Reaching the Moon
Chapter 01

...Losing gives us a lesson: there will be new meetings....

...(.(.Fenny February)...

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A bespectacled adult man just got out of his car with his assistant in the hotel parking lot. With firm and wide steps, the man in a suit walked into the multifunctional room of the hotel that had been transformed into a room so beautiful.

With pink and white flower ornaments, combined with matching fabric ornaments, making the originally plain room now turn like a flower palace.

"Preparation is 97% before your wedding tomorrow. How, Zam? This has been adjusted to the request of your future wife," said Arfan, the personal assistant and college friend Nizam.

Nizam nodded slowly with a smile. "Aura's taste is indeed very gentle, she must really like this." The man pulled out his phone and took a picture at some point in the room.

Just now he was about to send the photo to Aura's mobile number, a call from his future father-in-law had already entered. Not wanting to lock time, Nizam immediately picked it up.

However, like being struck by lightning, the man's face instantly changed pias. "I'm going straight there, Om."

"What's up, Zam?" asked Arfan who could clearly see the change in the look of his best friend's face in just a few seconds.

"Aura, he ...." Nizam could not finish his words and immediately ran out of the room. "Fan, hurry!" his words were a little screamed because of their growing distance.

The car was traveling at high speed behind Nizam's control. The man looks very agitated. His forehead shriveled, his jawline became more visible and his fingers gripped firmly at the steering wheel of the car in front of him.

Arfan who was sitting next to him could only close his eyes as if he was in a car race. Manegur was free because the words will not be written by Nizam. The worry about his future wife had taken possession of the man's mind.

The car arrived in front of the hospital. "Please park the car." Nizam ran first to leave the car where Arfan was still sitting in it.

The man ran in search of the ER room where Aura was now getting a hand in hand as her in-laws had said a few minutes ago. There were already both Aura's parents and both her parents who were crying. The situation made Nizam's footsteps slow down with his heart pounding with fear of the news that he soon heard.

"How's the Aura doing?" The quiet and stressed voice of Nizam suddenly made the four people turn towards him with a sad look. Even the mother immediately hugged him.

"You are patient, well, dear," said Khaira with a trembling voice and a hand gently rubbing the son's back.

"What's up, Mother? What's going on?" Nizam took off his embrace, looking at the middle-aged woman before him with eyes that had been soaked by tears.

Khaira did not reply, the 46-year-old woman chose to withdraw Nizam's hand and bring him before Aura's parents.

"Aura, a few minutes ago the doctor declared the time of his death" Ali said with a trembling voice and a moving hand wiping away tears, although in the end the tears still flowed back.

"W-what?" Nizam's body immediately felt powerless. His gaze began to blur by the clear feathers gathered in his eye peluk.

His heart is broken, his heart is wounded. Yes, his world collapsed, the dreams and ideals he was trying to realize are now extinct. The man stepped back with a blank look and a hand that smothered his own mouth.

I don't know which one will propose to me first, you or death.

A piece of Aura's words seven years ago suddenly flashed through his mind, further making the man's heart ache with the circumstances. Why is destiny so cruel? Tomorrow he will have his dream wedding, but what is this? Everything is completely destroyed!

Nizam stepped away with his legs feeling so weak, bringing his body to a makeshift staircase where no one could see him there.

A single tear had now escaped wetting his cheek after he had tried to hold it back since then. The longer the droplet changed into a stream of wounds that carried the sound of accompanying it. The man cried in solitude, taking out all the pain that had made his chest feel tight.

"Aura, have your heart," the man then sat down on the stairs and buried his face in both arms resting on both knees. The man's body trembled, occasionally a sobbing sound managed to escape from his mouth.

I don't know how long Nizam has been alone on the emergency stairs. After tired of spilling his tightness, the man now opened the door to get out of the emergency stairs. However, just as he stepped out, a woman with a mask covering part of her face suddenly accidentally bumped into him.

"I'm sorry" said the woman briefly and then ran back. Nizam did not know what was happening, but the woman's eyes were also as swollen as she was, even tears still seemed to flow profusely from her eyes.

Nizam looked at the whole corner of the place which was now very quiet. Can he make sure that this time has entered early morning. Silent and desolate, that was what happened and he felt at this moment. Wishing to blame the circumstances will not change anything, all has been written in Lauhul Mahfuz.

Just as he was about to step up, his gaze was instead fixed on a necklace with a Moon pendant on the floor. Nizam doesn't know who the owner is. However, his dugan leads to the woman who just hit him earlier.

A month had passed, and a month had not spoken much. There was no smile and no more jokes from the man. Although he has a cute character, but for his sister and both parents, the character does not apply.

Tok tok tok tok

"Sir Nizam, can Nizwa come in?" the girl asked after knocking on the door of her room.

There was no confirmation from inside the room, but not long after the door opened.

"Sister!" Nizwa poked her head into the room, looking at the back of the older brother who had now returned to sit on the sofa opposite his macbook.

Nizwa blushes her lips when her call is not answered by Nizam. The girl entered the room and chose to sit next to her sister.

"Busy huh, sister?" ask the girl. Instead of hearing Nizam's voice, it was the keyboard that filled his current hearing.

"When do you want to be like this? Do not want to socialize, even just the same family at home was not. After work, Brother did everything just from the room."

Nizam again did not answer a series of questions from Nizwa. He just looked at the sister with a lethargic look.

"Why silence, brother? Nizwa misses the same ignorant attitude Brother. Where's my sister Nizamku?" The girl's eyes glazed over, the clear hairs now escaped wetting her cheeks.

"Sorry." Only those words could Nizam speak while bowed.

"The departure of Kak Aura. Don't be weak, brother. Shame on your big muscles." Nizwa pointed at Nizam's muscular arms while laughing out loud, hoping that the older brother could be comforted. However, in fact, the man only pulled the tip of his lips as if smiling, but his eyes still look sad.

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of knocking on the door, accompanied by a greeting from Arfan, made Nizwa a little panic and quickly wanted to wipe away her tears, but stopped when Nizam first rubbed her cheeks with two thumbs. "You're ugly when you cry."

Nizwa just smiled looking at Nizam. He hopes that his brother does not fall again and can return to his cheerfulness as usual.

"Sister, borrow the scabbard, I don't wear the hood."

Nizam nodded and gave her scabbard which happened to be folded on the table. The man stared at the departure of the sister who then changed with the entry of Arfan in his room.

"The investigation has come out." Arfan sat next to Nizam and took out some paper from the map.

"Here it is explained that the Aura car had a gasoline leak that caused electrical problems and caused the car to burn while driving."

Nizam took the paper and reread the report of the investigation. He had heard the story from Ali that Aura was found in a terrible state, almost all of his body was burned, although still breathing when rushed to the hospital, in the end, the woman's life could not be saved.

"Alright, thank you," said Nizam briefly, then asked Arfan to come out because he wanted to be alone.

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The night had come, but Nizam's room was still dark. Only moonlight came through the window slit and made some of the room slightly bright including the sofa, where the man sat while looking at a collection of photos of Aura on social media.

Of the many photos he saw in turn, his thumb stopped at a photo where Aura was standing in front of an old warehouse. Nizam just remembered, recently Aura was interviewed as a witness to the drug transactions of some people who made the warehouse as his headquarters.

The man again shifted Aura's photo and again his finger stopped on a photo where Aura was taking a picture in front of a mirror inside where he did a wedding dress fitting.

There is nothing strange about the photo if you look at it at a glance, but from the reflection of the mirror, a man looks at Aura from outside the window glass that is the background.

Nizam nibbled his temple which felt pulsating. He tried to think positively if it was all just a coincidence. However, the man's gaze accidentally fell on the map of Arfan following the incoming moonlight illuminating the table. Curiosity made him reopen the map and observe some photos of the police investigation in the city of A. The man's forehead wrinkled when he saw one of the photos he thought was odd.

"I'm trying to think positively, but why is it that the more I look at these pictures, I feel like this accident is like someone is doing it on purpose?

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