Dusk Sky
About Taste

Dusk invites Baskara to be his friend to attend the wedding of the person who uses his design for this important event.

Even though Dusk is no longer an assistant to the designer because he has returned to college. But he still gets an invitation. The relationship with the designer is also going well. Sometimes Dusk visits to ask for an opinion on the assignment, as what the designer told him before his study was over.

"That's a luxury, Bas, the party." whispered the Dusk as soon as they entered the ballroom that had been inlaid as luxuriously as possible. White dominates the room. Combined with gold in some parts. The flowers almost filled every decoration. Make the room as fragrant as the flowers are there.

"Later if you marry me, I can make this luxurious." replied Baskara also whispered. "Even more if you want to." I don't know what they whispered. No one there understood what they were saying.

Dusk glanced cynically and sneered. "Parents are proud!" his heart was already pausing.

"No pa-pa parent's money to make you queen for a day and continue to be queen of my heart forever." her vibe was tinged with rarity.

Dusk is just squealing. Didn't know Baskara if what the young man said made his feelings unreasonable.

Want to open your heart, afraid if Baskara just joking and ended up disappointed. But if Baskara keeps on beating it like that, it's not good for his heart health.

"Two know again." whispered Baskara right in the ear of Dusk.

The girl frowned looking at Baskara. "What?"

Instead of answering, Baskara widened her smile and clasped her hand to grab a drink. There was a warm feeling radiating from the grasp of their hands. The heat that touched the hearts of both.

If you think two more years they'll graduate college. Is that what his increasingly obscure best friend meant. Dusk that does not want to take a headache is just a dedication. Just follow where Baskara leads the way.

Baskara took a drink that was non-alcoholic to both of them. Just about to move, a loud voice held the two and turned to stare at the source of the voice.

"Gee... Whoa... Whoa... I never thought I'd meet a bodyguard couple and their master who put me in jail at my father's own wedding."

Baskara glanced at Dusk sharply. I don't like the name bodyguard. But his sense of urgency fell when the girl rubbed her arm. The girl's hand also felt cold and slightly trembling.

Baskara touched the hand that was on his arm. Gave a soft pat to calm down. It seems like Dusk is still traumatized by the events of a few months ago.

"It's an honor to be at this party. We got an invitation from Mr. Vincent. It just so happened that Dusk was once his assistant during the winter break." Baskara replied straightforwardly. In his true heart the young man was so sick of meeting Robert again. If you remember what the man did to Dusk, you want it to feel like he beat him again until he disappears from this world.

Dusk himself did not know if the groom was Robert's father. There was a disappointed and sad look in Robert's slightly camouflaged eyes. But Dusk understood a little more. Which child is not sad if his mother's position is replaced by another woman.

Could it be that Robert's father doesn't care about his son anymore because he has found a new family?

"Well, I don't think a girl who's never lived a hard life like you wants to be an assistant." - mocked Robert with a small laugh.

Not wanting Robert to say the no-no and ignite Basakara's emotions, Dusk decided to take his best friend away.

"Excuse me, we didn't come to make a fuss." immediately Dusk pulled Baskara's hand away from Robert before a commotion broke out. They don't know if that's what Robert's for. Making a scene at his own father's wedding.

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When he was dancing, Baskara pulled his hand to the dance floor. Where people begin to move in rhythm with music with their respective partners.

There are young couples like them. There are also couples who are elderly but still look romantic and there is love from the radiance of both eyes.

"Eh. Uh. Where you going?" tanya Dusk panicked to know where Baskara was headed.

Dusk snorted and threw out Baskara's hand. Dusk was upset because his best friend was not always talking nonsense. Dusk is afraid if he hopes for the words from which the word comes. The girl had already turned around and was about to return to her place, but Baskara held her back.

"Eeeh where are you going? let's dance with me pretty." said Baskar as sweet as possible.

By having to obey the will of Baskara. Counting that he returned Baskara's kindness that had always been good to him all this time.

Although as a teenager she was a tomboy girl, but Dusk can also dance. He often attended parties with his parents. Also never participated in dance lessons beski did not last long.

Baskara positioned their position. Grasping Dusk's right hand and lifting him up. And next to him he used to hug the slender waist of the friend. Eroding their distance until their bodies cling to each other.

Dusk is not ready reflex put his hands on Baskara's chest, holding the distance between them so as not to get closer.

Gently Baskara carried their bodies moving left and right to the beat. While the heart of both of them could not condition since the distance of the two that changed so close.

"Nagapain dance all the way?" twilight Protest changes the awkwardness that was created.

"Said rehearsal before we dance at our own party." replied Baskara casually. Still guiding Dusk in moving.

"Stop same shit lo! no messing around." growled at Dusk with his friend who relentlessly teased him.

"Then am I serious?" he said with a funny face. Anyone who saw that face would not believe what Baskara said.

"Not believe me."

Baskar did not give any response. He enjoys the rare moments to dance with Dusk.

"It turns out you are quite good at dancing" said Baskar amazed.

"That's not why I'm not."

Baskara, whose parents work as doctors, rarely attends the same party as Dusk, who often attends parties from his father's clients.

So no wonder Baskara was surprised to see Dusk dance. And again Dusk never said if he took a dance class. Dusk was afraid to ridicule his best friend first.

Both are washed away with the romantic atmosphere created. Either from the music or with many people who dance with a loving face. Not even infrequently Baskara saw someone kissing on the sidelines of their movements.

Until I don't know what prompted her to bring her face closer and put her soft lips on the forehead of Dusk which tonight looks so beautiful.

Dusk rounded his eyes. Surprised at what was happening. And do not ask the condition of the heart of both. Because not only Dusk, Baskara also felt shocked by what he did.

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The feeling is not huaaa..

Disturbedin bocil mulu. bocilku do not sleep-sleep time 😌.