Dusk Sky
Tamu

"Echeek.. Ehekk.. Ooeekk... Ooeek.." baby Anna's cry shrieks amid the heat of her parents' tussle.

Dusk instantly pushed Baskara's body from above his body. Because it seems like the father of one child did not hear their child cry.

"Why ayy?" his erang was a little upset because his activities just stopped.

"That's baby Anna's crying." replied Dusk with a moving hand wearing back his nightgown. Followed by Baskara who also picked up the pants that he threw carelessly and wore them.

"Sorry dady don't cry, hungry, huh?" his hand rubbed the head of his daughter who was already in the sling of the wife. "You too, bother. Don't know what if daddy breaks his fast. Another hour of cake! twice as well!"

Dusk rotates her eyes to hear her husband's complaint. Baby Anna is crying.

"Eh daddy didn't kill you, son. Sorry, baby?" he patted his daughter's thigh slowly. Usually baby Anna will stop crying if she pats her thighs softly.

"I think I'm empty, mas, that's why Anna is sulking. Please get angetin ASIP yes mas."

Baskara whines and rushes to warm up ASIP before her little daughter goes on a rampage of hunger.

"Luckily it's been pumped first." muttered Dusk as soon as Baskara handed the dot to his daughter. "If not, it's over with your daddy."

Baskara chuckled at his wife who was throbbing annoyed. "The name is also iftar, ayy. Emang sometimes do not like the heartburn until it is not aware that it is full."

Actually, there are also benefits that they previously had a long distance relationship. At least it trained Baskara to be more able to control his desires. Makes the man not so difficult to hold back after his wife gave birth.

"But great. Could have 40 more days." Dusk held his thumb proud.

But not with Baskara who is upset. "You don't know how hard it was for that long! if it wasn't for keeping baby Anna busy, maybe I'd have asked for help using a shortcut."

Dusk chuckles. She thought her husband had no trouble holding back his desire because he never complained once. It turns out the same.

But he remains proud. Because even though it was difficult, her husband did not give up on surviving.

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Beautiful baby in milky white, eyes are not too narrow, the nose is sharp and the lips are not so thin duplicate mother was sleeping peacefully after bathing the father who is now busy in the kitchen preparing dinner.

Tong Ting.. There was bell sound.

Fearing the sound of bell waking up his little princess, Baskara hurriedly headed for the door to see who the guests were who had come such afternoons.

As soon as he opened the door, there was a moment of silence before an orange laugh could be heard.

If Jingga and Farri are silent because they are shocked to see Baskara's appearance. The man fell silent because he did not expect his sister-in-law's family to come without telling him beforehand.

"The lady with the apartment is there, bik?" godanya to the ex-lover who is now his sister-in-law.

There was no more feeling left in the hearts of the two. Because now both Orange and Baskara have found and have their own happiness. Happiness of his loved ones.

"Damn, lo!" baskara Sharp lyrics. "My mom hasn't come home yet, so just go!"

Baskara's gonna close the door. He knew that Orange laughed at him because he was still holding a spatula and using an apron. Pink anyway! because her apron is being washed. So there was no other choice but to use the apron he bought for his wife just now.

"Well, you're not polite with your sister-in-law!" jutting Orange before Baskara completely closed the apartment door. Even though he knew, the man wouldn't really do it.

"Who told you to give me a kiss!"

Farri who has since seen the drama of his wife and sister-in-law just shook his head. He was used to his wife's childish attitude. Because it's a risk to marry a child like his wife.

"Latin weeee.. Abis when else right, I can see you become the father of the gini household."

For Jingga who is used to taking care of everything while in Jakarta, seeing Baskara as it is today is very funny. Because he has never felt far from home and all its facilities.

"You can't fight later? this is sorry Sisi is tired."

Orange patted his forehead. In Jakarta he has no friends. His work is filled with taking care of husband and child. So when meeting with Baskara it feels like a ignorant soul that even once never existed is now out. Just just longing for a fellow friend's excitement like how Dusk and Baskara mocked each other.

Baskara greeted her sister-in-law and her niece before allowing the family to enter.

"Have not been home at this hour?" tanya Farri glanced at the clock on the wall of the living room.

"In the meantime usually, bang." replied Baskara who helped carry the suitcase and put it in the guest room.

"Eh don't come in!" baskara exclaimed as soon as she saw Jingga open the door of her room.

"Why? I'll come all the way here to nengokin my nephew!"

Baskara. But the orange has become a mother. But why does she not know what is good for a child.

"Lo's on a long trip. Take a plane to meet a lot of people, especially at the airport. So take a shower, just see my son."

Orange rounded his lips. Just realized his mistake.

Orange undoes its intentions. Close the door and return to the living room where the child and husband are.

"If you do not shower first, you can run out if Dusk to know!"

"What do I know?" ask for a voice.

"THE TABLE!!" yelled Orange as soon as he saw his best friend who had just entered the apartment. The mother-of-one even ran and hugged her best friend.

Dusk was also no less happy to see the existence of an orange that he had not previously seen because he sat facing the television.

"When did you come?" tanyanya walked towards her brother and nephew.

"Nyampe. I want to give a surprise to you. Uh even we can surprise the same appearance of your husband."

Dusk saw her husband who still had an apron. She smiled and hugged her husband's arm. "Cool is my husband?" he rested his head on the husband's shoulder.

Orange chuckles. So did Baskara who ruffled his wife's hair before he gave her a brief kiss.

"Aunty don't want to hug daddy?" the petite voice of the little girl of three knew sounded.

"Eh? aren't you mad that aunty hugged daddy?" Dusk walked over and crouched down in front of Sisi who sat docked at his father on the sofa.

The little girl nodded. "Said daddy, Sisi can't even if aunty hugs daddy. Kalena aunty won't take daddy from Sisi. Aunty already has Uncle Bas."

Farri had indeed advised his little daughter to be kind to Dusk.

"So cool, pound aunty." Dusk smiled and rubbed his nephew's head. "If Sisi's hug is okay, right?"

The little girl nodded back. "Kata daddy, Sisi can be hugged as well as Sisi knows. But it can't be the same with strangers."

"Look at her gurgle." Dusk hugged the soft little girl who was now good at talking.

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