Dusk Sky
Why New Now

For the first time ever, Dusk entered a supermarket in New York City. And that's what he did with Baskara. Things that Dusk had never imagined before.

Dusk is in charge of pushing the trolley, following wherever Baskara steps. The young man took various types of pasta, bread, jam, cereal, milk, vegetables, fruit, as well as meat and sausages.

The girl who had been tired of following him since then did not stop grumbling. "Bas shopping, I told you I never cook!"

"Keep all this time you eat what?"

"Buy it!" answer Dusk lightly.

Baskara who had been picking the fruit turned to face the girl who was leaning on the trolley that was brought.

"Hey Miss, even though your family can make you live with a luxurious lifestyle, it does not mean you ease them."

"Who's doing it! I can't cook, so don't cook at home!"

"Then learn from it! College far away if not to learn independently why? Mending aja sono lecture in Jakarta." taunted Baskara.

"No time to study. College is home at night."

"What's the point of me coming here every weekend. The ajarin cave."

"Who can cook?" ask Dusk sangsi.

"We'll see." replied Baskara arrogantly and passed to the cashier to pay.

While waiting for Baskara to pay, Dusk recalled his conversation with the mother on the phone.

"Mom why the hell ngijinin Baskara to play here every week?!" The murmur was instantly angry as soon as the call was raised.

"The pretty mama's boy. If the phone is a greeting, dear." Tiara shook her head with her daughter's behavior.

After saying hello, dusk again urged to ask for his mother's answer.

"What's wrong, Bas says take care of you."

"But maaaah, I'm not a child to look after. A year alone here is not pa-pa. Baskara aja lebay! The people I play at the club just drink juice." explained Dusk, afraid Baskara complained that no-no. Because all this time, his family no one knows if he often plays in nightclubs.

"WHAT?!" pekik Tiara was shocked. "So that's why Baskara wants to take care of you?! Do you like to play Club at night?!"

I'm afraid Mama doesn't know yet. Erang Dusk in heart.

"But really maaaah. I didn't do anything there. I never drank alcohol either. I'm just a jus doang."

"Tetep aja adek. His name is nightclub danger! There are a lot of guys who can fool you! Mama doesn't like you to go to that place! If you're still playing at the venue it's mending you go home." after saying so Tiara immediately disconnects the call. Not listening to any explanation from his daughter anymore.

And Dusk decided, accepting the existence of Baskara, even though it felt disturbing.

Moreover, the young man, is now stuffing his refrigerator with various vegetables and fruits and other snacks.

The Dusk thing doesn't like. The refrigerator smells like vegetables.

"What do you want to eat?" tanya Baskara broke the Dusk reverie, who was observing the young man deftly and seemed accustomed to it.

"Lo likes to cook himself here?" instead of answering Dusk instead asked back.

"Yes that. More quality and cleanliness guaranteed." Baskara took the ingredients to make a paste.

Dusk grunting. "In restaurants is also guaranteed times."

"Emang lo see for themselves how they process it?"

Baskara had already begun to boil the pasta and was preparing the ingredients for the sauce.

"It's up to you" replied Baskara lazily arguing with the girl who had been arguing with him since morning. "Lo likes pasta, right?"

Dusk sneered. "Udah again made new nanya."

"Gue was already nanya from earlier." argue Baskara did not accept. "With the right thing, let you cook for yourself. Next week I come here, all the groceries we just bought have to run out. That's your allotment a week."

Why Dusk feels Baskara is playing a husband who will leave his wife for a while. Ensure his wife's needs are met and will not be lacking during his stay.

"Gue said I can't cook! Moreover, it's vegetables." reject Dusk. It is better to refuse at the beginning than to say yes but when Baskara next week comes again, the vegetables are still intact and the young man is angry with him.

After all since when did Baskara become concerned about him like this. Why not just be as cool as before. So that his life can be peaceful as before.

"Lo can call me every morning. Or every time you want to cook. Because in the morning you're just breakfast bread or cereal, right?"

"But I really don't have time to cook Baskara. Lunch is outside. Coming home late at night, tired of wanting to go straight to sleep."

"So you never have dinner?"

"Never. But rarely."

They moved to the television room after the food was cooked. Dusk refused to eat at the dining table because he wanted to while watching television.

Baskara observed the laughing girl watching the comedy show with her mouth not stopping eating.

Baskara directly thrust a glass filled with water for Dusk when the girl choked.

"Eat him! Don't eat while laughing. It's a choking."

Dusk just glanced cynically and continued again hence. This time no longer laughing. The girl focused on her food first.

"Because I'm the one who cooks to be the one who's holy!" Baskara piled his old dinner plate on the Dusk plate.

Even though dusk looks sighing. But the girl stepped into the kitchen to wash the dishes they had eaten and also the cookware Baskara had previously used.

In the middle of his washing activities, Dusk squealed when his finger was scratched by the knife he was rinsing.

Baskara who heard him directly approached the girl and was surprised once the water in the sink turned red due to the blood flowing from the twilight finger.

"Lo can't be careful, yeah!" hardik Basque.

The young man raised and sat Dusk beside the sink. See how deep the wound on the girl's finger is.

Baskara washes his injured Dusk finger under running water. "Your hands are higher than your chest. Where's the P3K box?"

Dusk pointed to one of the cabinets where he kept the P3K box. Baskara immediately did first aid for the girl who could only silently watch Baskara's treatment of her.

With painstaking Baskara treat wounds that fortunately are not too deep so it does not require the handling of a doctor.

Dusk watched Baskara painstakingly treat his wound. In his heart, Dusk thought why Baskara treated him like this when he had no more taste for the young man. Maybe if Baskara used to treat her like this, her heart would flower. But not at the moment, because he already has no taste for Baskara.

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Sorry if a lot of typo, othor again tepar. Not able to write. This is using voice text. Hope you guys like it. To treat your longing for Dusk. Love for you guys. May we all be given amiin health..