Women At the End of the Dusk

The Long Distance Relationship

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..."He said, longing will melt after meeting. In fact, this longing got more and more uncontrollable after meeting."...

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Two hours passed, Azalia was calmed by Alham. But, they Azalia still felt at home in the arms of her husband. "Darling, if it's like this, when do I pack my clothes?" ask Alham.

Azalia shook her arms and even more tightened her embrace and drowned her face in the chest of the husband's field. Inhaling the masculine scent that made him linger with the position.

"How long are you going to be gone?" Azalia's indistinct voice made Alham chuckle.

"What are you talking about, anyway?" tanyakanya.

Azalia looked up, leaning her chin on her husband's chest, and asked, "How long have you been there?"

"Fast three days, no later than a week. It's okay, isn't it?" Azalia nodded in return.

"Kok, he answered that? You're not going to miss me? Will I go that long?" Alham pretended to sulk and released his embrace on Azalia's body.

"You're funny that way" Azalia chuckled. "I don't really want you to go either. But, it's your responsibility. I can do what if Papa asks. Now we'll set your clothes."

That fast Azalia forgot about the problem that had befallen them just a moment ago. He then went to the closet followed by Alham behind him.

Azalia laughed at seeing her husband like a chick following her mother everywhere. "Aren't you tired of keeping up? Sit down, gih," Azalia said, staring at her husband from behind a mirror attached to a dresser.

Alham shook his head, then hugged the woman who had filled the space of his heart tightly. His face implied wistfully. "Let me hug you. Continue your activities" he said.

"Loh, I'll have trouble moving" Azalia argued.

"No, it's."

Azalia resigned and no longer reply because it is useless. Alham will not just let go. He tried to move even though it was a little difficult to feel and it lasted for an hour.

"Papa's phone." Alham showed me his phone right in front of Azalia's face.

"Ih, don't get too close either" Azalia said.

Alham chuckles. "Start, yeah."

Azalia nodded and returned busy preparing the clothes that her husband would wear. "What did Papa say, Mas?" azalia asked as soon as she saw Alham finished calling.

"Papa said, I have to leave at four to the airport. There is still an hour to prepare" replied Alham.

"Yes, already. Now that you take a shower, I'm going to the kitchen to prepare some food. You should eat before you leave."

"All right."

Alham went straight into the bathroom. Meanwhile, Azalia headed for the kitchen as she said.

...***...

The airport will bear witness to Azalia and Alham's farewell. It was as if a cloud was ready to drop rain. Alham seemed heavy leaving the wife even for the sake of work.

Whose heart is not heavy, after passing through the full moon they must separate for a while. Of course there is a longing that will overflow asking to yawn.

The shedding tears forming a straight line from the corner of Azalia's eyes signified she had truly loved her husband, but was reluctant to reveal. "Good health there. Let me know when you arrive" said Azalia.

"definitely. You too, yeah. Don't stay home alone, I'm worried. I won't be long, don't cry." Alham's outstretched hand removed the clear melt that seeped from the corner of Azalia's brown netra.

...***...

Just a few hours apart, Azalia felt a great loneliness. Gigil stabs more, but is ignored because fret is growing when it has not received news from the husband.

He understood, a trip to the Netherlands does not take a little time. However, he began to enter the maze of longing that either since when it was created and maybe there will be a fire of love that smoldering as if not to be extinguished.

The night was getting late, Azalia could not close her eyes even for a minute. He kept looking at his phone, but there was no sign of his heart. Yes, Azalia has admitted that her heart has been tethered to her former lecturer.

The gray-white room owned by her husband witnessed that he had been overcome by longing that excited to meet.

Early in the morning, the tangle of strings coming from a flat object on the side made Azalia have to wake up. "Hello," she said in a typical wake-up voice.

"Morning, honey. haven't you woken up yet? I'm a nuisance, dong."

The familiar voice instantly made Azalia open her eyes immediately. The voice he missed last night. "Why are you telling me?" sulking.

"Thanks for the video call."

Finally, the taste that last night burst is now a little extinct. A lot of Azalia wanted to say, but her tongue felt like she was just missing. "Wake up and sleep still looks beautiful. It was so comfortable in bed." The words from Alham made Azalia unable to resist the red hue met, as well as the smile that continued to want to terkulum.

"Sorry, yeah. I just ngabarin because it just arrived, too" said Alham.

"It's okay, Mommy."

Morning Mentari is now a witness of two people who both enter the labyrinth full of love. The cloudy cloud that covered Azalia's heart had now become extinct instantly with only a warm chatter between the two.

"Darling, I've only been separated for a few hours it feels like I've missed. Do you miss me too?"

Like there are thousands of butterflies that fill the room where Azalia is now. The words of Alham were able to enliven his once lonely heart.

"me too. Hurry home," said Azalia.

Gayung together, the soul of Alham also enliven joy and happiness beyond measure. The heart that he initially thought was difficult to knock, in fact, is now starting to open slowly. A belief embedded in the hope that has been offered through the strands of prayer.

...***...

Two days passed by so quickly, and Azalia and Alham were always preaching. Alham's smile continued to flutter as if not to be extinguished even though the night was getting late.

"Darling, you're sleeping, yeah. It's late there, isn't it? Especially you said last night not feeling well." Alham was worried about the health of his wife who often complained of pain.

Instead of agreeing, Azalia cried. He said, "Hurry home. I can't hold back this long." The longing that restrained her for two days was truly agonizing.

"Patience, yes. The work will be done, though. I miss you too, dear." Alham began to change his calling.

The ticking moment becomes a filler room that feels empty because the puja is far from the deck. I can't wait to evaporate the taste that has been creeping fill the trough of the heart.

The stars faded, the crescent moon that had hung covered with cloud cloud. It didn't take long, the rain was heard. Falling down to wet the earth.

Azalia had fallen asleep because the drowsiness that attacked her was very strong. Meanwhile, Alham was also drifting in a dream cradle amid a crashing longing.

...to be continued.........

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