Dusk Sky
Zio

Farri really felt nurturing to a child. His intention was to punish his wife and sister. They messed up the kitchen and didn't execute the punishment well.

"If you clean it like that, the kitchen could be a ship broke!" Farri who had changed into casual clothes, ruffled his waist to see the chaos that the two did.

Soap foam splattered on the floor. Clothes, even Orange and Dusk hair also get wet. Instead of carrying out the punishment well, the two pregnant women actually attacked each other with water and soap.

"Udah bang, anyhow pity they are pregnant told to work. Sometimes eating so is still safe." defended Baskara, although he himself is more intolerant of what the two women had eaten. Fortunately, his wife was only good-tasting, so he could still be kind.

"It's only occasionally, brother also love, Bas! but my little wife used to steal chances!" farri's lyrics to his wife throwing an innocent smile. Though only knew pregnant a few weeks, but Farri had several times found his wife eating foods that look strange and average spicy. "And now they're messing with the kitchen!" geleng Farri did not think. Just like what Baskara thought.

During marriage, Dusk can be more mature. Although not infrequently there are spoiled moments that he feels are necessary.

But looking at his wife today, he was aware of the fact that out there their friends were still playing and enjoying their youth. But the senjanya already have to be mature for the status that is held. Even though he never demanded it.

"Shut there! don't go anywhere. Llater slip!" Farri reminded when his wife was about to approach. He made the woman stop for a moment.

The man asked the housekeeper to get him a mop. Without a doubt, he mopped the floor wet with soap. Not wanting his wife and sister to slip and fall.

Baskara helped bring towels for the two pregnant women who were wet. Especially for his wife, he immediately carried her and took her up to their room.

"The fun?" the tan is soft but there is innuendo in it. "Later you catch a cold, wet gini! if you want to play in the water, in the pool!"

Even the twilight whined and hugged the husband. "Kangen five years ago, dear." replied Dusk by saying.

Yep. Dusk misses those times when they act silly. A time he could not pass well. Given its relationship with the orange had cracked. But after his good return, he already had to go far for the sake of education.

Our greatest friendships are when we are teenagers. And Dusk misses it a lot without Orange.

"Yes but don't have to play water like this!" Baskara flicked his wife's forehead gently. "Shower there! before it really gets in the wind!"

Instead of according, Dusk actually tightened his embrace. "Mandiin." her request was spoiled. Pulling her head from leaning comfortably in the field of the husband to be able to look at the handsome face of her husband with a mainstay expression.

Baskara lifted the corner of her lips looking at the wife's mischievous behavior. "If you ask me to take a shower, we can get out of the bathroom after dinner!" threaten her.

"Who's afraid!"

Hearing the wife's answer that was like a challenge, Baskara swiftly returned to hold Dusk to enter the bathroom. Accept the offers and challenges his wife presents.

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Dusk was drying his hair when the door of his room was knocked from outside. Or rather be beaten impatiently.

Frowning, Dusk opened the door. Because her husband is still in the bathroom. And it's not usually the house people knock on the door like that.

"Did you?" call him confused to find the face of Farri who looks panicked. "What's wrong?"

Baskara who just came out of the bathroom also joined his wife. He was also shocked to hear the door blow.

Baskara and Dusk quickly picked up the purse bag and anything they were obliged to carry. Following Farri who had gone down first and entered his car.

"One car, let's go fast!" farri orders once he sees Baskara will enter his own car.

Not wanting to argue, Dusk immediately entered and sat in the backseat which turned out to have an orange in it. Following Baskara who sat in the passenger seat next to the driver.

"Kids?" ask Dusk when consciously leaving baby Anna, as well as the invisible side.

"Anna Sisi is at home mommy. I ask your mother to take care of it for a while." replied Jingga.

"Who's sick anyway? why are you panicking? it's not papa or mama, is it, bang?" tanya Dusk can no longer hold back her curiosity.

"No, not mom or dad. But Zio." replied Orange by squeezing the hand of Dusk who now also looks worried.

Zio is the son of Vindra and Fani. The little boy has been looking moody lately.

Vindra and his wife thought their son was still sulking, because the three-year-old asked his father and mother for a holiday and accompanied him at home.

But the profession of Vindra and his wife who are both doctors make both very rarely there is time at home. There is rarely time to pay attention to the son who is only accompanied by a nanny.

Not only moody, within a few weeks the child's weight was also seen down. Vindra and his wife still think their son is on hunger strike because of the busyness of his parents. Fits what her sister reports every day.

For this reason, they took time off to vacation together. Spending time on their son.

The morning before they left for vacation, Zio vomited. Vindra had given her son medicine, but the more frequent daylight vomiting and immediately rushed to the hospital.

His mother-Tiara-directly handles. At first no one was suspicious of Zio's weight loss and gloom. So too with vomiting. Vindra and Fani thought it was a natural pain.

But what was so painful they found out after Tiara examined her granddaughter.

There were several bruises that started yellowing on Zio's back, upper arm and thigh. The bruise that Tiara was sure of was a punch and pinch mark.

Fani was hysterical to see it. Failing as a parent. Even to bathe his son he could not. Because the morning when Zio was going to Daycare all became the duty of her sisters who prepared, she just made breakfast and drove him to school.

If only he occasionally bathed his son, surely such an incident could have been known earlier.

It was only fitting that Zio had been sulking for so long. It was not because Zio was angry. But it turned out to be a form of trauma experienced by the young man.

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