ASMARALOKA DUSK
CHAPTER 99. Devouring Longing

...Naturally Happy, Sad also Naturally. Because life will always turn around. ...

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Morning greet.

The atmosphere of the village feels cooler than usual days, this is certainly because since the entire night the village in the rain.

The fog still seemed reluctant to move from its place, so the atmosphere still felt blind morning. Even though it is time to work.

Farmers have been farming since morning, with only a few appearing to be at home. No exception with Asmara and Loka, both of them are still faithfully in his room.

Last night may have been the first night of part 3, only the two did not spend as long nights as before.

As a result of the collision experienced by Asmara makes her so extra vigilant with her pregnancy, besides because it is also certainly because the gestational age is still very young.

Not only Asmara, but also Loka so understand the condition of his wife.

So last night was just a warm night without romance. The two talked to each other, joked and laughed together.

What a rare moment and it feels like both can feel after a long time.

"Darling ?" call Loka to his wife

"Em"

"Do you not want to go back to Kertagiri?"

Hearing Loka's question, for a moment Asmara could only be silent in her daydream.

"I know it's hard for you, but trust me, mom and dad have already approved of us" said Loka

The swipe of the head became an encouragement from Loka to his wife. But somehow Asmara is still loyal to her silence.

Asmara will definitely return, even though his life here is enough to make Asmara happy.

"Can I ask for time?" asmara

Being in the arms of Loka is certainly very comfortable, especially the cold air makes the two can warm each other and give affection.

"I know how you feel, and I'm not forcing you to obey me, it's just that I hope you reconsider everything"

"And I very much hope that day won't be long"

"We are back together, Dusk Asmara Loka and will increase with our baby"

Loka is very sincere and sure with his words to Asmara, great hopes back together would very much want him to realize soon.

Given this time his mother and papa have been aware of all the deeds in his past. They even hope that romance can also forgive and accept them.

But back again, Loka could not force Asmara, all the decisions he left to his wife, Loka will be faithful to wait until the time comes.

The atmosphere seemed silent as the two no longer spoke.

"Mas ?"

"Yes "

"May Asthma ask ?"

"Tell me"

Loka was getting closer to embracing Asmara.

"Mas Loka can tell who the romance here is from ?"

To be honest this has become a big question in the head of Asmara, it's just that last night it feels right if he asks.

Hearing Asmara's question, for a moment Loka chuckled for some reason. Until he started with the story before he came to see Asmara.

FLASHBACK.

The bright spot of the existence of Asmara it feels can be traced easily.

Armed with only a makeshift memory, Pak Adi guides Bu Sukma and Loka to go to a village.

Initially ordinary travel, they can still use the car, but the longer, the sense of the road is getting narrower, and certainly can not be passed if they use 4-wheeled vehicles.

There is no choice but to walk. And they did it for the sake of hope.

Long enough, Bu Sukma, Pak Adi and Loka, walked on the path with rocks arranged below.

Long enough they walked under the lush trees, minimal light and scary to be honest.

Very quiet streets, only a few passing by, to me the fields there.

Until Loka and his parents arrived in a village, both of them had wondered about life in the village, it was still there, it was just that, its population is already much reduced from 30 years ago.

Mr. Adi looked to observe the building there that still feels the same, one of which is a house owned by ya which now looks worn with weed that dominates.

The old houses that were a gift from the Wiratmaja family, 30 years ago may have been very successful, crowded with residents, but as the times grew, it was very successful, people prefer to live in a crowded village.

Until in that place there are only 35 heads of family.

Long enough the three are looking, until Loka's gaze is fixed on an old house with Asmara Dudu there, but his wife is not alone, there is a figure of Rani a friend who accompanies the wife.

Quite relieved to feel, the face of Asmara is also still the same, beautiful and full of charm 'inner Loka'.

When Loka planned to step foot, her parents blocked her hand. Bu Sukma's headband is a sign if not the time.

Bu Sukma understood that it was possible that Asmara still wanted to be alone, and heal his old wounds.

Eventually, they agreed to leave the village.

The three return down the path, and return to devise a way on how to bring Asmara back to them.

Until nightfall in fact Loka could not calm his heart, seeing a flash of his wife's face, making Loka increasingly unable to resist his longing.

There was no other way and choice but to return to the village, whatever the risk.

The atmosphere of the night, the cold air due to rain, and the lack of lighting made the journey to the village was delayed.

But the intention to meet Asmara made Loka forget the coldness that skinned her body.

Back Loka traveled until she reached the village. It was probably almost midnight by the time Loka knocked on the door of Asmara's house.

FLASHBACK OFF'S.

Hearing her husband's story, somehow the corner of Asmara's eyes melted the clear liquid there. How the struggle Loka to find and meet her really feels heavy in fact.

"I'm sorry Asma mas"

Asmara said that to her husband.

Not angry, Loka increasingly tightened his embrace on the figure of the woman he loved so much.

"I'm the one who should be apologizing to you Asthma"

Aware if all happens for his attitude that can not be firmly faced with the wishes of his parents. Makes Asmara feel pain and disappointment, until the end of her in this place.

The two hugged each other, and strengthened each other, whether it was how many tears and how many hugs there, which clearly both enjoyed the moment together.

The time showed at 09.15 was a quarter of a day and they were just planning to fill his stomach.

Loka was busy picking kale behind the Asmara house, while Asmara himself was busy preparing spices and other food ingredients.

Both of them are quite happy, even if only as they are, but this is how Asmara lives while in the village, in this place also Asmara is learning more and more about patience , simplicity and how we should always be able to instill gratitude for all tastes.

Fried Bandeng Fish, Sambal terasi, and Kale Saute, became the mainstay menu this morning.

There is not much to serve, but that alone tastes more than enough for Loka and Asmara, as long as they are together, anything can taste delicious like it.

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Assalamualaikum says. Good Morning All.

End of the Year in the Hijri Month. Author would like to apologize for All the words in the story that may Not be wearing, And the Storyline that may be Boring, or may be corrupting. Please Sorry for draining all the Emotions and Patience of Brother Readers. 5🥰

Hopefully this chapter brings Happy for Brother Readers all, who have made it to bring them together yes 😂.

Honestly still want 2 months or 2 years more, but later to hunt Lebaran Haji again 😂.

Okay. Back to the main topic.

May the beginning of this year be a blessing in itself for all of us, especially for all the Readers of the File who certainly came because of God.

May it always be easy on his affairs, in prolonging his age, and in multiplying his provisions.

Thank you for being faithful until this chapter and hopefully until the next chapter 🤗🤗🤗🤗🙏🙏🙏

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