Dusk At the End Please
Extra Part 7: Feeling Hollow

A wonderful weekend for a married couple who will soon be the parents. Akhtar took Shanum carefully. This morning after a doctor's examination with progressively improved results, Shanum was allowed to go home and still had to continue control to the obstetrician.

Shanum who was already feeling fine was a little uneasy when he saw the gazes of the people who were along the hallway of the hospital room looking at him. Akhtar treated him with caution, and at first even asked the nurse to prepare a wheelchair for his wife, but Shanum refused because he felt very healthy at the moment.

Ghifar who deliberately came to Garut every weekend deliberately came early in the morning to the health center where Shanum was treated after receiving news that Shanum could go home today even without being asked.

"Darling, seriously going home to the furniture?" Akhtar again asked Shanum, last night they had discussed it if today they would return to furniture, until now they still live on the second floor of furniture.

"Yes, why?" shanum asked softly, he held Akhtar's hand that was hoeing her.

"It's okay, I just want you to be comfortable. If you want to go home mom, let's go there" Akhtar increasingly tighten his embrace.

"The most beautiful and comfortable place was not where, but with whom" Shanum replied with a slight flutter as they got close to the car that would take them home making Akhtar anxious to hear it. Without seeing the situation, he kissed Shanum's cheek when it also made his wife widen her eyes because they were still in the parking lot of the puskesmas.

"Aa.." cried Shanum but in a soft tone. She held the cheek that her husband kissed earlier.

"Why? again?" cup....Akhtar again kissed his wife's cheek which is currently increasingly blushing.

Shanum looked left and right, while Akhtar opened the car door behind the wheel for his wife. Shanum immediately entered, while Akhtar assisted Ghifar who returned out of his car to make sure again if there were no items left behind.

"Boss, if you want to be friendly do not in front of singles dong. My soul is struggling" Ghifar whispered in fear of being heard by Shanum. They talked while checking the items stored in the back of the car. Akhtar closed the back door of his car and turned to his assistant and best friend.

"Eat him a piece of halalin, gentle dong! if love is revealed, do not be harbored alone and hurt yourself again. Marriage is the proof of true love." Akhtar advised Ghifar in an experienced style, forgetting that he used to be in the category of lovers in the most acute silence.

"Eummh.si boss mah can ae" Akhtar poked his lips when he heard the boss's advice.

"I think he never did" Ghifar again mocked his boss,

That's really it, right? but my level is different now Bro" Ghifar frowned, Akhtar's hanging words made him a little confused.

"meaning?" ask Ghifar curiously.

"Make me the highest level of love it is to make my wife pregnant, hahaha...." Akhtar let out a laugh, he managed to make his assistant even more furious. Shanum looked back when he heard her husband's loud laughter.

"Damn it" grumbled Ghifar who was increasingly upset with the behavior of his boss who always showed affection in front of him. He punched Akhtar on the shoulder slowly.

"Now he is still guarded by the boss" Ghifar lirih said.

"If it's flat in a third of the night, take the path of the sky. Our job is to raise our hands, then let God intervene" concluded Akhtar he soon passed into his car did not want the wife too long waiting.

"What's a?" Shanum, who was curious why her husband could laugh, asked.

"Hahaha.." Akhtar's laughter re-echoed as Ghifar entered the car and sat in the back seat of the wheel with an annoyed face.

"Aa, why?" Shanum, whose question Akhtar ignored, asked again.

"Ghifar wants to impregnate people's children, but it is halal he said.." Akhtar said with a sinless face while chuckling, he played his eyebrows up and down as he clashed with Ghifar who was increasingly visibly upset.

The car drove slowly towards Garut city, down Bayongbong road. Shanum had already called the mother if she would stop by for a while before returning to her furniture.

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Liani got off the Bandung Garut bus, she circulated her gaze looking for city transportation to Shanum's house. Intended to visit his best friend at the puskesmas, but the last news he got through Shanum's message reported that he was going home this morning.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Liani entered the door of the next room furniture that is specifically provided for employees or guests who want to consult about the products in the furniture.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" a grey hooded girl in a donker blue uniform bearing FDF furniture replied to Liani's greeting.

"Tea, Bu Shanum's friend huh?" ask the girl kindly to Liani. He stood up, came out from behind his desk and greeted Liani.

"Yes" answered Liani briefly but no less kindly, the last three months ago he went to Garut at the wedding of Shanum and Akhtar. Already a lot has changed from this furniture, definitely a touch of cold hand Shanum that makes it look more comfortable.

"Please sit down for tea, Ms. Shanum said it was still on the way maybe about half an hour later" explained the girl, Liani nodded her head as she sat on the sofa in the room.

Since his departure from the ba'da dawn prayer foundation, many calls and messages have come into his account. Unanswered calls and messages from Ahsan dominate. Liani accidentally deactivated her car during the trip, she last messaged with Shanum when she was on the bus heading to Garut.

While Ahsan, she was currently pacing around in the living room of her house. Dozens of times contact Liani but never connected, many messages sent him asking the whereabouts of the girl but never reply even still check one gray.

After the dawn prayer and giving a routine study at the foundation's large mosque, Ahsan immediately headed to Liani's official house without changing clothes first. On Saturday in the second week of each month, Ahsan had a schedule to fill out the dawn study at the foundation mosque.

The reply message Liani sent made her mind even more unkempt.

'Nothing'

"What the hell, out of the many messages I sent was this only her reply?" ahsan grumbled, but his face grew worried. He was sure that at this time Liani was angry because of a promise that was not kept by him to pick Liani up, let alone no news of why he had not come.

"Arrrgghhhhh.why can I forget" he shouted, Ahsan ruffled his own hair, frustrated.

Last night he looked for Liani to his official house but it was nil and this morning the state of the house was still the same as last night. The curtains of his house are still closed and the lights outside the house still appear to be on.

Ahsan returned to his service home, he immediately cleaned himself up and prepared for the meeting place. Today he has an important meeting related to the cooperation of the foundation with several public universities in Indonesia.

Ahsan completely lost concentration during the meeting. His mind floated thinking about Liani's state. By noon, he had not received a reply from the girl. As the event progressed his eyes more often glanced at his dress, hoping for a message to come in from Liani.

Exactly at twelve o'clock the meeting ended with a joint lunch with a cooperation agreement that will benefit all parties in terms of the development of quality education.

Ahsan decided to immediately return to the foundation, his main goal was Liani's official house hoping that the girl who had been shadowing his mind since last night was already at his service home. On Saturday the school only held extracurriculars, to the knowledge that Ahsan Liani was not involved in any excursion activities.

Nil, the estimate is wrong. The house remains uninhabited. Instantly his face was lethargic, losing track of Liani made him completely lose his spirit. Ahsan again checked his chat room with Liani, the same messages he sent were still one grey.

"Darling, where are you going? don't worry me" Ahsan suddenly muttered to call Liani with a call of love. He was stunned when he realized what he was saying, but then a faint smile appeared on his face.

Ahsan turned back the car he was driving back to the official house slowly. Activity in the foundation this afternoon is quite slow because it is a weekend.

'The absence of news even though it has not even twenty-four hours turned out to make my heart feel empty' Ahsan's mind as he drove his car slowly.

Ting ....

The sound of incoming message notifications disturbed the silence. Ahsan turned off the engine of his car that was parked on the foundation's office page. Cancel out of the car, immediately he grabbed the device that was in the seat next to the steering wheel. His eyes sparkled when he found out the sender of the message was Liani.

'Sorry to make you anxious'

'I went without saying goodbye to Garut'

'Receive word, Shanum's sick'

Without thinking long Ahsan immediately stuck the gas again, driving his car at medium speed. Out of the main gate of the foundation, his car sped the road to Garut.