The Last Love of My Life
Disarray

Ana is now sitting quietly in front of the two men, the two men are busy keeping some files on the table. Seeing that it could only make Ana lower her head deeply, she was only afraid that her identity would be revealed in front of Rifki.

The three people were in the spacious living room, there were only three of them because the others were doing their own activities. For an hour they were in a very stressful position, even without the slightest conversation between the three.

Some members of the Gengcobra were on guard in the front yard of the house, and some other workers were doing their work of cooking, cleaning the yard, watering plants, and so forth so that they seemed busy with their respective affairs.

"It's all written here, isn't it, sir?" Ask Rifki because the file she brought was completely missing Ana's name.

"All I have written, Young Master. How old is Ana?"

"40 years." Answer Ana.

"Find the file 40 years ago, sir. Maybe the list of names is there, "Rifki's orders after hearing Ana's answer.

"Good Young Master."

Hendra also refocused with the file, he also confirmed the position of his glasses so that he was clear to see the writing there. They searched long enough, but the name was not there either.

Seeing the seriousness they looked for, Ana's hands broke out in cold sweat with her irregular heartbeat. He was only afraid if his identity was revealed, while he had never explained anything to his son so as not to hate his own father.

"Of all the files that are here, there is absolutely no Novialiana, Young Master." The words instantly instantly made Ana feel like numb.

Rifki stared at Ana with a very intimidating look, while Ana was unable to explain anything to Rifki at the moment. However, at that moment also her tears melted and fell just like that.

"Who are you really?" Ask Rifki.

Ana was speechless, as if she would not have a word to avoid Rifki's question. Seeing the residence of Ana, Rifki immediately told Pak Hendra to return to Surya Jayantara, with a little head down he then rushed to leave Rifki and Ana at that place.

"You can't get away from me now, who are you?" Ask Rifki who repeated her question in a tone like she was holding back a sadness.

"You want to know who I am?" Ask Ana.

"Yes. Say who you are?"

"We're in your workroom."

Ana got up from her seat, she walked ahead of Rifki. While Rifki, he then followed her, and the two entered the workspace owned by Rifki is very closed. Ana stood back to Rifki, and she stared at a painting there.

"Maybe it's time you found out who I am."

Ana also sighed heavily, she needed to mentally prepare when going to do the next action like what. He will not be able to hide his identity for too long, because time alone will reveal it.

When she felt calmer, Ana turned to Rifki and looked at the man in front of her. Both of his eyes looked red, as if they would hold back all those tears that were about to drip.

Ana also approached the direction where Rifki was standing, when she walked closer, her hand was slowly opening the veil. Just a second later, the veil slowly cleared itself.

Rifki widened her eyes not believing what she saw at this time, the face of a woman who was very much missed was in front of her. Rifki was crying right then and there, and she couldn't believe what she was seeing right now.

"Riffy." Call Nadhira slowly but still able to be heard by Rifki.

"Dhira." A single tear was dripping down his cheek.

Quickly, Rifki also pulled Nadhira's hand and hugged her very tightly, so much longing that was in her heart at this time. Nadhira closed his eyes feeling the warmth of Rifki's embrace to him, and slowly the land of his hands was coiled in the body of Rifki.

Sounded soft stuffing from Rifki's lips that vibrated, very difficult to interpret his feelings at this time. Both of them also cried to express a lot of longing, it has been 15 years the two separated.

"It's really you, isn't it, honey? I'm not dreaming at all, am I? You really go home? Please don't be a dream. I'm afraid if I open my eyes, and realize that this is just a dream."

"You're not dreaming, Rif. I'm sorry, I can explain everything to you."

"I don't need your explanation, Dhira. You just coming back with me is enough for me, I don't want anything, I just want you to no longer leave to leave me."

Rifki was so happy to see Nadhira, as if his spirit would come back to life, the long lost spirit he finally had again. Rifki does not need any explanation, because he is sure that whatever is done by Nadhira must have a reason.

Nadhira could not have wished for his love, he could not have reneged on the sacred promise of his marriage. Until death, Nadhira will always love Rifki, as well as Rifki who will always love Nadhira.

Rifki kissed Nadhira several times, it felt so happy when she saw Nadhira and grateful because Nadhira wanted to come back with her. Nadhira and Rifki are so late with what both are doing at the moment, and that sense of comfort envelops them both.

"You know, I'm so devastated without you, Dhira. Sangking unfortunately me to you, makes me no longer feel happy after your departure. Now it feels like my happiness is coming again, don't leave me again, I love you so much."

"His love of me for you, I don't want a single wound on your body, Rif. Being with me will be so much pain,"

"But if I'm not with you, I'll die."

Rifki rubbed the top of Nadhira's head that was still covered by the hijab, both of them seemed to dissolve to release each other's longing so very deep. The smell of Nadhira's hair never changed at all, always able to make Rifki feel calm.

"Young Master! Young Master! Save yourself!" There was a noise outside the house.

Hearing the scream, Nadhira and Rifki let go of their embrace. The two did not know what was happening at this time in the house, but their screams were so panicked.

"Rif, what's out there?" Nadhira asked who looked so panicked.

"Wear your veil again. You need to get out of here, " said Rifki, who took a veil in Nadhira's hand and put it on.

"No. I don't want to leave you,"

"Save yourself first, Dhira. I'll catch up with you soon, trust me that I'll be fine" Rifki clasped Nadhira's hand tightly to strengthen the woman.

"Meeting you is a fortune to me, Dhira. They want me, go and make you safe. I love you so much, more than my whole life."

"I don't want to leave you under any circumstances, Rif. Let me die earlier than you,"

"Don't be stubborn Dhira, go with your new identity, and don't let them know. Stay Ana, don't let them or anyone else know that you're my Nadhir."

"Rifki, why did you just tell me to go to save my life? Why don't you come with me? I can't do that, I can't."

"I'll catch up with you later, honey. Trust me, now that you go first and wait for myself on the border there, I will come there as soon as possible. If you fight with me, they'll know who you are, and I don't want them all to know."

"I can finish them off in silence, why should I leave you?"

"Don't waste time just debating this, Dhira. Wait for me there, I'll be there soon."

Nadhira's tears could not be dammed anymore, let alone staring at the face of Rifki who looked so very afraid of losing himself for the second time. From both eyes alone, Nadhira was able to know that Rifki was so serious with the word he said.

"Dhira, please listen to me once. Nurut huh? Don't argue anymore. I know you can't leave me here alone, but please just once, don't argue anymore."

"Alright if that's your will, Rif. Come quickly, don't tell me to wait too long. If you don't show up soon, I'm gonna go back to this house to find you."

"Yes, I'll be here soon."

Rifki also walked towards the window of the house along with Nadhira, he also opened the window so that Nadhira could pass through it easily. Nadhira also stared fixedly at Rifki's face, very unwilling to leave the man he loved.

Rifki nodded her head confidently to Nadhira, with a heavy heart Nadhira also stepped out of the house through the window of his house. Droplets after tears fell, it felt that the two were not willing to go back to separate at this time.

When Rifki closed the window again, the door to the room was broken just from outside. It looks like two members of Gengcobra who bounced and fell on the floor while holding his chest pain due to a kick.

"Young Master, run fast!" Shouted one of them.

Rifki also saw the workers were scattering, it seems the whole house was very panicked let alone see some members of Gengcobra had battered made. Rifki immediately rushed closer to the two men, and he also helped the two.

"What's going on?" Ask Rifki.

"So many people have invaded this place, Young Master. We all can't handle it, the other members of the Gengcobra are on their way here. Quickly save yourself, until the members of Gengcobra come here."

It seemed that the members of the Gengcobra looked so limp, even the two of them could not stand properly at this moment. Rifki also smelled a familiar scent from the two, and Rifki also helped the two to sit while leaning against the wall.

"You guys got dope. Who did this?" Ask Rifki who is aware about the drug.

"I don't recognize them all, their faces seem so unfamiliar, not like the enemy of the Young Master all along. They are so ingenious that they have planned everything carefully" he said weakly.

Rifki was silent for a few seconds listening to the explanation of the man in front of him, himself did not recognize them, no matter what their intentions were to attack his house at this time. There was no motive whatsoever to make them attack that place at this time, even Rifki felt that he had never sought for anyone and even the members of the Gengters had submitted to him and joined the Gengcobra.

"Who are they?"

*****

Nadhira was standing in the place that had been determined by Rifki before, he was anxious waiting for the arrival of Rifki who knew when. Her body trembled because she was worried about her husband, as strong as Rifki, she was still a human who had limits.

Rifki has promised that he will catch up with Nadhira as soon as possible, but already 20 minutes he is there, there is no sign of Rifki coming. His feelings are increasingly uncharacteristic at this time, but Rifki forbid it at this time.

"O Allah, protect the husband of the servant, the servant begs You, only You are able to protect him because You are as good as the Protector."

Nadhira is very afraid if something happens with Rifki, and he will curse himself if Rifki until why because he died Rifki before. The fear grew longer, not because of cause but because Rifki who never came to see him.

"Begging your Lord, not the salvation of others, but your salvation!" Someone from behind Nadhira.

Hearing that, Nadhira immediately turned to the source of the voice. He found the figure of a woman who was very familiar to him but his face did not change at all even though he had not met for a dozen years. Nadhira was so shocked when he saw the woman, who was none other than Sena with her five men.

"It turns out you're still alive in this world, Dhira. You won't be able to pretend in front of me" Sena said with a sly smile.

"Dhira's? My name is Ana, not Dhira." Said Nadhira who tried his best to be calm in front of the woman.

"Haha.... Your words can't fool me, Dhira. Look at that wrist of yours, if you're not Dhira where maybe the old scar is there. The wounds I've created."

Nadhira also turned to the wrist intended by Sena, but there was absolutely no trace of anything left behind. I don't know why Sena could say that to him, and pretend that there was a scar on his hand.

"Why are you looking at your hand? Are you afraid that what I said earlier is true?" Ask Sena again.

"What do you mean?!"

"If you're not Dhira and don't have a scar on your hand, then maybe you're looking at your hand. With the way you look, I can tell that you're Nadhira."

"What kind of empty mouth are you saying!"

"You'll soon be lost in my hands, Dhira. Say goodbye to your world!"

Without saying a word, Sena and his five men immediately attacked Nadhira. Nadhira who was not ready to receive the attack finally bounced on the ground while holding his stomach.

"It hurts? Come on, you'll die easily later."

"I told you, I'm not Dhira." It feels like he really wants to vomit due to being hit by a tuby kick from the six people.

"Bullshit!"