New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
Trying 2

Gus Hasan had laid his body on the mattress, even the light rays in the room had changed with dimly lit sleeping lights.

But still the net could not be closed, he still thought about the phone he found belonged to the girl who had helped him twice.

Where should he return the phone because the locked screen makes it unable to contact one of the contacts in it.

Tring, notification of incoming messages makes Gus Hasan can not not not see it. Maybe he could ask the guy for help, he thought.

“Baby.” Written name ‘Brandon’ who sent a message.

Gus Hasan smiled bitterly when he saw the contents of the message, apparently the girl already had a lover.

He put the phone back, free he could not reply to the message.

“Answer my text beb.” Again the message came from the same person, but still Gus Hasan did not reply.

Not long after the phone rang, a written incoming call from the same person who sent the message.

“Hallo Assalamualaikum,” greet Gus Hasan when sliding the green button on the screen of the phone.

“Who are you? Where’s Aiyla?” answer someone from across.

“Sorry, I found this phone earlier on the Bosphorus bridge. I don’t know whose it.”

“That’s my girlfriend’s phone.” True to Gus Hasan's guess, this man is the girl's lover.

“Oh okay, where should I back this phone?”

”Give me your address, I will meet you.”

“We can meet on the Bosphorus bridge tomorrow, at 5 pm.”

“Okay.” Tut .. call disconnected.

“The girl's name is Aiyla. Beautiful name like its owner.”

Gus Hasan returned, he tried to close his net again.

***

After returning from the office, Azka stepped into the house in a hurry, hoping Karina would remain professional with her job even though now their relationship could be considered not okay.

Azka immediately rushed to Rafa's room after first asking his housekeeper if Karina had come or not.

Azka breathed a sigh of relief as she stepped towards Rafa's room and saw Karina giving her son vitamins.

Karina who realizes Azka's arrival soon moves on after putting Rafa back in her baby bed.

Only a few steps of his arm were blocked by Azka.

“Do not get angry again,” said Azka with her raised hand to stroke the top of Karina's head that was not hijab.

Not yet Azka's sturdy hand touched Karina's head crest, the girl rewinded her steps.

“Whose child is like a child? Your sweet attitude confuses me. Everything was like a false hope that I was afraid of feeling.”

Azka pulled back her hand that*** was about to stretch out, she moved awkwardly. Justifying Karina's words.

It's true that he's been unstable, sometimes cold and sometimes he cares a lot about Karina. Without realizing it he had played with Karina's feelings.

Azka admitted wrong and finally went out without a word said, making Karina more and more inexhaustible with the stability of Azka.

***

Failing with previous efforts, Aisha did not give up on returning to get forgiveness from her husband, according to him here is indeed her position is wrong.

Aisha immediately rushed towards the trunk as Faris seemed to return to their room, perhaps picking up something left behind, she thought.

“Where is he going? Want me to drop off?” ask the driver who is in front of the car.

“Oh no need sir, I want to go with Mr. Kok,” replied Aisha politely who was immediately taken by her driver.

Aisha immediately prepared in front of the white Range Rover Sport her husband used to drive.

“Shirt is okay, make up is okay too.” Aisha repeatedly pegs herself in front of the windshield.

“Ica again what?” Faris came out of the house with a doctor's coat and a briefcase.

“Eh Brother, let's go together,” invite Aisha to widen her smile even more.

“Ica want to come to Hospital?”

“Mau nemenin Abang,” replied Aisha with confidence.

“A 30-second approach, sitting next to him, reminding him to wear a seat belt, then apologize.”

“Totally?” ask Faris who immediately embraced Aisha with spirit.

“OK, Ica who drove,” said Faris with a frequent.

“Hah? Who drives the car?” Aisha was completely shocked by Faris' reply.

“In CV Ica it says that Ica has a SIM A right?”

“Iya really Ica have SIM A, but after having SIM Ica not ...” Aisha's sentence was cut because Faris first got into the car.

“How are you? I've never driven a car before.” Aisha cursed her own stupidity.

“Cayo Cepetan! We are too late,” cried Faris from the car.

“Ah i-iya Bang.”

Aisha sat in the steering wheel feeling ungodly, she was confused as to what to do. Fortunately, Aisha often plays car racing games on her phone, at least it will help a little.

Faris who sat in the passenger seat seemed to hold his smile to see the reaction of his wife who he thought was very adorable.

Aisha started to start the engine and slowly drove it at a steady pace.

“Ica beware!” Faris reminded Aisha with herself who had held the handle of the car tightly because of the unstable pace of the car.

“Awas Ca beware. Try to make it more stable!” Faris screamed again because the car Aisha was driving began to run out of control.

“Iya Yes Ica know kok!” Aisha answered similarly in panic.

“Don't whip!” again Faris shouted when the car he was riding almost hit the car in front of him.

“Ca Brother said try more stable.” Faris started pulling her seatbelt.

“Iya Brother, Ica tau!”

Many times Faris was made to bounce to the right and left because the car was completely unbalanced.

“Ca slow! Reduce speed.”

“Awas!” Faris shouted that the car had almost hit another vehicle parked in the hospital yard.

Fortunately Faris quickly took over the wheel and stepped on the brakes as hard as he could.

“Ica!” faris shouted with a rounding of his net when the car had completely stopped.

Aisha only widened her smile, displaying a row of her neat teeth in response to Faris who looked very tormented in the passenger seat because of her actions.

Faris immediately came out with an unsteady body, crouched down and immediately let out his entrails. It felt like his stomach was really being shuffled, he was drunk.

“Abang ... Brother all right?” Aisha immediately got down from the car following her husband, giving him mineral water while occasionally massaging his neck gently.

“Nona Aisha! You really have a SIM?” asked Faris with a probing look.

“Ica has it. But after dapet SIM, this is the first time Ica drove,” replied Aisha plain.

“Aduh.” Patting her own eel, it appears she exhaled a long breath, regretting her offer for Aisha to drive.

***

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