Dusk Sky
Day With You

Baskara was so excited to welcome the morning. There was a sense of impatience to meet Dusk. I don't know what magic made him so excited to meet the girl.

Early in the morning, the young man took a shower. Comb your hair with a mouth that doesn't stop whistling. Last night he made a shopping list. Complete with recipes that he made as neat as possible so that Dusk can understand even though he did not do videocall with it.

In the middle of the trip, Dusk contacted him. Baskara connected the call to the car so that its focus on the trip was not interrupted.

"Hallo, Ja."

"Lo is my nemenin, right? Maureen has asked, I want to be with them how."

"So. It's just gonna go back to your place." Baskara turned his wheel out of the motorway. "Would you like to start the show?"

Bakara stared at the clock on his wrist which just showed at nine in the morning.

"not yet. Ten o'clock is just starting. The place is also deket kok from the apartment, so there is still time."

Baskara mangangguk-nod his head. "Lo ready? had breakfast?"

"Udah."

"Gue stop by first or you go straight out to the loby. I'm already nyampe."

"Wait in the loby. All depart. Let's get to some places too."

Baskara parked his car in front of the apartment lobby. Waiting for the girl who said she was down.

Until soon the girl with a dress wrapped in black under the knees that fell gently in the slender body of Dusk. Plus the girl's long hairdo was made wavy at the bottom. Make Baskara fascinated but prestige acknowledges the beauty of friends who some days attract his attention.

"This is who wants to be what model?" sindiri Baskara with the appearance of Dusk.

Dusk clucked while putting on a seat belt. "Iish bebel! mah people in praise cake!" grunts Dusk. "Ja. You are so beautiful today. It's."

Baskara returned his vehicle out of the area of the apartment building. "Lo praised later idung lo grow."

Dusk was shocked to hear it. The girl automatically held her tiny nose. And then Baskara's laughter exploded.

"Don't Babas!" pekik Dusk hit Baskara's chuckling arm behind the wheel. Because all this time no one has told him if his nose will expand if he feels happy.

Baskara could not stop his laughter. He was just flirting with Dusk. The girl's nose never once expanded like what she said. But Baskara enjoys the adorable look of shock and annoyance of Dusk.

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Almost half a day Baskara accompanied Dusk who was amazed to see every model that demonstrated the results of famous designer designs. There are also several new designers who won prestigious competitions in New York.

Baskara was actually bored to death. The young man did not enjoy at all like the people who were there. He prefers to play games on his phone.

"Gue can't be Bas, just show me one of my works here." asked Dusk without distracting him from the catwalk.

Baskara who was serious about his game turned to the girl next to him. Then his gaze shifted to a model who was walking on the catwalk.

"Lo's work is no less good than the clothes that the model wears. Why should I insecure? you have to believe that you can be better than them."

Dusk stared fixed eyes as dark as night who was staring at him. His smile grew and he heard the words of his friend.

In his apartment there are indeed several mannequins to display some of his work whether it is a lecture or the results of his penchant. Not all results are perfect. There are some who are not finished and even abandoned because the mood is sometimes suddenly lost.

"Doain yes, Bas. I can be a great designer like them. I can have my own name."

Baskara smiled at the request of the girl beside her. His hands stretched out to touch the top of the head of Dusk and patted him softly. "Lo can do it. I'll control you until you succeed." Baskara cheered with a smile.

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After the Fashionweek event, Baskara drove his car towards the supermarket not far from the twilight apartment. The place he visited with the girl last week.

"What do you want to cook for tomorrow?" asked Baskara when he managed to park his car with his spruce.

Baskara snorted and got out of the car followed by Dusk which immediately lined her footsteps.

"What am I going to do?" the young man changed his question to one that was easier to answer.

"Gue just managed to cook pasta with chicken doang. Which one do you want me to masakin?" ask me Twilight.

"Pasta is easy. I'm the laper."

Dusk agreed. The girl followed wherever Baskara stepped in to pick up ingredients for her the next week.

Seeing Baskara being so flexible when shopping, made him a little embarrassed. Baskara knew almost every place he went to to pick up some herbs and ingredients that Dusk himself did not know his name.

Dusk embarrassed when he should know more about things like this, it is Baskara who is a man who understands more.

Maybe if Dusk was told to shop for his own needs, he took hours to find all the materials that Baskara input almost filled the trolley he pushed.

"Lo used to shop like this, Bas?" he also expressed his curiosity since then. And Baskara simply replied with a dullness.

"It's customary to shop girls too?"

"It wasn't. But I think starting last week, I'm going to be routine about girls shopping."

Dusk who knew the meaning of Baskara's words was himself, just snorting and waiting for the man who took out one by one their groceries to be counted in the cashier.

Arriving at the apartment, Baskara immediately asked Dusk to cook lunch for them. His stomach has been demoed since. If you don't remember the girl who was busy cutting some sausage complementary spices she wanted to cook him lunch. He had just brought Dusk out to lunch.

While enjoying the view of a Dusk wearing an apron directly with hair that is embraced origin and focus on the cuisine. Baskara washed each vegetable and cut it according to size before entering each box that he did not forget to paste the paper containing recipes and how to cook it at once to facilitate his best friend.

"Lunch is ready!" exciting Dusk along with Baskara who finished with his activities.

Baskara sat at the bar table in the kitchen where there were already two plates of pasta that were quite beautiful to look at. Because Dusk slightly decorated the plate containing the paste.

Without hesitation, Baskara began to feed the paste into his mouth. Chewing it slowly slowed down to make the girl who was waiting for his comment with a bright twinkle of eyes next to him even more thumping.

"Where.. How..!" Dusk to shake Baskara's shoulder so impatiently waiting for his best friend's opinion about his first cuisine without Baskara's guide.

"Emm.." Baskara pretended to think. Making Dusk more and more anxious waiting for him. "Enak." she answered honestly with a fluffy smile.

Dusk heaved a sigh of relief and returned Baskara's smile no less wide. "Is it delicious?" tanya Dusk bragging.

"Yes. You are quite talented if you are diligent in cooking."

Dusk widened his smile and enjoyed lunch in front of him.

"Happy beauty Baskara.. Success in cooking lunch. I'm proud." Baskara rubbed her hair gently. Making the girl next to him peck with the words and treatment Baskara to him.

Dusk did not know why his heart thump was crazy just because it was treated so by a Baskara. Even when he liked this young man beside him, not once did he feel the heart thump like today.

What's up with him?

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Ehek.. Sory.. Yesterday forgot the update. It's now extended as an apology.

Who's waiting for Caca, sorry can't get up yet. Actually it should be over. Only this amateur othor is confused to make a cynical ending.

Want to make sadending or happy ending?