Short Dialog.

Suddenly Alan's body was helpless, then he decided to lie down for a while, regardless of the time that was getting late. Back again he took the phone from his trouser pocket, and he pressed the power button on the right side of the phone. Visible messages appear on the screen. Again he opened one by one dialog that increasingly made him limp helpless. "Sorry Alan, I can not come". That's the content of all the dialogue he opened.

He started walking down the corridor with a bit of confusion, no one accompanying him walking, everyone just passing by without anyone ignoring him. He had thought to return from the mall, but the fate of his race was at stake there.
Previously he participated in a photo contest from one of the city's leading newspapers in collaboration with several parties including the mall itself. And he escaped as a finalist of thousands of participants.

Some escalators and floors he passed, until finally he reached the second floor, more precisely at the venue of the exhibition as well as jurisdiction. "Alone mas?" Asked a committee who also Alan knew. "Same temen mas, temennya nyusul later" he replied.



Then Alan went around to look at photos from other finalists, and what surprised him was one of the most-liked photos. Whereas the previous day he excelled from other finalists, but fate said otherwise. "It's okay, there's still a jury choice," he muttered.

Time is getting late, and the two figures he hopes do not come. He resumed walking around the exhibition grounds, his eyes looking at a crowd of passers-by. Wishing his friend and lover came just to accompany him to a dialogue, but he did not find the two figures he expected.

He reached into his trouser pocket and took the phone from there. Then he pressed the power button, and he found several messages that appeared on the screen. There are two dialogues, first from his friend, and the second from his lover.
He decided to open the first dialogue. "Sorry Alan, I can not come, just wake up like" deg. Her heart was pounding, she could not think how could her friend fall asleep on the promise made by her own friend? How could his friend fall asleep in Alan's most important moment? For a moment he took a deep breath. "Maybe he did not want to come" he muttered again.

He has not lost his hope yet, still there is a lover who has not come yet. It opens a second dialogue. "Honey, sorry I can not come. I have to keep the house "without replying to it he put his phone back in his pants pocket. And he returned to the exhibition venue.

Arriving there, Alan saw a crowd of his peers in the middle of brdialog. They are friends of one of the finalists, there are from those whom Alan knew, but he decided not to say hello. Fear of disturbing the dialogue that has been created. Alan thought about small dialogs that might be created if his friends and lover came, but it only makes his chest increasingly congested.

"Alan ..." greeted one of the children.
"Yes mas" the response was shocked.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
"I'm one of the finalists of this photo contest mas" Alan explained.
"Where's your picture?" He asked again.
"It's mas" pointed Alan to one of the photos.

There was a brief dialogue between the two of them, so short. Until finally the Mayor's father arrived to give first speech. Then the child, he torn away while saying "hopefully win yes". Alan had not been grateful yet, the boy had disappeared behind the crowd of other children. Alan left alone again, together with very little expectations will come true.

"It was time for the champions' announcement" that host made Alan close to the source of the voice. Until the announcement of the third champion was no name Alan. Without a long thought, Alan searched for the figure of the committee who had a dialogue with him. Just say goodbye. "Mas, I want to go home" Alan said goodbye. "Just a minute, have a certificate?" He asked. "Nothing mas" Alan replied. The committee searched for a certificate bearing Alan's name, not long after he handed her a certificate to Alan. "Thank you" Alan said as he shook the committee's hand.

Alan returns to the mall escalator, but this time he descends. Alan also went back to the corridor of the mall to the parking lot. Alan put on his helmet, put the key in and started the motor. Slowly but surely, Alan spun the gas. Nothing different from the initial state, Alan kept himself in the middle of a short dialogue of people. The only difference is the tightness in his chest, very congested.

Alan closed his eyes for a moment, just removing the tightness in his chest. Without realizing it, something came out of the cracks of his eyes. Not much, but able to make his eyes puffy. "Allah, only you can understand the servant, the solitude of the servant, the suffering of the servant, the tightness in the heart of the servant, You understand. So, strengthen the servant "created a brief dialogue with God.