Dusk Above the Horizon
The miss is heavy
Mak tries to retreat, he's confused, panic strikes, a million sorrows hit, he shakes, Mak's eyes glitter as he realizes who is in front of him.
Ever felt the same feeling? dreaming of the same person for decades, sometimes longing for him, in prayer accidentally mention his name in prayer, even sometimes suddenly think can we meet ya Allah SWT?.
there is hope that is implied in the heart, want to meet where it occurs to anyone who knows someday to come, in different conditions and situations, and who knows what will happen, I don't know if the time is right or not.
In the thought of saying, if he's wrong I want to vent anger on him, if he really wants me to say sorry.
But once given the opportunity once again, don't do all that, just talk we can't afford.
The meeting is sometimes unexpected, it can be wherever Allah SWT wants, maybe even between good circumstances, or even in times of bad conditions.
Mak instantly touches his forehead, he tries to turn around, not daring to stare at the face of the man before him, though imprinted he wants to meet again, but, but for real he did not have the ability to look at the man's face any longer.
Even the desire to go to the toilet suddenly disappeared, changing wants to go and go home from there immediately.
Jakarta should not be a place to visit, but even so he still thinks, Jakarta is obviously big, where might he meet the man here.
Mak tries to move his legs, turn around and retreat in order, he wants to run away right now, but instantly a hand grabs his hand, surprising Mak whose thought broke out somewhere.
As Mak's eyeballs rounded, he stared at who was grasping tightly his palms.
"Sir"
Mak's voice choked.
That's Anwar, her husband continued, Mr. Dusk.
"Don't run away again, talk to Anggara, he's been waiting too long"
"How can you?"
Well Mak thought how could you know Anggara, the man who once filled his life, the man who was once her husband.
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Anggara looks sculpted, staring at Mak Yang rewind his steps when he saw his presence, to get to this point and this time it takes an uphill struggle.
the man's eyes were glazed over, wanting again to say how much he missed Mak in all situations.
She survives for the sake of the Antara, reclaiming her from Mell's hands is not easy, not for her, for her Devantara to her children and it must return to Hesty who is indeed her rightful owner.
She was eager to embrace Hesty, the first woman to make her infatuated, the first woman to teach her the meaning of being loved and loved, the first and last woman to always be tucked away in her prayer.
No matter how long he endured the longing, so long he could not count the amount of time, he wanted to say how much the longing was torturous, torturing his good morning, afternoon, evening and even night.
Missing her longs like old songs, also longs, so heavy like longing in the children's film now that said longing was heavy in the film 'Dilan'.
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Which there is no IG can go to FB Mak well to confirm give away his quota.