Dusk Sky
Amendment

Being able to set foot again in Jakarta is a joy for Dusk. After a year in the country of people, he was finally able to re-assemble with his family even if only for a while.

After almost a month during the exam week Dusk disappeared to focus on learning to also work on the paper, which really took up almost all of his time. Even during that time, he was always sleep deprived.

Now that the exam was over, he could breathe a sigh of relief and welcome his happy day. Happy to be with family again.

Stretching with light steps towards the lobby that should have been one of her brothers waiting, Dusk developed his smile. I can't wait to meet the brother who never visited.

Only his parents have visited. While Farri is not likely to visit with the condition of a large pregnant orange at that time. So also Vindra who recently completed his studies and more focused on his career in the hospital.

Actually Vindra offers to pick up directly to NY. But Dusk refused and said if he dared to go home alone without the need for them to pick up.

His first return was really Dusk prepare from far away. Because of the winter holiday yesterday, Dusk prefers to vacation and get to know NY with Maureen who became a tour guide for him to travel around NY and surrounding areas. Not to mention the winter holidays that only briefly made him reluctant to go home.

This summer he decided to go home. At least he could be with his family for two months.

If his friends prefer to take special classes or internships and seek experience. He prefers to go home.

Besides missing the feeling of being together. He also wanted to meet his nephew in person. Also attended Vindra's wedding which was just a few weeks away.

Arriving at the lobby where his agreement with his brother, Dusk did not find anyone he knew. Even though Dusk has informed the flight schedule.

The girl snorted annoyed. He was also tired after being on the air for a long time. Want to get home quickly and rest comfortably. Because he only chose flights with one transit.

"Where the hell is it?!" grumbled by searching for his cell phone.

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At three o'clock in the morning Baskara woke up upset because the mother who did not stop knocking rather banged on the door of his room.

"Why, buuunn?" with eyes that are still very sleepy.

Pricilla smiled guiltlessly and woke her son up at an unusual time.

"Can you please help me?"

"Please what's this clock?" lamented Baskara. "Mother cravings? I want to be given a hand?"

Baskara chuckled with her guess as well with the mother directly hitting her arm slowly.

"Iish you are! you should have given me the grandchildren! Tiara already has a granddaughter in her mother's time yet." pricilla chirped unconsciously with her speech that made her son immediately moody. Remembering the orange who had not long had a daughter.

"Please go to the airport pick up Dusk." added Pricilla still unaware of her son's expression.

Baskara frowned at her mother. "Why should Babas pick you up? he has a family. Why are we bothering?"

This time Baskara's back was the target of the mother's blow. "But my mother doesn't want to know. You must pick up Dusk! mother does not accept rejection. At five o'clock, he's at the airport. So now you're ready to pick him up, there!"

"Yumann... Is it three o'clock? I don't want to, bun."

"If you don't want to pick it up, go back to Massachusetts!" pricilla threatened to leave Baskara, just a few steps Pricilla turned. "Ajakin' him where he was. Don't take it home yet. We want a surprise at his house."

And this is where Baskara was half an hour ago. Without being able to argue to pick up his mother's favorite girl.

Baskara had already seen Dusk as soon as the girl came out of the arrival terminal. But the young man deliberately did not come directly. Wondering what the girl will do when no one picks up.

Both corners of her lips were pulled upwards as soon as she realized the appearance of Dusk now. With boots combined with jeans and t-shirts and given outer, Dusk looks more feminine. In fact, the style used to be if wearing a shirt is always on the roll of his arm even though it is short.

And the most prominent is the hair that used to always be tied original or not in the midget, now beautifully rolled over the shoulder.

Not a forced style that actually makes Dusk look more mature than his age. Dusk looks graceful with natural.

"She grew well as it turned out." muttered Baskara with a faint smile that still lingered.

After feeling quite upset, Baskara approached with the hand she put in her hoodie bag.

Baskara, who had changed her face to flat, stood in front of the girl who was looking down on her phone. Silence doesn't say any words, not even a greeting.

"Well are you here?" tanya Dusk looked up at the person standing not far in front of her. Can't believe the person who hated her so much since Orange married her brother is now standing there.

"Fetch lo. Come on, hunt! Tired of waiting."

Dusk was still in place with his head shaking. "Gue is already home people. Brother also said he wanted to pick me up." pushed hard.

"Try now on the phone. Want you wait until tomorrow also no one will pick you up." how to talk Baskara still ketus and cold to him. As if they were not friends.

Dusk searched for his sister's number on the phone he held. Call Farri's number who promised to pick him up.

"Hallo deck. Have you arrived?" greet Farri across. With the typical hoarse voice of a new person waking up.

"Udah. Why haven't you picked up Siiiihh yet?" his whine was still spoiled as usual.

Secretly Baskara watched Dusk. Up close, he could see that the girl was now also concerned with the appearance of her face. Already using thin make-up and wearing lipstick. Not like it used to be plain without a touch of any make-up.

Baskara was happy. He hoped that the wound he had inflicted on the girl who was still grumbling at the person he was in contact with was gone.

Perhaps the presence of love in the life of twilight can erase his heartache first. Like he hoped there would be a woman who would help him treat the wound that Orange left for him.

A year away doesn't mean anything. His love and wounds remain the same. He could see no other woman but his orange. Orange is now living happily with her husband and children.

He was grateful that he could live so much better than her. Seen from the change of the girl.

"Where?" ask Baskara with the hand still in the hoodie pocket and the eyebrows raised.

Dusk clucked. "Bang Farri just got home at 2, so can't pick him up."

Her other brother also told her that today there was a major operation and could not pick her up. Vindra needs enough rest to handle the operation properly.

This is how he is accustomed to pampering his two brothers. It is hard when both are not there for him.

"Yes, let's go hunting, I'm a laper!"

said tired. And now hungry. Basic guys are not consistent. Midnight in the heart.

"Gue went home by himself, Bas. I still know the way home." I refused again. There is still a sense of discomfort adjacent to Baskara. Maybe he dropped it in the middle of the road for revenge.

"Gue is also really lazy to pick you up. But it can be kicked out of the same mother's house, if I don't bring you home safely."

Inevitably, Dusk followed Baskara's steps towards the young man's car in the parking lot. Pity has also come at dawn but he does not appreciate, if he comes home by taxi.

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Dusk greet with othor moodyan. wkwkwkwk.

The tracks are gaes.. It's longer than usual..