New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
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“Ayla how are you? You seem more reserved than the last time we met,” greeting Faris who was sitting across from the girl, while Aisha of course was sitting on the side chair.

“Like you know, I’m good,” he said without even lifting his face, he was busy with appetizers that had just been a waitress treats.

“Ayla, raise your face while talking, Nak.” Abbas rebuked his daughter, apparently realizing Ayla's toughness towards her colleague.

“It’s okay, Sir. Maybe Ayla's got a lot of thoughts. I understand at his age now must be a matter of lecture sometimes stressful,” said Faris trying to understand Ayla's toughness towards him.

While the object of conversation actually put the spoon, grabbed the bag and rose from his chair, “I’m done here. Ayla came home Ba, Mi,” she said without waiting for answers from her parents.

Abbas soon rose from his seat, “Ayla! Stop at your place now!” he said full of warnings.make other visitors suddenly turn to him. It seems that Abbas Abbas can no longer resist his daughter's behavior. While the one who was shouted at was not the slightest intention to stop his steps.

“Ba, it’s okay justin aja Ayla home. At least he's been trying to keep his promise to come with us tonight.” Ajeng immediately grabbed her husband's arm, stroking it gently to relieve the agitated-looking anger from the look of her husband. “Sit Ba, not good same Nak Faris and Aisha. same other visitors also.” Ajeng brought her husband back to his seat.

“We are really sorry for the attitude of our daughter, Nak Faris, Aisha. Ayla is not usually like this. It may be true that Nak Faris said, Ayla is having a lot of thoughts because of her college.” Abbas looked so unkind to his guests. Lately, his daughter's attitude has always made him wipe his chest.

“It’s okay it’s okay, we understand, Mr.”

“Once again we apologize for Ayla.”'s attitude Ajeng even repeated his apology. “We enjoy the meal, please,” he continued when several waiters presented the main menu of the dinner.

“Excuse me, I say to the toilet for a while.” Aisha got up from her seat, saying goodbye to the couple after first whispering to her husband.

Aisha is walking gontai down the hallway that will take her to the room she was referring to, her mind is now filled with guilt because it looks like her whereabouts are ruining her husband's event tonight.

The scent of the floor cleaner instantly wafted as Aisha managed to bring her steps to the toilet. He sat for a long time in one of the rooms. Ayla's attitude had completely consumed her mind. “I shouldn't have come,” lamented back at the end of the sink.

Before coming back out, Aisha took the time to go to the large glass that was installed throughout the room, intending to fix the hijab and its makeup, unexpectedly it turns out that the girl who had just disturbed her mind was standing washing her face in front of the glass which was also Aisha's goal. Ayla hasn't really come home yet.

“Sorry I ruined your appetite for dinner,” Aisha said as the girl seemed unaware of her whereabouts.

Ayla just turned her head, took out a tissue to dry her face and reorganized her makeup. “How is my brother?” the question came out just like that, he did not even look at his interlocutor at all.

“Our sister,” said Aisha confirmed Ayla's sentence.

That sentence managed to make Ayla turn her head, “I have not willingly shared my sister with you.”

Aisha just commented on her smile, she understood the feeling of the girl in front of her, “Kak Isal well. He's busy with campus and office, so maybe he hasn't stopped you.”

Ayla just shook her shoulders, not intending to respond to Aisha's words. He does not want to be more disappointed if he linger to discuss it. He immediately grabbed his bag lying down and stepped out leaving Aisha who was still gripping herself in front of the glass.

A moment later after Ayla's departure, Aisha suddenly felt her stomach cramp instantly. The pain was even like radiating his chest. His hands tried to hold on to the side of the sink to support his body, but in fact the cramps in his stomach made both his legs instantly limp, Aisha collapsed to the floor.

“Aww.” Aisha tried to reach her phone lying with her bag on the sink, ill-fated the pain really made Aisha helpless, the more moving the pain became to stifle her chest.

Sweat poured through his forehead, water droplets also began to protrude from both of his neutrals.

“Quiet Aisha ... everything is fine. It's just a cramp, you doctor, you can definitely do this.” Aisha unceasingly encouraged herself.

Breathe deeply and throw it away slowly. His legs he tried to straighten so as not to increase the pain. Many times he tried it, but the results were nil, the pain never subsided.

“Help me ...” He gave up and tried to ask for help, maybe someone heard his voice from out there.

Silent. The woman did not give up, with a voice that felt choked she again shouted for help.

“Please help me .. anybody help me ...” His voice grew increasingly weaned, his hands had been squeezing his stomach hoping that the pain would subside.

Out there, the girl who had not far left the toilet was faint-faced to hear the moans of someone asking for help. The longer the sound gets louder. He remembered that Aisha had not yet come out of there, and that she was alone in there. Could something happen to Aisha? his brain was trying to digest the possibilities. Putting aside her ego, Ayla again stepped towards the toilet. Sure enough, he saw Aisha had collapsed on the floor, sweat seemed to flow from both temples.

He did hate the woman, but his little heart could still make his brain think sane, his humanity was moved to see a helpless face that grimaced in pain holding his stomach.

Realizing someone's arrival, Aisha raised her face, instantly her eyes sparkled, “Ayla, help me ...” The woman seemed to be begging for mercy from the girl who was still standing in the doorway.

Following her instincts, Ayla approached Aisha who was still lying around, confused as to what to do.

“Please contact my husband,” pinta Aisha while Ayla is still flinching in front of him.

Without answering, he grabbed a bag lying next to the sink. He quickly searched for the name of the husband of the woman he wanted to help.

“Syurgaku, contact name Brother I name syurgaku.” Aisha seems to be aware of Ayla's confusion and never finds her husband's name.

“Ya Dear?” greet someone from there. Of course Faris thought it was his wife.

“Your wife is in pain in the toilet, I don't know how to carry it,” Ayla said without further ado.

“Ssshhh aww, very sick yes Allah.” Aisha unceasingly moaned, expressing the sense that now belies her. Ayla was more confused, she did not know what to do. Honestly seeing others in pain in front of him makes him so pity, although it is undeniable that his sense of regret for Aisha is still there.

Not long after a while Faris came tergopoh followed by Abbas and Ajeng behind him. Seeing his wife lying limp on the floor made him immediately join together, “What's wrong? What hurts hem?” it was clear that the face was filled with worry.

“Silver Ica Cramp, Bang. It hurts so much.”

Without waiting for a long time Faris immediately grabbed the body and carried it out which of course invited the attention of the entire restaurant.

“Sorry Sir, looks like tonight's event is quite up here. I should immediately check the condition of my wife.” Faris took the time to say goodbye to a couple who were still loyal beside him.

“It's okay, Son. May Aisha be well.”

Faris immediately took his broad steps after nodding Abbas's words, towards his car parked in the basement of the restaurant. “Propay Yes Darling, we go home now.” Unceasingly Faris calmed his wife, the man looked as if it was more painful to see the wife he so loved endure the pain in his arms.

Aisha simply closed her eyes, leaning her head against her husband's chest, hoping that by inhaling the masculine fragrance it could calm her down a little.

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