Dusk Sky
What's This More

A few months later

Baskara's days of apprenticeship were quite busy. He often came home late like this.

The young man scrunched his forehead as soon as he opened the apartment door at night after returning home from work.

The sound of music so loud from the direction of the guest room made him astonished.

Early on in his apprenticeship, he often found Dusk asleep on a couch with the television on.

His wife waited almost every night for him to fall asleep. And that makes him unbearable.

"Sleep in my room, baby. Don't wait in front. Later you will be sick, because the sleep is not comfortable" said Baskara one night.

And after that night, if he had told him he would be overtime, Dusk would have fallen asleep in his room if he had come home.

Like at the moment. He had to go overtime and come home late.

So Baskara felt, the sound of music was not the work of his wife. It was not the kind of song his wife liked. So it might be friends who are several times still often stay overnight. Although it usually never makes a noise that makes it uncomfortable like that.

Complaining the guest room, Baskara chose to directly enter the main room.

Justright. Inside, Dusk was already sleeping under the blanket with earplugs that may be because it was not comfortable with the noise from the guest room earlier.

After taking off his shoes and a few buttons over his shirt, he approached the bed.

As he used to do to wake his wife every night. Baskara kissed his wife's forehead, cheeks and lips.

Uniting their foreheads and rubbing their noses with anxiety. But instead of waking up, Dusk just moaned and changed the position of his back to the person who disturbed his sleep.

Unwilling to give up, Baskara also lay on the bed and hugged his wife's body tightly.

He kissed his wife's lips again and bit her a little bit. Deepened his kiss until the wife opened her eyes wide and hit her small chest.

"Maaa'aas! I can't breath knowing!" nagging Dusk with a gasp of breath after Baskara took off their kiss and chuckled in satisfaction.

"It's hard to build." Baskara's laughter is not over. Especially seeing his wife who is disheveled due to her actions.

"Yes, I just slept. From just now can not sleep, noisy." he replied pouting.

Do you remember you guys? If Dusk it includes women who always sleep on time with sufficient duration.

Unless there is a college assignment that he must complete and must stay up late. And the task of serving the husband is not left behind.

"Who is it, ayy?" Baskara moved his wife's body to sit on her lap facing each other after she sat leaning back.

Tidying his hair and buttoning some pajamas he managed to open, before he could not help himself.

"Honey candidates!" answer Dusk annoyed. Soon he complained because the husband hit his mouth even though it was slow and not sick at all.

"Aawws! what the hell, mas? why hit?" his face is getting more and more bent.

"The mouth.. Not filtered first!" replace the scolding Baskara. "That song could be a prayer, ayy. So don't be so careless when you talk!" he added not like.

The dusk felt guilty. "But he himself said he was a honey candidate. Oma, give me my blessing she said!" she then hugged her husband possessively. And tell me everything.

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This afternoon when just out of class, Dusk found several incoming calls from the apartment.

Curious and afraid of unwanted things happening, Dusk immediately contacted back. Because they don't usually call him.

They told him that his brother had come and waited in the lobby. The apartment did not tell her who the guest was.

Dusk even until permission for the remaining classes of the day to meet the growing sense of curiosity.

And how surprised Dusk was to find Grace, the cousin who put a taste in her husband.

"E-Lo's? why are you here?" tanya Dusk still could not believe that the guest who came was the girl.

"Hi honey candidate." greeted Grace with a mocking smile and heeded the question of Dusk just now.

"Honey candidates?" The twilight is getting more and more clueless.

"Yes. Honey nominee. Because soon, I will marry your beloved husband!"

Deg.

The heart of Dusk seems to stop beating. He even found it hard to breathe.

What does Grace mean. There's no way Baskara betrayed him.

She has been trying to be a good wife all this time. And it seems her husband accepted her as she was. Not once did Baskara protest or offend get married again.

Don't want to be influenced. Dusk tried to neutralize his expression. So that he doesn't look weak and pathetic. Because he doesn't know what news Grace brought.

"Dream not heights! later jatoh, sick, you cry!" he tried to look calm.

Nobody wants to notice them. Dusk invites Grace to his unit.

"Who is dreaming. Oma's people who talk to themselves will definitely marry me as Aska."

Dusk was furious to hear Grace calling her husband with such a special call. But at least he was relieved because it was not Baskara who had the intention to duke it out.

"That's the word oma. Not Babas' own word!"

Grace's laughter behind her sounded annoying. Really, he was eager to scratch the girl's face when laughing at her like that.

"Oma has been kind enough to add time for you. So don't be too confident to keep Aska as your own!"

The forehead of the twilight frowned not understanding. Time for what? why is he such a fool who knows nothing here?

"What time?" can't stand voicing his curiosity. While putting drinks by force for Grace who sat in front of the television.

"Lo don't know? why don't you tell me this is the same thing?"

Innocently, Dusk shook his head. Because he doesn't know anything about this.

"Your first month of marriage, Oma, has given you up to six months to have a great-grandchild." said Grace. "But if Oma's time is up and you're not pregnant yet.."

Grace shrugged her shoulders and continued. "You don't want to, Aska has to remarry Oma's chosen woman."

The head of Dusk was hit by a giant hammer. He never thought his condition that had not been pregnant would be in question.

Her parents and in-laws had asked her if she had any signs of pregnancy.

They also advise to eat healthy foods and not get too tired. But never once did he have to worry about his condition.

"And it's been over the half year that Oma gave me. I don't want to, like it or not. Aska will marry the girl that Oma has prepared." the sentence that Grace spoke was full of emphasis in every word. As if every word that goes into the brain of Dusk to be digested well.

"And the girl is me." he added with a triumphant smile looking at the twilight that looked shocked with a paper-white face.

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