.

They all let Rafka go, not least Azalia who stood not far from them. His heart was heavy to let Rafka go, but he already had a life of his own.

He ran away and out of the airport. Meanwhile, Rafka who accidentally saw felt familiar with the figure. 'What is Azalia? If so, since when was Azalia here?' his inner.

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