The East End (Warrior's Wait)
Decapitate Me For The Last Time

My heart is now fragile and helpless

The blood stopped flowing

The tears were dry as well

So much you have towards me

You're gonna make me always miss not touching.

Like a storm hitting the body

As if it were no longer found

You are now only a shadow, no longer touchable

With the twilight wheelchair at the airport, Putra and Dusk will fly to Papua. Their departure was delivered by Mother Mutia and Pak Wahyu.

" Bang, before the plane I want to hug Avan first." Pinta Dusk.

The son glanced at Mother Mutia, then Mother Mutia handed Avan to the deck of the Dusk. And Dusk immediately kissed Avan's cheeks, instantly This tiny baby immediately squirms amusedly.

" Sorry, Mother, Mother, do this for you, baby. Don't be naughty, be a sholeh kid, baby, take care of me."

All who saw him could not hold back the day, the Son put his face up to hold back the tears from falling.

" Mom, I forgive Dusk's mistake. And thanks for all of it. Dusk ask for Avan, take care of Avan like your grandchildren."

" Yes son, Mother and Father will take care of Avan." Said Mutia's mother while shedding her tears.

An informed voice call was heard, that the plane that was going to Papua would take off soon.

With a heavy sense of Dusk handed Avan to Mother Mutia, and Avan arrived - suddenly crying like she knew would part with her Mother.

Owaaa.... Owaaa.....

Avan wept bitterly, until Dusk could not resist the crying, and felt heartless to leave his baby.

Owaaa.....

" Wait Bang." Say Dusk when Putra will push the wheelchair that is seated at Dusk.

" Mother, once again Dusk wants to hug Avan." Pinta Dusk.

Then Mother Mutia handed Avan back, immediately Avan stopped crying while in the arms of Dusk.

" Dear, sholeh her child Mother do not cry. Mother will never leave you, but Mother will always be in your heart. Don't cry anymore, baby."

Avan stopped crying, he was silent like never before, after kissing both cheeks Avan Dusk handed her to Mother Mutia.

" Come Bang." Dusk.

The son pushed the wheelchair towards the plane that would take them to Papua.

****

On the plane, Putra chose the Executive class he wanted the flight this time because of the condition of the Dusk is sick want to feel comfortable.

" Bang, thank you for fulfilling the Dusk's request this time."

" Yes dear, you also want to remember those times again. Even though that's where the problem started." Say the Son by tightly grasping the hand of Dusk.

On the plane after a short conversation, Dusk was just sleeping. And Dusk prefers to sleep resting her head on her husband's shoulders.

The son closed his eyes, the tightness of the heart he now felt, like being pierced by dozens of spears.Tears could no longer be weathered, crying silently without sound.

******

Andra sat under a large tree around the Battalion. He looked blankly towards the straight, a heart that was so congested that he felt right now.

Andra lowered her face, the instant her body shook the cries she was holding instantly overflowed as well .

" Hiks.. Dari, Abang does still love you until this second hiks..you are the first Love Brother that is really difficult to forget. Honest brother has not been able to open his heart, because this Love is only for you, even though he is wrong. Hiks.. hiks... "

*******

Hiks.. hiks..

" Mother can't afford Daddy, it's like a farewell." Mutia's mother cried while hugging Avan.

" Dad is also the same Bund, Daddy's chest tightness. Dusk did this for Avan, and he was willing to risk his life. His fate was indeed he was far from happy, only the Son and Avan source to his part." Said Pak Wahyu while rubbing his wife's back.

Avan seemed to understand, The little baby had his eyes glazed - glass as if he wanted to cry. Mother Mutia and Pak Wahyu immediately caressed the spoiled and comforted Avan.

*******

Dusk and Putra are now in the house of the former Dusk Service, where now they are in a room where they do not have time to enjoy the nights together.

" Bang, Dusk feels back to that time but.." Dusk stopped his speech.

" Don't remember the bad times, just remember the good times, baby." Said the Son while kissing his wife's soft lips.

" Bang, Dusk wants to enjoy the fullest with Brother, a lot of time is wasted for our togetherness."

" Sister is also the same want to always hold you dear, brother kangen same you old brother does not taste sweet honey with you dear."

The son kissed the lips of twilight, and Dusk returned the soft kiss of her husband. They also exchanged****** and replied to play the tongue and exchange saliva.

" So you're afraid to ask for more, but it's impossible." Putra Bisik.

" Dusk will do his Bang, as we once did, Brother's wife will play." Said Dusk with a powerful voice even though her body was very weak but on the other hand Dusk wanted to make her husband happy.

" But baby." With his index finger Dusk rests on the Son's lips.

" Shhh.. Just shut up." The twilight that began to misbehave his hands already danced - nari on the breast of the Son.

***

The son gently stroked the hair of his wife who was now sound asleep in his arms, as they had only met yesterday, and remembered the beginning of their meeting. A Love Story that is separated by time, a Love story that is separated by a dark one, a Love story that is so very sad.

" O God this heartless, he is my Soulmate, My strength and My life. This heart really wanted to scream out loud. "

From both corners of her eyelids, shed tears, instantly leaning Dusk asleep but with still eyes buried.

Which wife did not cry that her husband felt what Dusk now felt. His breathing was so very tight, as if holding back a cry so that he did not hear her.

" This love is so great, the journey of our Love is both very heavy. Thank you Bang, for being a priest to me, until these eyes are closed.

NB :

This story is the original work of the Author, there is no work of cheating or plagiarizing the work of others. There may be similarities in the name of the character or the place was not intentionally and coincidentally the same, from the storyline also from the beginning until now is also different.

I also made the East End Novel (Waiting the Warrior) so amazing to use my brain to think so that it can be enjoyed by Reader's Friend Puspa.

Because effort and hard work can produce a work .

My real work that made with hard work and struggle is so extraordinary that it has produced two works. So if you find something the same in my work it is not intentionally like the name of the character or place because of the storyline alone is also different.

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