Women At the End of the Dusk
Duskist
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..."Bad people are made of good people who are hurt."...
...-azalia Atmadja-i...
Azalia locked the door as soon as she arrived at the room she ordered without Alham's knowledge. The words of Alham continued to ring in his ears.
"I can't be happy just yet, it could be that this is his plan with Sesil. Make me fall in love, then get dumped after everything works out. If that happens, it is certain that I will be the saddest man on earth" he murmured.
Not wanting to bother further, he chose to arrange his clothes and spread on the mattress while staring at the ceiling. "Bad people are made of good people who are hurt." He then picked up the sound so that later in the afternoon he could wake up soon to enjoy the twilight on Bunaken Island.
***
A woman was writhing her body as she slipped she heard a knock on the door. "Who, anyway?" muttered.
"Who?" his yell.
"I'm a tour guide here" said the man outside.
Azalia immediately saw the clock on her phone and she just remembered that she asked a tour guide at four in the afternoon.
"You please wait a minute, I want to get ready." Azalia went straight to the bathroom to clean her body after the man said yes. He deliberately did not call Alham because he did not want to remember the incident a few moments ago.
***
"Speaking about attractions in North Sulawesi as if there will be no end. If you visit the northern island of Sulawesi, it will be less if you do not set foot on the island of Bunaken, which is part of the Bunaken National Park, a conservation area designated by the Minister of Forestry in 1991. This place becomes a paradise for divers because of its enchanting underwater nature." The tour guide began to explain about Bunaken Island as they strolled on the very beautiful pier. "You definitely won't regret visiting here" he continued.
"In 1991? Well, it's been a while, yeah. But, I salute the people here because they are able to maintain the beauty of this place. I'm sure our grandchildren will still be able to enjoy the beauty." They continued to follow where Azalia wanted to go.
"Well, oh, yeah, you want to try diving?" ask Rama—get on his name tag.
"I can't swim" Azalia said shyly. "For his service thank you. You can come back," he added.
"Okay, enjoy the day, ma'am." Rama left Azalia, who was staring straight ahead.
The expanse of blue sea water, as well as an orange scarf that will soon show its true color makes Azalia feel at home there. In a place quite far from the inn.
***
Meanwhile, Alham was already panicking knowing his wife was not in his room. He's been looking around for an hour since they didn't meet. He also took a cell phone to call his wife.
"Ah, fuck! I don't have his number anymore. What kind of husband am I!" messing up your hair feels frustrated.
He decided to go back to his wife's room which was not locked. He looked around and found Azalia's phone in bed. "Gosh, how am I supposed to do this? Where are you going, anyway?" muttered.
Not wanting to linger in his mind for long, he decided to go looking again. "I'm sure he must be around. There's no way he's gone while the stuff is all here" he said.
***
The sun began to pull over, Azalia still standing on the fence pem pier while enjoying the breeze of the wind caressing her body.
"Please. Not good to see people." Azalia tries to let go of the hand when she finds out who the owner is.
However, the more he tried the stronger the hand hugged him. Finally, he resigned, fighting harder is also free.
"Why don't you bring me here? Why go alone?" lirih Alham while dipping the top of Azalia's head whose hair was broken.
"Pengen aja."
"You knew? I found you around the inn and it turns out you're here. Next time don't worry me, your phone is also you stay."
Azalia nodded as she did not want to ruin her recently calm mood. He looked down, many coral reefs that lived beautifully. If only he could swim, he would be able to enjoy it directly without having to use a boat.
Yes, he intends to enjoy the beauty of the underwater using the boat alone on tomorrow.
Alham put his chin on Azalia's left shoulder. "Have you eaten?"
Azalia. 'If only from the beginning you could have accepted this marriage. Maybe I can enjoy this atmosphere comfortably, ' Inner Azalia.
Azalia immediately wiped away the tears that had flowed.
Alham immediately turned his wife's body when he saw it. "You cry? Wh why? Is there something wrong with me? Or are there words that offend you? Please forgive me, I do not intend to," said Alham as he stared softly at the beautiful face in front of him.
"I'm okay." Azalia turned back to Alham.
"It's okay that woman must have been nothing. If you don't want to tell a story, that's your right. I will not force anything from you, whatever it is," Alham said, hugging Azalia from behind.
"I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry."
The two words were muttered by Alham that afternoon. Azalia doesn't know what to do. The other side of him wants them to start from the beginning, but the other side does not want that.
Under the orange sky on Bunaken Island, Azalia enjoyed the anxiety and warmth of her husband's embrace.
...to be continued ........
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8 Shawwal 1444 H/2023 M
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