New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
Visiting Father

This morning Maya was in front of her husband's navel, in one of the Muslim cemeteries in Istanbul, of course with her only daughter. The two women were both sculpting with heart shakes that were equally not okay.

“Assalamualaikum Mas .. sorry Maya just got here again, may Allah always put you in the best place yes Mas.” Maya says while resting on her husband's grave.

“Yah ...” Now it was Aisha's turn to open the sound.

Her net seemed to be closed for a moment before she continued her sentence, considering the last time she visited this place with her husband at that time, here also Faris said her promise in front of the pusara the father.

“Sorry Aisha can no longer bring Aisha's husband here Yah .. sorry because Aisha has fussed over Dad, Aisha can no longer defend this household Yah.”

Maya immediately grabbed her daughter who started sobbing after finishing her sentence.

“Sorry Maya who can not take care of our daughter well Mas, sorry Maya who is too weak to fight alone.”

The two women are now holding each other's strength, the situation requires both to be strong women, women who do not depend their lives on anyone but only on the Supreme owner of life.

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Ayla ran away with nothing to care about, no matter what Gus Hasan called her name and chased after her.

Until in the middle of the Bosphorus bridge, Ayla stopped her steps when she felt that no one was chasing her anymore, the atmosphere of the night was also quite quiet unlike usual. He stood on the side of the bridge with his arms outstretched, his eyes closed enjoying the sweep of the night breeze that hit his shoulder face.

“I love him ...” Ayla shouted loudly as if she was complaining to the calm moving expanse of water below.

“I love her without reason.” His voice was getting louder carried away by the night wind.

“But now I'm sorry .. I love him so sincerely! Though all I have is sincerity.”

Ayla's words came to a halt, her body collapsing to the side of the bridge, her cries growing more and more so in the silence of the night.

“I nyesel ...,” his moans sound heartbreaking.

Signs realized, in another corner turned out Gus Hasan witnessed everything Ayla said, he felt like seeing a picture of himself who was sick because he loved his sister-in-law.

“I'm also as sick as that Ay .. maybe even more. Sorry ... I just don't want to give you hope for something I can't control myself.”

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After returning from her father's grave, Aisha is now unpacking the contents of her suitcase that she had not been able to pack last night. He scratched the file in his hand that was tucked between the things he was carrying.

“Aisha wants to try to find work, ma'am here,” said Aisha still holds her medical diploma, since the completion of the internship she has not had time to return to medicine because she was married first.

“It will definitely be very complicated licensing Dear, let alone you are not a citizen here,” said Maya worried.

“Susah does not mean it can not be Bu .. insyaAllah Aisha certainly can be Ma'am, Aisha just needs a prayer from Mother,” said Aisha with perseverance.

“Mother's Prayer always accompanies your step Nak.”

Maya's smile rang from both corners of her lips, so her daughter if she already had the determination of something, Aisha would never give up before fate forced her to give up, like being the wife of Faris Zein Abdullah, perhaps now fate is forcing her to surrender.

“Ya already if you still want to try, Mom will be here until you get a job and live well here.”

Now it is Aisha's turn to smile, she is lucky to have a mother who is always there to accompany and support her every step.

“Aisha wants to buy food first yes Bu,” said Aisha after cleaning her belongings.

“Why not deliver it Dear?” Maya, who was in the bathroom, shouted in response to her daughter's words.

“All walks Bu, bentar.” Aisha also shouted because she was already in the doorway.

In another corner but still in the same city, Faisal drove his car to the residence of his parents, last night he got a message if his sister went home first before finishing the event.

“Isal want to take Ayla out ya Ba a minute.” As Faisal said before bringing his sister out of the house.

He knew that Ayla must have been very tired of being at such an event last night, so today she would take her sister for a walk in exchange for Ayla's boredom at last night's event.

“We eat first yes, Brother has not eaten this from morning,” said Faisal then deflected the steering wheel in the direction of one of the cafes and restos lined up.

Aisha, who was waiting for her order food, accidentally caught a pair of young men who were familiar to her sitting at one of the tables not far from her place.

“They are more pantes so a couple than brother adek,” muttered Aisha who was still watching Faisal and Ayla who had been looking fun joking with each other.

Suddenly, Aisha caught a suspicious looking man wearing a mask and hat who was seen to keep watching Faisal and Ayla from the other table. Aisha grows suspicious when the man appears to be hiding something behind his desk, and Aisha doesn't see it very clearly.

Aisha grows curious about what the man is doing next, but suddenly a servant comes up to her and hands over her order, making Aisha turn away from the suspicious-looking man who is stalking Faisal and Ayla.

Dorrr ... dorrr .. when the atmosphere becomes very noisy after the sound of an ear-splitting shot.

Aisha who was interacting with the waiter was not very understanding of what happened until she saw the man she suspected had run out, in a corner of the room, a man collapsed to the floor with blood on his arm. The man was none other than Faisal who was now unconscious with blood continuing to flow from the left side of his arm. Ayla herself was crying hysterically holding her sister who was now unconscious.

“Help me .. help me please!” ayla shouted as the other visitors were still shocked by what had just happened.

As a fellow human who is obliged to help each other, Aisha immediately approached Ayla who was still hysterical.

Without saying much, he immediately took over Faisal from Ayla's lap and spread it out on the floor. After checking Faisal's pulse which turned out to be still palpable, immediately Aisha then tore the shirt on the arm of Faisal who was shot, he took out his knife which he had grabbed from the mini bar cafe and doused it with vinegar as an antiseptic.

“What do you want?” Ayla stopped Aisha's activities by pointing her knife at Faisal's wound.

“Certainly saved your sister,” said Aisha issued her identification as a doctor who had completed her studies to convince Ayla.

“I'm a doctor,” added Aisha while Ayla was still silent.

“We just take it to the Hospital, there the handling is more complete,” proposed Ayla really panicked to see her brother unconscious.

“We must remove the bullet first, five minutes longer this bullet is still lodged in his body .. You must bury your brother.”

Aisha resumed her activities, splitting Faisal's wounds and removing the bullets one by one. Although she is not a surgeon like her husband, but at least Aisha should be able to take action when faced with events like this. Although honestly at this time Aisha's heart was beating because of it, her hands were also trembling slightly when she was clashing with Faisal's skin.

Tring ... tring ….

“Save it as proof,” said Aisha who finally managed to pull out the bullet.

Aisha immediately removed the scarf she was wearing and wrapped it on Faisal's wound to stop the bleeding because she could not directly sew the wound there, other than a tool that was not there, he also needs further examination. Currently the most important bullet has been successfully removed so as to minimize the risk that may occur.

“Help me,” said Aisha asked the people there for help lifting Faisal into the car and taking him to the Hospital.

Aisha takes Faisal to the Hospital because Ayla has to drive Faisal's car which now takes them to the Hospital, but Aisha turns around after confirming that Faisal has treatment, he remembered that maybe his mother in the apartment was waiting and worrying about him.

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