Women At the End of the Dusk

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..."I won't let my girl get hurt. Whatever it is for her I'm willing, even if I have to take my life."...

...-rafka Sanjaya-...

In a two-story house that looked luxurious, a middle-aged woman was thinking of something while holding her phone.

"Is it true that Rafka has a boyfriend? Kok, it feels strange Rafka has a boyfriend, yes," he murmured thinking hard. "Ah, mending me check directly, mumpung Mas Azka again work and children again school. Rafka said which hospital the girl was in, huh? Duh, it is very difficult to live with a brain not strong to remember gini. Mending I get ready as usual, just remember again." Bunda Raya immediately rushed to her room while remembering the place mentioned by her son a moment ago.

The woman with three children still looks like an ABG child, even though she is almost forty years old. Rafka refused to come to campus, so it is better to go to his son-in-law even though he forgot which hospital.

"Sir Mercy, where's Mr Darson?" Bunda Raya approached a thick mustachioed man in a brown uniform, almost the same as a police uniform that was in a post near the fence of the house.

"Kang Darson hasn't returned from taking Non Cahya, Mom. Soon it may arrive here," replied Mr. Grace as security at the house.

Shortly after, the roar of a car entered the yard. Bunda Raya immediately approached asking to be delivered to a hospital that he himself had forgotten.

"Mom, where are we going to the hospital? This is not the case if you want to go for a walk, Mom," said Mr. Darson.

"Duh, Mr. Darson shut up first. I also think again in which hospital," upset Mother Kingdom still continues to think.

The car was running very slowly due to the request of the employer. Luckily the traffic jam has been unraveling since half an hour ago as it has now shown everyone's working hours. There are only a few riders still passing by.

"Mom, just mending Mas Rafka's phone. Instead of us walking either way to the hospital where. Yeah, right?" mr. Darson's proposal that does not show too much frustration for fear of being fired.

Mother Kingdom does not approve or reject the suggestion, but she prefers to keep thinking. If he contacts Rafka, surely the child will be upset with him who often forgets even though he is not fifty years old.

"The Scholar's Hospital isn't it, is it?" lirih Bunda Raya. "Eh, yes, right. Scholar Hospital, VIP Rose Room. His name is ... What's his name, huh? What's his name, Mr Darson?" he asked the driver.

Mr. Darson, who was sitting on the steering wheel of the car, looked confused at his employer through the rearview mirror hanging in the car. "Mother is not wrong to ask me? Where do I know her name, Grandmother Sanjaya," furious Mr. Darson.

Plaque!

The sound of a blow to the shoulder was heard along with Mr. Darson complaining of pain. His hand rubbed the part of his body that was hit.

"You're making my authority disappear, Mr. Darson. Oh, no, not much drama. Now we go to the Scholar Hospital. Later can be asked there what the name of the girl is," said Bunda Raya.

The four-wheeled vehicle then drove through a seemingly deserted road to the hospital where Azalia was being treated.

***

The youth in blue shirt walked towards the room where he would face the consequences of yesterday's incident.

The students he passed by kept whispering deafening ears, but still trying to ignore. Not infrequently there are also those who admire his good looks.

Rafka has prepared himself to accept all forms of consequences of what he does. Moreover, he will be expelled, so Azalia will be brought along. Don't want her to feel alone on this campus.

When he was about to arrive at the intended room, his neutrals looked at the figure of the lecturer who he hated. Who else if not Mr. Alham. The two pairs of eyes stared at each other intently, as if killing each other with an invisible sword.

Mr. Alham cleared his throat, then left the young man who became his student standing at the door before finally following.

"Rafka, where are your parents?" ask Mr. Anis.

"They're busy, sir," replied Rafka coldly.

The normally warm young man in his family turned one hundred and eighty degrees when faced with this matter.

There was a rough sigh heard from Mr. Anis, as an intermediary and decision maker in this matter. "Honestly Rafka, I'm very disappointed with you. You are among the outstanding students at this campus. But, only because of the problem of students who fainted, your sense of courtesy to the lecturer is lost," said Mr. Anis.

"Father says it's just because a student fainted? Sir, if the lecturer who is in the classroom immediately immediately helps, yesterday's incident I can make sure it will not happen. But, what's the evidence? The lecturer was relaxed. Maybe feel handsome? If so, I don't think all college students will look the same way towards him. Everyone's perspective is different." Rafka doesn't believe in this he's blamed.

Obviously there are others who are more guilty. His eyes stared fiercely at the silent Mr. Alham with no expression and no defense. His hands clenched tightly trying to hold back the emotions that had been lodged in his chest and at any moment could explode.

Mr. Alham who was beside him felt insinuated by Rafka's long sentence. But, he was silent with an expressionless face. Inwardly, the twenty-nine-year-old lecturer confirmed what the young man had said. But he is proud to say it.

"Already, already. Yesterday Mr. Alham had me interrogated. It is with a heavy heart that I must inform my decision. For you Rafka, you are suspended for two weeks and Mr Alham, you are also suspended for a month. No rejection and please come out. I hope this is the first and last time. If it happens again, don't blame me if you get kicked out of this college." Mr. Anis so firmly explained. He still thought that the incident was not so fatal that it resulted in them being expelled.

Some lecturers who were present in the room also felt disappointed by the actions of Mr. Alham and Rafka.

The handsome lecturer like a Chinese artist sighed heavily. He is sure, after this he will no longer be able to tread on a campus that is only a few months he occupied his work. His fingers and heart must be strengthened to prepare a letter of resignation.

The two separated after arriving at the door. However, before that Rafka still had time to lift his cynical gaze.

'I'm not gonna let my girl get hurt. Whatever it is for her I'm willing, even if I have to take my life, Rafka's inner self as she steps towards the parking lot.

***

The whitewashed building with a fountain pool in front of it welcomes the black netra belonging to the Mother Kingdom. The writing of the Scholar Hospital with a row of colorful flowers is so beautiful to the eye.

Bunda Raya smiled, impatient to meet the girl who was recognized by her eldest son.

"Suster, I'd like to ask. VIP room with the name Rose Room next to where, huh?" ask Bunda Raya as soon as it reaches the reception desk.

"I'm sorry, whose mom, huh?" The nurse asked, making sure that the woman in front of her was the patient's family.

"I'm her mother, Sus. I just arrived from Makassar because I got my son's call at the hospital here." Mother Raya had to lie in order to enter.

The reassuring look on the face of the Mother Kingdom made the sister believe and told the room.

***

Azalia who was standing looking at the frenzied vehicle that passed by below immediately turned around as soon as the sound of the door being opened.

His glaring smile suddenly dimmed, changing with a puzzled look as soon as he saw who had come.

Meanwhile, the person who was in the doorway was fixated on the face of the girl in front of him. Although not polished make up or powder thin, the face still looks very beautiful, especially the girl whose hair is curled origin was able to smile. So pretty.

'Is this Rafka's girlfriend? If it is true, my son did not choose wrong. Really very pretty. But, this Rafka using pellets can get a girl as beautiful as this, ' Inner Mother Kingdom.

Yes, that person is Rafka's mother.

"Sorry, who are you looking for, huh?" ask Azalia gently.

'The sound is very soft. Looks like a good girl. This dream ghost candidate, mah. I can't wait for Rafka to get married and I can have a grandchild.' Bunda Raya is anxious alone with Rafka's boyfriend and so dreamt.

"Mom?" call Azalia.

"Eh, yes. Sorry, can I come in and sit down?" tanya Bunda Raya behaved calmly.

Although in a state of confusion, Azalia still let the woman in. He sat on one of the sofas.

"I'm sorry, who's this mom and who's looking for, huh?" Azalia was still curious about the woman who suddenly came to this room.

"I'm your future in-law," Mother Kingdom said making the girl's eyebrows almost intertwined.

Realizing he was wrongly talking, Mother Kingdom immediately chuckled and tried to shift the topic. "I was looking for someone, only I forgot what his name was. When have you been in this hospital? 'Trus what are you sick with? Who brought you here?" cecar Bunda Raya.

"Oh, so. I'm Azalia. I have been here since yesterday and the one who brought me here is my girlfriend. Do you want me to find that someone? All I want to go for is a walk" Azalia bargained.

"Whose name is your boyfriend?" The more the curiosity of the Mother Kingdom.

Azalia did not answer, she seemed to think who this woman was to ask her personal questions. "Look, I'm here looking for my son's girlfriend. He said he was sick and treated at this hospital. The location of the room is also this room mentioned," explained Mother Kingdom.

"I'm sorry, if I may know, what's your son's name?"

"Rafca. Rafka Sanjaya, that's my son's name."

The story of the middle-aged woman who was still quite beautiful made Azalia shocked. How not, Rafka didn't tell him about this. Is that how quickly Rafka said to his parents? She was ashamed, very ashamed. Wants to disappear, but this is not in a soap opera.

'Rafkaaa, why don't you tell me that your mother wants to come. Just be careful if you come here, ' Azalia growled in her heart.

Meanwhile, Rafka who was stopping at a red light immediately sneezed and rubbed her nose. "Who else dares to curse me" he grumbled.

...To be continued 😘...