Not Laila Majnun
Unconscious

Lukman came in with a fresher face. His face looked more handsome in Septi's eyes. A man with a cold face and fierce but delicious in the eyes. Making his soul arid like doused in rain. Fresh and healthy.

"Who?" Tanya Lukman was still in a standing position while picking up the phone that was on the table.

"I-it" Septi was terrified of course and the ringing of the phone from Lukman's phone left him stunned. His chest was pounding more and more afraid that the wife would complain about him.

"Assalamualaikum is there Mr Supri?"

Septi sighed with relief as it turned out that it was not a call from his wife Lukman.

"W-what?

Yes Alloh

Yes, I'll be there soon"

"A-what's wrong?" Septi asked by frowning his eyebrows because he saw Lukman's face that was not as usual.

"The rice granary is exhausted in the rat attack. I have to go there now. I'll get Daniyah here later!"

"No need to mas. I'm alone!"

Lukman looked at him sharply and according to Septi it was a form of anxiety and affection. His heart again warms to get excessive attention from the idol.

As if knowing what his interlocutor was worried about, Septi then said, "I'll be fine"

"Please promise me you won't do anything no-no!"

Septi nodded his head according to this man.

"I'll be right back when it's all over"

Again Septi nodded his head steadily as if bewitched by the words of the poet. He had decided to keep his womb so that Lukman would not leave him.

Lukman immediately rushed to walk away from Septi's room as there was a part of his heart that was not willing to leave the girl containing the seed of a savage man. Septi's sad and resigned face made Lukman feel pity and there was an urge to take care of him. The fragile girl who always obeyed him and tended to be stupid also resigned in the face of his life.

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When Lukman arrived at the rice barn where his crops were stored, the atmosphere was very crowded because the residents crowded there.

Mr. Supri and Mr. Mukhtar hurriedly approached Lukman when he saw the arrival of his boss.

Everyone who already knew him paved the way for him so that he could easily arrive inside the warehouse. How surprised Lukman was to see that there was no grain left. The barn was empty. He immediately clung to the wall to withstand the weight of his body that was about to collapse down.

How not the harvest this time is fairly good and the grains of half the land he has already entered the granary and last night the grain in super large quantities was exhausted unceremoniously. That meant that his four months of work had been in vain. His head suddenly dizzy considering if he had to pay the salaries of employees and farm workers later this month.

His knees were limp but he kept walking and Lukman saw in one corner near the wall there was a big hole there.

The frenzied atmosphere outside the warehouse was opposite to what Lukman felt. Suddenly, the world felt very quiet.

The face she had left since yesterday was dancing in front of her. She was like seeing Laila break through a wall and approach her with a smile. Labib and Latif also came with him. Lukman gulped, realizing a sudden longing in his heart. Missing his wife and children.

"Citizens returning home from dawn prayers saw a large number of rats coming out of a hole near our rice fields and then into a trench. The people who saw it were silent and did not know what to do. Their numbers are estimated to be thousands and when telling this they look shudder in horror. And they also said it only happened a few minutes after they all realized then they approached the trench and found nothing there. The water in the trench does not stir at all. It's calm like nothing's going into it. The water was not murky at all, still clear as usual. And after tracing the path that is expected to pass the rats until they are here. Mr. Soleh who is guarding here also happens to be willing to open a warehouse to turn off the light switch. Once inside they were stunned because the state of the warehouse was empty containing nothing at all. And strangely sir, it just happens here." Mr. Mukhtar told me what happened at length.

Lukman was only able to close his eyes when he heard the explanation from both of his employees. His lips were unable to respond. I don't know why his mind this time was filled with the face of the wife who was sad.

As much as Lukman's energy walked out of the barn warehouse on his way through the crowd of residents who are still loyal to see there. He has no power anymore. Just walking dragging his feet while lowering his head.

Not the office he was going to but to the mushollah who was nearby.

"Leave me alone!" He said when he found out Mr. Supri and Mr. Mukhtar also some employees followed him.

Sounded sir also Mr. Soleh who apologized for not being aware and claimed to have been late. Lukman just nodded his head did not intend to answer because his lips were still mute.

The new sun rose as high as a spear and Lukman chose to perform the dhuha prayer on the terrace of the musollah. Choose to sit there and say the name of Alloh with hope.

"What is my contemptible day Ya Alloh. How we will say about all this to our clients later. We agreed and promised to send our crops this time to all our clients. I have to how ya Alloh? I have to how to account for all this.?"

The phone in his floundering pocket made him stop his complaints to the Creator.

Seeing the name of the caller, he immediately lifted it with a lip arch that he unconsciously did.

"Assalamualaikum darling...." The woman he misses so much right now.

Listening to his voice was like getting drinking water in the heat of the Sahara desert. Happy and soothing.

"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullah... Have the children left for school?"

The shadow as they were together every morning made his heart feel claustrophobic. There was regret in him that he was unable to say.

"Had dong dad... What time is it?"

Lukman glanced at the clock turned out to have shown at half-nine and of course the children had gone to school since then.

"What's wrong?" Ask Laila.

"Kangin...."

"Me too's. Want to talk to dad, right? But I think we're taking a break"

"Why are you yank again?"

"This is talking to my girlfriend again"

Lukman chuckled at the spoiled voice of his wife that sounded melodious in his ears.

"Don't fish for starving fish" she responded to the wife's temptation.

"No trust in tuh. I was left alone yesterday"

"Sorry, the situation is squashed dear. I had to do it. Sorry"

"Apardon is not accepted" replied Laila Ketus. It's delicious, her mind