Dusk Sky
Reestablish

The party in the title in one of the star hotel ballrooms that still belong to the Tiara family took place quite lively.

The event which starts from seven to ten pm will be crowded with many invited guests.

Maybe because it's the Alvaro and Tiara's first party. So almost all acquaintances, colleagues, and relatives were invited.

Both of his parents were busy greeting the guests. The couple Vindra and Fani are busy greeting the guests who congratulate them as well as prayers for their second marriage. Farri is also no less busy greeting clients and introducing their wives and children.

While Dusk just smiles to see his family is busy and happy. At least the memories of when he came home on vacation this time, filled with fond memories in his family tonight.

Instead of confused about what to do, Dusk chose to taste the dessert provided there. From chocolate fountain, pudding, macaroon, ice cream to cake pop, Dusk try all in small portions. He did not eat the main menu. Because you want to taste all the available desserts.

Amidst his preoccupation with trying all the food with sweet taste, there was a young man who approached him from behind and whispered in his ear.

"Don't eat mostly sweet. Fat new don't sell, lo!"

Dusk hissing. His hand had elbowed Baskara's stomach, unfortunately the man was standing far enough away that his elbow did not hit the young man's stomach.

Dusk turned around and left Baskara just like that as the young man mocked him with a smirk smile. "Disturb you know, lo!"

After all, Dusk was not afraid that his weight would increase. Want him to eat as much as anything, never affect his weight that much. Most only stomach pain if you are not eating.

Baskara chuckled at the annoyed look of Dusk. It feels good to be bothering the girl again. It turns out that he misses the times when they can mop up, prank and laugh together like they used to.

Instantly the laughter that had appeared receded became sad. Feeling guilty about everything that is happening right now.

Maybe if he had not selfishly loved Orange, the friendship of the three of them still remains good until now.

Doesn't make Dusk go away. And it will not hurt to see Orange laugh happily with another man.

Baskara. Everything that has happened will not change again. He just needs to fix it.

The young man caught up with Dusk who was already away, aligning his steps following the girl who was looking for an empty table.

"Eat him find a partner. So not confused fitting this condangan." said Baskara saw Dusk confusion because almost all the tables have been filled with invited guests.

"Lo, by the way, like the ones here with just a couple!" grunts Dusk. The girl followed Baskara's steps slightly pulling her arm towards the corner of the table. It's just an empty table over there.

"Gue wants you to be my famous partner." Baskara teased.

"Damf. How ogah!" sahut Dusk direct. "Great boss I saw you from baby to death. No variation on my family it's-it's mulu!"

Crack. Baskara flicked at the forehead of Dusk whose speech began to digress. Though his initial intention was also just tempting.

"Who is going to marry? do you have to be husband and wife or boyfriend?"

The twilight that seemed to have just come to a realization by rubbing his forehead, nodded. "Yes too?"

"Say I have married you."

"Damf. Amit-amit.. Amit-amit.." the girl knocked on the forehead and the table alternately as her mouth was unceasingly chanting the word 'amit-amit'. Makes Baskara snort to see it.

Replace the grunting twilight. "Muji mah muji. I don't wear a little too. I'm actually pretty." Twilight flicked her hair back.

Baskara. Tonight, it looks so beautiful. With a long sleeveless A-line baby blue evening dress covering her legs. The girl who used to look tomboyish tonight looks very graceful and charming.

"Lo dandan pretty let there be a guy who glances at you, right?" picing Baskara was suspicious. But he was just teasing.

"If so, why? it has nothing to do with Elo! there's a young papa model here."

"If you don't want to be the same. It's too good to be model om Alvaro." Baskara chuckled at the annoyed face of Dusk.

Their relationship has improved since that morning run. It was as if the hostile fortress that the two were building collapsed just like that.

Now the two are trying to build a bridge to repair the friendship between them that once collapsed. Trying to build with a stronger foundation, with natural and not forced.

So that all that is intertwined this time will not be easy to be torn down again. Even though they did not agree verbally. But they both knew they were walking the same path. No longer cross each other and move away.

"You want to come home with me?"

Dusk shook his head to answer Baskara's offer. "Gue nginep at the hotel. No one's home except the working one."

Baskara nodded in understanding. "When the way, will you?" haggard Baskara again. He had no friends for a long time. Even in college, he had no friends. I don't know when he shut himself out of the social world. Time is spent just studying. And when he now found Dusk who began to accept him again. He wants to come back to have a friend that he can invite to like or mourn.

"Find the wind around here, so you're not far back either."

After weighing for a while also looking into Baskara's eyes who was so hopeful that Dusk finally nodded and followed Baskara out of the hotel area. Towards the back garden of the hotel decorated with various lights.

"When are you back in NY?" ask Baskara as soon as they sit on one of the park benches.

Dusk. "Maybe next month. There's a show about the same kids."

"Lo got a lot of friends there?" Baskara began to be curious about the lifestyle there. Is far from family, this little friend can take good care of himself. Or even the girl who was rubbing her arm that the cold air was also falling into free association.

Baskara took off the suit she was wearing and attached it to the shoulder of Dusk. Make the girl look up and thank you. Dusk is what it is. No need to bother to pretend to refuse when he is cold.

"Friends are many, only the so-called best friend is one."

Baskara nodded in understanding. Not everyone who is close to us can be called a friend. Sometimes they are just around us when they are happy. Not infrequently also people who we believe as a place to vent, even that person makes our vent as a gossip material to other friends.

What's more in a big city that most empathy for others is very lacking.

"Still mending. I have no friends at all."

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