Dusk Above the Horizon
Here in this city (In the space of honesty)

Because the heart understands what we like, there is no harm if you follow.

Because the heart is only willing to give not master, do not hesitate to choose with the heart.

The future belongs to those who are confident not self-exalting.

The heart is invisible but through the heart, we hear God discussing.

When the mind searches and the heart is convinced that is where the right choice is found.

*****

"Forges?"

Cakra's subtle voice shocked Dusk, the girl fixed her gaze for some time, staring back at her later disturbing eyeballs.

At first he thought why their story would be anchored, the first impression was dramatic, Cakra was too stiff and cold, not expecting him to fall in love with the man.

"Bless a child for me, for Gunawan group"

He needed money, Cakra needed a descent, a new walk some time all suddenly changed.

Allah the Almighty is the One who turns the hearts of men upside down.

I wanted to look back, where there was a hand sticking out and I wanted to hold, and then I realized the distance between me and him was never going to end.

Dusk tried to return the thought, he then said, softly, very softly for fear of mispronouncing.

"May I be honest?"

So carefully, asking the man that he did not really understand his heart, he needed time to dive in, go in there to know how Cakra felt.

"I want to talk before I step"

As if the Twilight utterance gave little room for the breathing chakra, the girl did not reject from the sentence she could digest

Twilight talk, want to tell the truth about one reality because he knows the strongest foundation in the household is other than knowing with religion clearly the next is honesty, honesty, he did not want any secrets to happen between them, he was afraid that this one day would be the biggest rock to hit their marriage.

Hearing the twilight utterance, Cakra nodded his head.

"Say"

He asked, waiting for Dusk to say what the girl wanted to say, quite agitated with a heart that was like his was not okay.

"I've loved others for so long, so long even today"

The sentence slid from her tiny lips, heavy and difficult but she had to speak the truth because she couldn't possibly not say it.

Hearing what Dusk said, Rudi looked silent.

He too, loved Jelita, for so long, for too long even for so long, perhaps precisely his Million One who could endure with their partner during the Cakra.

Love is blind, sometimes there are types of people who can love one person until the end of his life.

"I'm the same" too"

Cakra answered slowly, trying to look back at the twilight eyeball.

"The difference is if Jelita left memories in memory untouched again, I still have her shared memories, she said, even being able to meet every time and one day I'm afraid this will be a thorn in our relationship"

Twilight spoke quickly reassuring Cakra of her first love.

He honestly conveyed it, afraid that one day accidentally his lips spoke or he shouted his name in his sleep, because the nightmare continues to linger in him, when Mak opposed, because, enter in difficult times and.....

"Makkkkk"

Old memories returned.

When the grass poison in the throat somehow a lot, Mak sprawled, Mak's mouth pulled out foam.

The sound of the siren broke the silence of the night, where all the neighbors scattered, the shame was extraordinary but all could not be changed.

Brother Rudi gave up everything, did not even have the courage to go home, the father increasingly collapsed with his health and.....

"Did Rudi ever touch you?"

A line of questioning in Lesatkan father of his pale lips quivering, he looked at Dusk with disappointment.

"Are you pregnant?"

Again father asked.

Dusk ducked, shook his head, his cries broke without sound, only tears were broken without any kerat (Rem).

Cease crying.

He said inwardly, he wanted to hit his chest many times but what power he could not do in front of his father.

"If so then get out of the house, you assume you never have two girls to die, otherwise let go, let Rudi leave the house"

"Mr?"

Dusk moved, raising his head where he was on the floor, holding the knee of the father sitting on the chair.

"Mak let Rudi go to death, avoiding the hell that he might create again one day if you stay together, the most clever shetan whispered behind human ears, before all was wet, Mak snatched away the sparks letting him blaze into hot coals that stretched the distance for the children"

Dusk shook his head, he sobbed while saying.

"Promise not to fall in love with Brother, by Allah, let Brother go home"

His voice sobbed and stammered, moving on to his mother, pleading under the feet of the Woman who gave her milk.

"Excuse Dusk, forgive Dusk, let Abang go home Mak, let Abang go home makkkk"

Fragmented her cries, she can't hold it, she roars while repeatedly hitting her chest, asking Mak and father to retract his decision.

"If he comes home, you'll make sure Mak's body is in the middle of the house"

The rest of the bullet casings were still stuck in his heart, the pain felt but he remembered there was a limit that he could not break in the norms and absorbent vows, he said, she loves her sister Rudi but she also loves her father and mother and they were impossible together from the beginning.

"Where is he then?"

Cakra asked, the male voice echoing behind his ears.

"Here, in this city, here, in Jakarta"

Answer the twilight at the end.

The silent chakra does not budge, thinking of something that Dusk does not know.