Dusk Sky
Almost Too Late

The frenetic atmosphere of the nightclub with stomping music does not make Dusk risi. He used to come to this place almost every weekend.

As of now, it's been a week since he returned to NY. And this time he was accompanying his friends who were partying liquor.

Yep. Just accompany as usual. Because only he can be sane there without touching alcoholic beverages.

"You're not coming down?" point Robert at the dance floor where his friends are squirming their bodies. Dusk replied with a sledgehammer. Twilight came down once, but he felt sad as soon as the man who approached him jogged with his impolite hands touching his waist. Since then, Dusk has never again come down to the dance floor.

"Didn't you want to try this delicious drink?"

"No. I still want to live. Maureen's hanging if I try that." Dusk shook in horror. Just said it, Maureen has already lectured him. What else he tried without the knowledge of his best friend

"Come on. If you drink only one glass, it won't make you drunk." - Robert. A new glass of vodca in the message.

Dusk saved with his vibrating cell phone. The girl showed it to Robert and said goodbye to raising the call.

Robert with his sly smile put the powder into the twilight drink. Robert had long been curious about the unaffected girl. Various ways Robert approached Dusk and did not produce the results he wanted. Bringing Dusk to his bed.

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Baskara has arrived in front of the apartment unit. I just arrived in Massachusetts this morning. Then he decided to go to NY, delivering the care of his parents for Dusk.

Baskara had pushed the bell many times and no one had opened the door. Where are the twilight nights like this?

"Where?" ask Baskara directly as soon as the phone connection is lifted.

"Gue playing again. Why?" samar, can Baskara hear the sound of DJ music as background Dusk.

"Gue in front of lo apartment. There's a note from mom."

"Huh? why didn't you say. Go in first, passcode's our date of birth." Yeah, we. Because they have the same birth date.

Baskara entered the date of birth to open the door of the Dusk apartment. Putting things that his mother entrusted to Dusk.

"Where's lo? I'm picking it up."

"No need. I'll bring a car. Wait, just let me go home."

No. gabe. Baskara wanted to know where the girl was playing. "Sherlocks. I'm waiting."

Although it sounded like breath, but Dusk obeyed his request to share his location.

Baskara shook her head as soon as she saw the name of the nightclub as a destination. The young man immediately slid to a location that turned out not far from where Dusk lived.

Arriving at the place, Baskara was confused to find his best friend where in the middle of the sea of humans who were shrieking his body on the verge of consciousness.

Rarely does anyone tease her. Until he saw the scene that made his jaw harden.

The twilight that almost fell in the arms of a man. Can Baskara see, if the man is not a good man who wants to help Dusk. There was a veiled intention from his winning smile.

"Let go!" his jolt immediately snatched Dusk into his embrace.

"Bas." murmured Dusk within the limits of consciousness. "Gue's sleepy."

"Yes. We go home." said Baskara who grabbed Dusk for his sling ala bridal style. "No papa?" asked Baskara to make sure, he was afraid of Dusk why-why.

"Hey. You're who? don't you dare take my girlfriend away!" Robert prevented Baskara from leaving.

"Since when has Dusk had a lover?! I am his friend from Indonesia! I can report you to the police for putting drugs in my friend's drink!" Baskara just guessed. Because just now, Dusk was still in full consciousness. The journey from the apartment to the club is only fifteen minutes. It was impossible for Dusk to suddenly be unconscious like this if no one had any ill intentions towards him.

"What's this?" Maureen approached Robert who was arguing with someone. "Good, Dusk! what's wrong with her?!" maureen asked in panic at Baskara.

"Ask the man. What he put into the twilight drink to the point of being unconscious!" Baskara clenched her teeth. If only there was no twilight in his arms. Already he beat up all-out men who want to bring Dusk.

"Robert! what are you doing Dusk?!"

Baskara no longer cares about the debate of friends of the Twilight. He chose to take Dusk out for him to take back to the girl's apartment.

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Dusk wriggled in his sleep as soon as someone opened the curtains of his room. Making his room dark, now bathed in sunlight.

The girl closed her head intending to go back to sleep. He still feels very sleepy. Tumben once Maureen is awake. Think Dusk.

Because usually Maureen will go home to her apartment if she comes home from the nightclub. Overnight and fuck his girlfriend in the twilight apartment. And they'll wake up when the sun is overhead.

"You know when, you sleep."

Dusk immediately opened his blanket upon hearing the voice of a man who was familiar to him.

"Lho Bas! since when are you here?" The twilight squealed as soon as it would sit. His head is throbbing pain. He remembered that he had never touched alcohol.

"Lo tuh girl, Ja! you can't take care of yourself. Away from the family instead of being more vigilant even so!"

Dusk who had managed to sit and leaned on the head of the bed frowned at the young man who was folding his hands and looked at him sharply.

"Why are you angry?"

"If I didn't come on time last night. Maybe just so you realize earlier, you have not worn clothes with the same baj*ngan guy!" baskara's jaw hardened in light of last night's events. If only he was late. What he said just now, really happened.

"What do you mean?" Dusk still did not understand what Baskara was saying. Now he remembered when Baskara called and would pick him up. After disconnecting the call, Dusk returned to the bar where he sat and drank his orange juice. But after that he did not remember anything anymore because it felt very sleepy.

"Gue's been out every weekend to get here. Mastiin you don't play in the nightclub anymore. I also have permission to nyokap lo." after saying so, Baskara went out of the room Dusk.

"What?! what do you mean?!" The twilight moved and followed Baskara in annoyance. "It can't be dong Bas. I'm already big. Free to go anywhere! Who am I arranging?!"

"Eat!" baskara's decree ignored the grunts of Dusk. The young man offered the bread which he had smeared jam in front of Dusk.

"But you can't just dong, Bas! this is my apartment. You can't set me up!" although his mouth continues to protest, but no doubt eat also bread made by Baskara.

"If you want to protest, call me!" Baskara just doesn't want events like last night to happen again. He just wants to keep his little friend safe. "Abisin lo food. After this we shop." said Baskara flat.

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