Women At the End of the Dusk

Women At the End of the Dusk
Accident



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..."My stupidity is to hurt you in such a way. However, your apologies are always sincere. I'm the reason we have to separate forever."...


...-alham Wijaya-...


A round-eyed woman seemed to enjoy the orange sparkle in the blue sky from the balcony of the room on the second floor. A piece of wind caressed the heartless soul.


Azalia stretched out her hands while looking up and closed her eyes. Enjoying the baby's gentle caress until unconscious, that there had been someone behind his back who was mengawum smile.


It accelerated when a pair of hands wrapped around its stomach. His face turned to the side and for a moment he was happy and confused. Was the man who hugged her the husband? How thought.


"M–Mas?" Azalia stuttered.


"Yes, honey," said Alham.


"Is this really you?" Azalia is still in her confused mode.


"So, who? A ghost? Such a handsome man is ghost time," licked Alham.


A brief kiss on Azalia's cheek could not hold back the appearance of a red hue that met. Alham then explained that his work had been completed and deliberately went home without giving news because he wanted to give a surprise.


Azalia felt happy then turned around and hugged the husband full of longing. The two hugged with a backdrop of stunning twilight. Looking forward to a night filled with stars.


...***...


The dream of a husband and wife is to live together to build a household early on. Alham and Azalia.


Tonight the air is no longer as cold as yesterday because of the warmth from the crib Azalia. They both went home and enjoyed their time together.


"Mas, I want to ask you something" Azalia said suddenly.


"Ask what?"


Both are in bed, telling stories before finally anchored in the flow of each dream.


"You want to have a child?"


"Let's remember, I should have had children. But, I don't want to force you, honey. I don't want you to be burdened by my will." Alham reviewed the smile while rubbing his wife's soft cheeks.


"I .. willing to sincerely give you your due, Mas. I can't be selfish, either" said Azalia, full of regret.


"Have you loved me, Azalia Atmadja? I wouldn't have done it if it wasn't for love."


"I love you, Mas. Long before you loved me."


As if there was a splendor in the heart of Alham to hear the words of Azalia. This time he really fell. Yes ... fall to the bottom of the valley of love for the wife. The love that he had long built up first as the foundation of his household and at this time, the foundation was getting stronger because it had worked together.


The night is getting late, the sunah that should have been done long ago is delayed only because of their own selfishness. However, now both have actually become husband and wife there is generally. Knitting happiness and trying to strengthen the word between each other.


The moon perched in the dark sky and the expanse of stars witnessed a pair of children adam who was drunk with romance.


"Honey, I met Rafka in the Netherlands."


The two hugged each other in the dimness of the sleeping lights that illuminated their room.


Azalia looked up at her husband. "Then?"


Next to Alham's eyebrows he heard Azalia's response. Azalia should have been more curious because she had not seen Azalia communicate with her former students for a long time.


"He still can't seem to forget you. I'm asking you for help, don't leave me, okay? If there is something you do not like to say, do not hold," said Alham softly.


"Mas, he's my past. My present and future are you. We complement each other, Mom. Guide me, rebuke me if I am wrong, too" Azalia explained.


...***...


A week passed, this afternoon Azalia wanted to surprise by delivering food to her husband. He only stopped for a while in his shop and then drove on a motorcycle among the crowded streets of the capital.


His little heart was very happy to imagine the smiling face of the husband welcoming his arrival in the office. He hopes that this small right can add to the strong bond of love in the heart of Alham.


Along the way, he unceasingly commented on the smile despite the severe traffic jam. Wait patiently even though the sun feels stinging burning skin coupled with the noise of other vehicles and pollution scattered everywhere. Not unable to take a taxi, but he just wanted to get there quickly.


About twenty minutes drive, Azalia finally arrived at the towering tall building. The employees who knew the wife of the boss came immediately lowered their heads in salute.


"Don't be like that. You guys are too much" Azalia said as she sat at the reception desk.


"Sorry, Mom. But, it is our duty to work here. You want to meet Mr Alham can go straight to the top or want to be accompanied?" hail the receptionist.


"May if you are not busy. But, Mr Alham is there, right? Or again outside considering that it is now half an hour and a half," said Azalia looking at the clock in her hand.


"Sir Alham is still in his room for now, Mom. You can go upstairs between the OB's, "pointing the receptionist to the OB who just passed by.


Azalia's exact steps led her to the room where now she knew her husband was still there. An increasingly expanding smile indicates that he is really impatient to meet his beloved husband.


Without knocking on the door first, he immediately opened the door of Alham's room after being left by OB. How shocked Azalia saw the scene in front of her that was so stifling chest that her hands were not strong enough to hold the bushel she was holding.


Alham the husband, looks like he is kissing with a woman who is very familiar in the eyes of Azalia. Her tears shed along with the pain that was so intensely waiting for her chest.


Meanwhile, Alham who heard a noise coming from the door immediately pushed the woman standing in front of him violently and saw who made the noise.


"Honey," said Alham.


The man in the black shirt was shocked to see his wife standing in the doorway crying. Food on the floor.


"Dear, listen to me. It's not what you think it is. I can explain everything." Alham drew near, but Azalia's hand was raised in a sign that Alham would be silent.


He looked at Alham with disappointment. He never imagined this would happen before. "Since when?" He looked at me with the same look.


"Honey, what since when. I have nothing to do with him." Alham tried to get closer. However, the sharp gaze he got from his wife so he chose silence back.


Azalia turned to look at the woman in front of her. Tight clothes with skirts above the knees, as well as a slightly exposed top part made her clamp down firmly. How heartbroken it is to imagine the husband doing nothing with the woman who is now highlighting him with a look of disdain.


Unable to bear it, he ran out and down the streets with endless tears. His love, his hope, has been shattered. He remembered Rafka at the time.


Could this be how that man felt before? Stabbed by an invisible sharp object cruelly. Feeling the endless lines of indecision tear the heart until Rafka chooses to stay away. Many questions were lodged in his mind about Rafka. But he did not dare to say.


Azalia who was overwhelmed with feelings of destruction, did not care about the surroundings. A lack of caution makes accidents inevitable. He floated four meters away from where he felt a violent impact on his body.


Alham who saw him shocked to see his wife became a victim of a collision. He ran to his bloodied wife screaming and crying.


"Darling, wakeup. Don't leave me, please. Ii'm sorry. Azalia woke up," Alham roared as she patted the wife's face, her eyes closed.


'My folly is to hurt you in such a way. However, your apologies are always sincere. I'm the reason we have to separate forever.' Rafka regrets what happened between them from the first time they got married.


As if the sky was collapsing, rumbling began to sound along with the overcast clouds circling the sky. Alham was completely destroyed, he did not know what to do because he had to return to the Divine lap in a tragic way.


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


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but this story is just one more part is coming to an end, yeah.


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