King Khan's Shackles
Ford's excessive attention

Ford continues to hold Zoya, moving out of the room towards a different room not too far away, his men taking a wheelchair handed over by Rei's secretary, carrying her right behind them, she drags her to the room where Ford and Zoya will be staying tonight.

Zoya herself still questioned what the man meant last night, do they have to stay in a hotel together in one room? Ashley didn't talk about it to her just now so she felt her brain was a bit blanched and out of sync at the moment.

As soon as Ford found the hotel room where they were staying, his men opened the door and brought in the wheelchair used by Zoya, after putting down the wheelchair, the man showed his head and bailed out of it.

Zoya still has to talk to the man in front of her but she waits for Ford to put her body on the white domineering mattress inside the room, the man laid down his body slowly without saying much, very carefully treating himself like an expensive jar that was easily broken, fix his position profitably leaning on the casual white dominating and put a pillow on the head then the man said.

"Tell me, how do you most want to give a pillow to be comfortable between your legs and hands?," the man could ask because he remembered there were some wounds that were still clearly not healed on the girl's feet and hands before him.

The friction wound that was hit by the asphalt due to being dragged by a crazy man who wanted to stain Zoya, is, to make the girl a little difficult to walk because of bruised cuts blisters and also sprained legs because of being dragged also had been beaten and treated unfairly.

Zoya tries to think about the question the man asks until he finally says.

"The left leg needs a backrest." the girl spoke as is because the left was still quite difficult to move and needed a soft pillow support.

Ford immediately nodded his head quickly and the man placed a pillow at Zoya's feet slowly.

"I'll apply the new medicine and remove some bandages as well as clean the wound, as usual does that make you object?," for days the man took care of her like a father took care of his daughter in a very sincere way.

Every time I want to clean Zoya's wounds, he must have asked first if I objected if his body part was held by the man even he had to change shorts and also a slightly short dress how the man fully took care of himself from the tip of the foot to the end of the head.

The first day it was undeniable that he felt so uncomfortable and objected, but the waiter was not allowed to treat him because of the caretaker's carelessness, he cried because the wound in his stomach must be doused too much alcohol, too much alcohol, Ford is furious that he will no longer allow anyone to touch Zoya.

The girl had never seen Ford so angry, but it was her body, which sickened her, which wept her but which infuriated Ford extraordinarily, like a father's anger where seeing someone hurt his daughter, the man raised his voice, berated the new servant who made a recklessness, and fired him.

The old maid did not have a good eye to treat Zoya's every wound, and the man did not allow the doctor to touch her.

"Males are sometimes potentially quite dangerous, I don't allow them to touch you" Ford told him that day.

Zoya is actually a bit confused and wondering in her heart, what is with the man actually?.

"Zoya?," Ford asked Zoya, startling the girl's thoughts.

"Ah? ah yeah, well it doesn't matter, I need to change clothes." Zoya eventually replies, she thinks she can't possibly wear a dress, raising her dress to the top of the belly of the classroom isn't a wise choice, she needs a t-shirt and shorts.

"He em, I'll take you to the bathroom," Ford said, the man approached Zoya and waited for Zoya's hand to come up to her shoulder.

"Come goes up and I'll carry you" Ford said later.

Zoya forgets to question what she wants to say about them sleeping in the same room in the hotel room, as her focus is on Ford treating her injuries.

Slowly the girl began to put her hand on Ford's shoulder, the man slowly carrying Zoya back at this time, he moved to bring the girl towards the bathroom without saying much.

Zoya eventually tries to get used to being in the scope of the man and get used to being noticed by Ford, although initially uncomfortable but for a long time he felt as if he was being noticed by his father and also his brother who he had never gotten from any side of his house all this time, even Laura alone never treated her well because it was while getting the way Ford treated her well she did not know her heart was always flowery and felt she found good friends and family who was able to understand his sense of loss all this time.

"Uncle."

"Hmm?,"

"Am I not heavy?,"

"Of course not."

*******

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Dusk stared at the handsome face of the man before him without letting out his voice, paying attention to the rhythm of the words spoken by the man for some time.

Letting the man continue to convey what he should have heard and he agreed to the deal they did together.

He listened well to what the man said without ever thinking of answering or refuting when the man continued to talk.

In front of the girl there are several sheets of letters containing writings that are actually quite burdensome, but she prefers to shut up and finish reading it earlier.

I don't know how the beginning of them met, how could they finally sit in this place face to face with each other.

whether this is fate or just a word of chance where they are both in a position to want something and also need something.

it was as if from the very beginning there was a thread tie that attracted the two of them to gather here and agree on something that twilight did not know whether this was beneficial to him or harming him yet clearly favoured the man who it was in front of him but he did not understand whether it would also harm the man before him one day.

Twilight, as soon as people call his name.

They say Dusk is a beautiful moment in the afternoon before sunset. The arrival of twilight can be said to be a favorite time before night and a moment that is often awaited by many people.

Dusk or magrib is the part of the time of day or the half-darkness of the earth after sunset, when the disk of the sun as a whole has disappeared from the HORIZON.

Does Dusk have benefits for the people around him?.

well of course there is.

They say Dusk gives a new perception of time. Have you ever felt that time goes by so fast? Usually this you will feel when you are doing something fun until the time feels fast. Or maybe when you are being chased by a lot of work deadlines. In these conditions, when looking at the sunset you will feel as if time is running slowly. This happens because you are fixated on the beauty of the scene so that you feel the time goes slower. Moreover, the boundless breadth of the sky increasingly gave the same impression.

Even thanks to seeing Dusk makes us more grateful, the beauty of the sunset will make you feel more grateful because you are still given the opportunity to enjoy it.

"Don't dream of a loving marriage, you and I just agree on a letter of agreement between the two parties to make each other a profit"

The man in front of the Dusk continued to speak, staring flat at the Dusk while sipping his drink.

perhaps of all the male figures he had met on this earth, this man before him was a man who was quite flat and had no heart.

he did not know if the man had very severe life problems like himself, but when they do a deal like this can be sure if the man in front of him does not have the slightest heart.

how can the man promise marriage without heart and also without love?!.

Cakrawala is the name of the man, who only two days he knew, came to bring hope for his decision in some time.

when he thought he no longer had a way and he already thought that the path he was going to take was deadlocked as if God was sending a helper angel for himself but also the man before him as ifhe became an angel ready to take his life at any time.

Horizon, isn't it very coincidental that man's name is the horizon? imagine how when Dusk is met with Horizon, whereas in reality Horizon cannot live without Dusk and vice versa.

It is never thought if the two names are separated from the created part of God.

The horizons of the man are cold and flat, who has never used his heart in recent years, for his woman does not become his need, he closes his heart and his eyes to a creature named woman, who is, he'd rather make a deal to get his will.

Losing makes him forget what it feels like to love, to fall in love even in love.

The pressure of the family to remarry and get offspring continues to craze in the last half year, therefore inevitably he seeks a way to free himself from the matchmaking that will be created by his parents, because it is not the case, he was looking for a girl he could pay for and take advantage of each other for a profit.

"Only until you give birth to my baby will we create a conflict until there is a divorce between us, can anyone who will be wrong among us later, he said, before that would be the way for us to part"

Cakra spoke again, staring at the face of Dusk with a sharp gaze like an eagle.

the domineering handsome face despite his age had clearly been much more mature than the ages of the men he had ever known, ever since, but believe me that man is the most handsome man of all men who ever Dusk in his lifetime.

"Have you understood all the contracts?"

When the man asked her, Dusk tried to look into the man's eyeballs, then the girl could only nod her head.

"Is there anything you want to ask or is there something you want to say in our next marriage agreement?"

the man asked while looking at his interlocutor, making sure if the actual agreement letter made was very clear without flaw.

Hearing the question posed by Cakra immediately made Dusk look back into Cakra's eyeballs, he looked at the face of the man before him for some time.

"Can I have the down payment?"

Just that line of questions that she wanted to know, she only needed her money for her father's surgery at this time no more.

Cakra seemed unmoved to hear the words thrown by the girl before him.

"I'll send it to your account right now.

*******

Ever asked what dream does Dusk want?!.

She became queen one day in her marriage.

All women dream of this once-in-a-lifetime moment. Look beautiful to be queen a day on the stage.

Not only dresses and makeup, women also have dreams about post-marriage life. Live the sweet days together as a husband and wife.

so it seemed like they must have thought of many things on their wedding day, want to hear the hustle and laughter of friends who might be envious of a wedding held once in their lifetime.

But for real he had to swallow all his dreams today, because in the end one's dreams sometimes have to run aground because of circumstances, sometimes even what was planned in the past will not be implemented as expected in the present.

A simple marriage with a potluck dowry, a set of prayer tools and sacred promises in front of the ruler, the rest is not there, therefore he chose to be silent and throw away all his dreams.

"I accepted her marriage, her marriage....."

Cakra voices were heard filling the white domineering room, where several witnesses and guests attended their wedding.

There is no loving proposal, no happy laughter or temptation for the sake of temptation thrown out for the newlyweds.

everything goes so straight and flat with no taste in it, just like a vegetable so cook without salt and micin, tasteless also tasteless.

"Well.?"

"Well"

"Well"

"Well"

The twilight eyeballs momentarily stared forward, the empty sight crashing into thought, in the next few seconds the girl's eyeballs were seen glazed over as the legitimate word was thrown from many people who claimed to belong to someone.

Although the sacred promise was religiously bound, even witnessed by the witnesses and her guardian, it was not a real marriage between her and Cakra.

As the girl's tears rolled down her cheeks, she could not express her feelings at all at this moment whether she was actually currently happy or she was injured, she said, but sometimes life is an unfair choice to make.

When you hope to walk to the right of reality you are forced to go to the left, you hope to walk in the front direction but sometimes you will be pulled by Allah SWT backwards.

Indeed, the life of man is a long, tiring journey, full of twists and turns, and through stages. Starting from the spirit realm, the womb realm, the world realm, the barzakh realm, to the afterlife which leads to the final stopover for humans, heaven or hell. Al-Qur’an and Sunnah have recounted every phase of the man's long journey.

He showed his head, sobbing in silence then Dusk raised his head that had been bowed since earlier, staring in front of him for some time, he looked at the face of his mother who kept crying beside him, he knew the woman did not sincerely let go of herself but did not dare to speak at all, close the wounds in his heart while trying to develop his smile and say he is happy with the marriage he is doing now.

She remembered what her mother said yesterday.

"Married it is not a neng game, where you can start the game When ready and end if it is getting bored. Marriage is not just a sacred bond of promise on both sides or two people. But also a bond with the creator. "

"Marriage is not just a Book of Marriage, Ijab and Reception, but the promise is the same God, ashamed of God for playing worship that God likes most"

Dusk is not budging at all, choosing silence while busy preparing food in a simple kitchen with a floor.

"Bismillah Mak, God willing"

And now the reality is he married in the game, considers this worship only their intermediary to benefit each other.

Dusk looked at his mother and let the woman embrace him slowly.

"Jama’allahu syamlakumaa, waas’ada jadda kumaa, wabaarik ‘alaikumaa, waakhraja minkumaa katsiran thayyiban."

Meaning:

“May God gather the perfection of the two of you, please the earnestness of the two of you, bless you both, and bring out of the two of you many virtues.” (CHR. Anas ibn Malik in the Book of Ar-Riyadh An-Nadhrah 2:183, Chapter 4).

Whisper Mother Twilight then.

Her crying spilled back.

if anyone asks why she is crying right now, she was not saddened by her current marriage but there was another burden that made her feel she should not be bound in this marriage if she could turn back the clock and vote in the past.

For a moment Dusk stared at his palm, where he had been holding something there.

How are you doing right now?!.

Hope everything's okay.

*******

After Cakra had gone from before him, leaving him alone without any clarity, at last dusk moved from his position and approached towards the table where two black cards lay there.

he stared at the two cards without saying much, then grabbed them slowly and then flipped through them with a confused feeling.

what does he think this is for?.

the girl did not budge for some time, thinking hard what the function of the black card was.

in the end the girl gave a slow sigh, she put the card back on the table, moving slowly closer to her bed.

but only then he would sit back to his mattress, suddenly the sound of knocking on the door surprised him, hurriedly the girl turned her head.

"Non?"

A voice sounded from ahead, faint barely audible, Dusk turned his head to wait for who was ahead there to go inside.

Kleekk.

apparently it's a servant's aunt.

"Sorry non"

The 45-year-old woman spoke quickly, lowered her head and walked closer to dusk.

"Yes bi?"

Dusk hurriedly stood up from his position, staring at the woman quickly, he lowered his head, feeling uneasy as the woman older than him lowered her head.

"Pak Rudi is waiting for you below at Mr. Cakra's request"

The woman delivered the news, saying that Cakra's male assistant has been waiting downstairs since.

Rudi?.

Dusk frowned, he still did not understand why Cakra sent a man to accompany him, is there another choice for example his aunt who works in the big house.

he thought they had no shortage of women let alone women.

the girl seemed to be silent, trying to catch her breath slowly.

Seeing that there was no reply from her employer's wife, the woman thought that the lady had understood her intentions, in the end the woman planned to turn her body around and planned to leave from there.

Suddenly the twilight said.

"Sorry bi"

the girl looks agitated, calling the woman then moves closer to a small table where there are 2 black cards that the chakra was given to her.

"Can aunt explain to me, what does this card really do?"

Ask dusk later.

at first the woman was quite surprised to hear the question of Dusk, but in the next few seconds the woman tried to paw her smile.

"That's the name of the black card, miss"

the woman tried to explain.

Black card?!.

Dusk frowned with for quite a long time, still not understanding the purpose of the woman before him.

"Fill his money all, limit, no limit"

Hearing the word limit without limit even more makes the girl confused, how can there be money in such a small card.

"After going with Mr. Rudi, the lady will know the function of the card"

after saying so, the woman lowered her head, she widened her smile and lowered her head and left from there.

Dusk was still confused, trying to grab the card slowly, he sighed heavily then the girl moved slowly out of her room.

Dusk hurriedly descended towards the lower floors, moving quickly after a house maid said Cakra's assistant had been waiting for her.

twilight eyeballs stared at the figure of a man sitting on a big size sofa chair dominating the light cream color inside the luxurious house, where the male figure is seen staring at the presence of Dusk that descends slowly from the stairs upstairs towards his self.

the man frowned, as if he knew the girl in front of him.

She?!.

*******

She's gorgeous!.

Your eyes are very observant to see a girl.

it was a line of messages sent by her older sister to Cakra.

the man was seen silently staring at some of the photos in front of him, sliding one by one the photos slowly where his eyeballs continued to stare sharply at the photos, it was Dusk with several different appearances.

there was not at all a smile or lips raised upwards while reading the praise given by her brother.

Pretty?!.

The man stared stiffly at the last photo of Dusk, watching the girl who was seen laughing loosely while looking forward, as if he wanted to talk to someone there.

Unfortunately, he doesn't care about the girl at all.

Cakra did not make any sound at all, in the end he chose to put his phone on the table then turned back towards the big glass window, his eyeballs staring back towards the front.

for a moment the man's eyeball closed, he tried to inhale the aroma around his office for some time, then remembered some memories that he longed for.

*****

back to the past

SMK state 2

2004 Lubuklinggau.

Tinkggggg.

tongggggg.

when the sound of the bell coming home from school was heard filling the entire contents of the vocational high school, the students continued to be busy fixing the entire contents of their bags, putting one by one a notebook and a printed book into the bag of each student, he said, do not even forget to check the drawer below whether there are items left there while the teachers are still busy wanting to explain the rest of the learning in front of the black dominating black board where the rows the colorful chalk, especially white, still adorns the learning board.



seeing that the students were busy and preparing to rush home, the teachers could only experience their breathing putting back the chalk and then choosing to sit on their chairs.



when the voice of the class leader echoed filled the classroom, each student, both male and female, immediately stood up from their positions while following the class leader who began to pray.

the chanting of back-to-school prayers sounded filled the entire contents of the classroom both from grade 1 to grade 3 both selected and discarded classes.

actually there are no wasted classes but sometimes children in the final class become residents who are considered wasted because of the level of delinquency and also difficult to manage all the children there.

if they are not a subscription to BP teachers then they are not considered great as the end class or last class.

after the prayer was finished, the students rushed out of the classroom but waited for the teacher to start coming out of the classroom door.

a beautiful girl without coming out hurriedly headed towards the front regardless of the people around her.

"Jelita...where are you?"

one scream echoed behind the girl, Instead of answering she preferred to wave her palm.

"i'm sure his girlfriend from the city must have come to visit"

one friend spoke quickly while chuckling.

"Oh mother.I shouldn't be Jodi aleas singles"

again there was the sound of the unassuming piety of each other when the nettle had begun to disappear from before them.

the girl moved towards the front gate, with a flowery feeling and a heart that kept beating vigorously, believe me, nothing is more stressful than when you have someone so special at heart.

Cakras.

The handsome man had been standing right in front of the school gate, widening his smile while welcoming Jelita's arrival.

"Cakra..."

the girl waved her hand with great pleasure, continuing to run around towards the man at the other end with a thumping feeling.

"When's it coming?"

Jelita asked quickly.

"Ba'da dawn"

The answer was full of smiles behind Cakra's lips.

They moved slowly, heading towards the RX-KING motor parked on the left side of the school.

Jelita develops her smile, choosing to sit behind Cakra while receiving a walkman suddenly given by the man.



"I'm going to give you a song to remember all our time"

Speak the chakras quickly.

the girl did not answer, leaving her next to the headset attached to one of her ears.

"Remember this song if you and I miss each other."

Speak the Cakra later.

the song began to sound behind the walkman.

******

Chrissy

Love stories at school.

Restless and restless

Waiting here

In the corner of the school

The place you promised

Wanna see me

Although it steals time

Lying to the teacher

Shame on me shame

On red ants

Which line up on the wall

Staring at me suspiciously

As if full of questions

"What's right here?"

"Waiting for a boyfriend, "I replied

Along the way the song continues to kick endlessly, linking two hearts that love each other endlessly.

****

Back to the present.

I miss that time, Jelita, decades have passed.

The man leaned back in his work chair, choosing to close his eyeballs while letting his tear circles just fall.

I really miss you.

*******

"Do you love the chakras?"

"No"

"Why did you get married?"

"Didn't they say Life is Choosing Not Choices? but the reality is we can't do it"

Humans are the most perfect creatures among the other creatures in the world. Humans have common sense that can be used to do something before acting. But human life can be said to be good and perfect if it obtains happiness, both in the form of inner happiness, material etc. Indeed, man is on the face of the earth is nothing but to do good and useful for others and obey Him in order to obtain eternal and eternal happiness.

But they are caught in a distortion where he resigned to something that makes his life seem pushy. If man can think clearly he will choose something that makes his life calm and comfortable. Choosing between choices is a good thing, why? Because by choosing we can be ready to do something we want without having to give up on a coercive choice.

But I'm stuck on a coercive choice.

*****

"Let's discuss it together"

suddenly Cakra's voice was heard behind his ears, fortunately dusk had wiped away his tears since earlier, he hurriedly turned his head because of the man behind him, then choose to turn his body quickly and sit from his sleeping position.

"He em"

the girl nodded her head while she said she had to discuss everything together.

for a moment Cakra sequenced his forehead as he saw the twilight eyeballs looking teary and also reddened.

he thought the girl seemed to have cried out, but that stupidity was none of his business.

"you're not crying over this marriage, are you? it's just a deal between the two of us where you agree and I agree"

the man spoke quickly.

"from the very beginning we knew we had benefited from each other in this marriage covenant, and do not engage the heart in the covenant we made, make sure you don't fall in love with me so you have to be depressed and cry like you are right now"

Cakra spoke a little arrogantly, trying to fortify himself and not wanting the girl before him to fall in love first with him.

hearing Cakra's words instantly made dusk chuckle, the girl then said.

"i cannot possibly fall in love with the master first even if the sky and the ground change positions though, if the master has a past then so do I, we both have a first love whose position will not be replaced by a second love, just as the Prophet loved Khadijah in the end will never be the same as the Prophet loved Aisha"

have you ever heard the most painful words in your heart? has your arrogance ever been dropped by someone just like that?!.

never for the more than 35 years did she live, dusk became the only girl to plunge herself to the bottom of the earth over her arrogant and cold remarks.

Huh...!!.

The instantaneous snoring chakra was in disbelief at the speech of the girl who did not speak much in front of him.

"a little talk but once you talk you hurt more than me"

said the man later.

"i take that as a compliment, sir"

reply Dusk later.

Cakra only raised the tip of his lips, from the very beginning of their meeting he knew as he explained at length the matter of their agreement the answer of the girl who was before him was very short densely clear at that time.

"Can I get her down payment?"

he could already guess the character of the girl, from there it would not care about anything but money and also the people he considered important, he was gentle but so painful, he was, he was obedient but quietly swept away.

"take your journal and let's get it right about where we first met how we met and who we used to fall in love with"

the man ordered the twilight to take the journal he had given the girl after their marriage, take her wherever she went or even keep her in her own way.

dusk did not answer just obediently according to what Cakra said, began to move looking for a journal book that Cakra had given to him that was in his bag and he always carried everywhere lately.

after getting the book the girl slowly climbed back up onto the bed, facing towards Cakra and waiting for what the man was talking about.

in the end Cakra begins to speak out putting together each date and also the manner of their meeting, no one wants to be forgotten until one day if the question is again resolved by one of his family as questioned by his father earlier, he said, they will not lose communication nor will they be able to provide information between each other.

until in the end all the discussion went almost to the end on who fell in love first.

"don't say I was the one who fell in love with the master first, a poor girl will not be able to melt the heart of a rich man who has everything, I'm not a modern-day Cinderella because people wouldn't believe me if I fell in love with you first"

Dusk spoke as he stared at Cakra's eyeballs, waiting for the male's answer before him for some time.

hearing the words of the girl in front of him was like you reading a floating laugh in disbelief.

"i just found out you're a pretty smart girl"

cakra said then.

after that silence occurred between them, still looking for the right answer actually who should be written to fall in love again first among them in their journals.