Dusk Sky
It's OK Tired

The compensation money that Oma gave, Baskara used to buy imported cattle with the best quality without deciding the cooperation contract with cooperatives that he had been able to work hard.

Instead of breaking the cooperation, Baskara has more to expand the production plant and increase the number of clients who need raw materials that the company produces. Until the profits that the company gets are greater.

Of course it made Faraz upset. His intention to destroy Baskara, instead giving him a way to progressively succeed in bringing the company forward and get a lot of flattery from the company's board of directors. It makes them impatient to be led by a Baskara Lazuardi.

Faraz could only force his smile out and agree to whatever Baskara was doing. He did not want Baskara to suspect him if he returned to acting rashly. Because in fact Baskara is not a person that he can take for granted like before. Baskara is clever enough for a new guy who can't be played with.

Moreover, he was building several cafes and restaurants with allowance money that he had obtained. Construction has even begun. Until the time comes when he retires, his restaurant can operate.

So the first thing he avoided was to create trouble with Baskara because he still needed the man to establish cooperation in the future. To invest or whatever he can get in the future.

Because if he wants to succeed. He must have a big company behind him. And the only thing he could hope for was Baskara as the head of the Lazuardi Corp.

"I don't think your ability to run a company is growing fast enough with just one year of joining. Five or ten years from now, I believe Lazuardi Corp will take control of southeast Asia" Faraz said. Also the files that he needs to sign. The new clients that Baskara brought in joined.

What Faraz said was real. He can see the potential there. And that further upset him because Baskara refused to marry his daughter. Refusing to be his daughter-in-law.

"Thank you, sir. All can not be separated from Andi's help and your guidance." in Baskara's heart grunted. He doesn't trust Faraz one hundred percent. Especially when Oma said she did not know that much of the loss was borne by the company. In other words it was all over the control and plans of the middle-aged man in front of him.

And the poor Omanya must bear all by herself. Draining almost the entire savings that Opa left behind was also the result of the shares that the twilight woman had. For decades.

He had asked Andi to always keep an eye on Faraz during his leadership. Not wanting any other losses that Faraz caused left behind when the man took office. Because he does not want to always solve the problems that others do.

And if Faraz can hide behind his sheep. He can do the same. Played as a sweet niece and respected the man.

"I think Mr. Lazuardi's business blood is dropping on you. No need to doubt your skills all along."

Baskara just smelled thin and nodded. He doesn't need a compliment. Especially the person in front of him at the moment. What he has been doing all this time is solely his effort to develop the business that his Opinion established. He did not want to disappoint her with his ability.

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Today Baskara came home late after taking part in a banquet with clients who came from abroad. No more activities in the house. Only the housekeeper opened the door for him.

"You want aunty to warm up the side dish, den?" ask the middle-aged woman who had accompanied him since childhood. Because now he has returned to bring his son and wife to return to the residence of his parents.

"No, bi. Auntie rest at night. The bus ate it."

The house assistant nodded and nodded. Letting his master's son go upstairs.

Before entering the room he and his wife occupied, Baskara first saw the room of his daughter's son. The two toddlers had already fallen asleep in their respective beds.

Baskara raises Anna's slightly exposed blanket. Kissing the little girl's cheeks as well as Kai who is now nine months old. Time was so fast because he who could not always see the growth of his sons and daughters.

Next to the little one's room is a babysitter room that is directly connected to the door in the corner of the room. The door is always open so that the babysitter can hear if someone is crying.

Closing the door as slow as possible so Anna and Kai don't wake up. Baskara switched to the last room. The room he and his wife occupied.

Baskara shook her head as soon as she opened the door and the light was still bright.

At his work desk, the wife still bowed to the design made without hearing his presence.

In addition to sharpening skills, Dusk is also collecting its best design as capital when it will open its own boutique. Make your own brand name.

The young mother shrieked in shock as the chair she was sitting on spun backwards. But his surprise changed with a fluffy smile. "Home home, my mom?"

Baskara clucked and lifted up his wife's body. Change places until he who sits there holds my wife. "It's midnight, ayy. Tomorrow again, take it."

Dusk helps to remove the loose tie with the buttons of the top shirt that is already open. She did not answer her husband's reprimand.

"Want me to make some tea, man? must be tired, right?"

Baskara. He slipped his wife's hair out of the back of the ear. "I'm gonna take a shower, keep resting."

"Yes already. I'm ready for the hot water first huh, mas?"

Baskara refused to let go of his wife. He actually hugged his wife's waist tightly and tightened their bodies until attached not far apart.

"Later on, ayy. I want to go here first."

Dusk let her husband lean his head on her chest. Rubbing hair in the style of two block haircut is soft. Letting her husband unwind after a hard day at work for her and the kids.

"You sure you don't want a brand, ayy? open your own boutique?" Baskara asked still with her eyes closed and a muttering voice.

"And that's my goal. Who knows if your wife can be the successor and success of Coco Chanel, Miuccia Prada or even Christian Dior who even though the person has died more than half a century, but the brand still stands gallantly."

Baskara confirmed his wife's thoughts before speaking. "But work is tired, ayy. Not just the mind but the physical. And I don't want you to lose it."

Dusk now understood, maybe her husband was at that point. Tired of all the activities in the office. What's more lately often come home late at night.

"We go to college too, don't we? physically tired, tired of mind. But if there is a goal we want to achieve, what else when we can get it. Isn't everything worth it?"

Finally Baskara straightened his head and looked at the wife where the eyes were. Nodding firmly with a smile. "I'm tired of work. Departing early in the morning home at night. Not to mention if there is a problem in the office or there is a miss with the client. I really want to give up, Ayy." lamented. The new thing this time he did as long as he worked in the company of the Opa.

"But when you can make sure you and the kids go anywhere. You can buy whatever you want. And that's using the money I made myself. Not the transfer of parents or shares that I have, it feels proud, ayy. Proud to make you smile with the struggle I'm doing."

Dusk with both hands on her husband's chest, smiling and kissing her husband's lips. "Mommy, Anna's sister, same Kai, proud of daddy."

Not enough kisses, Baskara clenched his wife's lips. When he was out of breath, he let go. Swiping the rest of his hot kiss with his wife's thumb.

"No rest if you're tired, mas. That's humane. Just don't give up and get excited again. Because we will always be behind you. Give you support to get back up the spirit."

Baskara felt lucky to have Dusk in her life. A woman who can always give him peace. And always be able to please her. Makes him unable to take his wife to bed. Until there is no more conversation between the two other than their warm voice that is mutually unpretentious, accompanying the night that is increasingly rolling towards the morning.

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