
Under the blazing sun that still shyly raises its rays, Dusk is already at war with air pollution and against its drowsiness. It has become a routine like that every day, but it does not make Dusk bored let alone lazing around.
However, something is different today. Dusk was gloomy and uninspired after hearing the words of his mother who would marry him to a rich man in order to pay off his debt.
Dusk was confused, many questions in his head. He had heard these words as a child 'we as children will never be able to repay the services of parents, let alone buy them'. Dusk is still inexhaustible, is not married to anyone or as much as he gives money, it can never be used as a payment for his mother?
Not nothing Dusk had imagined if he really married a rich man. And how his life will be, just imagine Dusk is already scared.
Fear of not being loved by her husband, fear of having her pride trampled, fear that she might not be happy with her marriage. Ah all the fears are mixed into one and it successfully makes the mood of Dusk deteriorate.
"Why you, honey? Any problem? I've never seen a twilight like this." Daren, a man who fell in love with the figure of Dusk and has been in a relationship for two years.
Daren brings many changes in the life of Dusk. The figure of Daren is like a light in the dark that manages to make Dusk a little brighter and knows the way to happiness. But hearing his mother's words yesterday, made Dusk like it lost its life ray, even though the light was still nearby.
"No, kok. I'm okay, brother. Do I look sad? Or do I look ugly?" tanya Dusk tried to make a laugh on her lips.
"My body is never ugly. I know you, we're also close not just friends, right? What are you hiding?"
"Nothing, Brother. Do I look like I'm hiding something? You know me, right? You were the first person who was always the place to complain to me. You're the place I confided in. How can I hide something from this sweet lover, huh?"
"Sure, is there nothing? If so, I go to the kitchen first. I have to be diligent in working on your halalin, right? Want a quickie or slow down?" daren Goda.
Dusk seemed to think, "I'm too young to get married, Brother. Wait another three to five years, "pinta Dusk.
"Three years, yeah. I've been hunting for you." Daren laughed after that. He imagined if he was really old when sitting in the pelaminan with Dusk.
"Appaan, anyway. Twenty-five years old, brother. Not yet old," replied Dusk laughing then brought himself to flee to the back.
Daren just shook his head as it passed from the glass-walled room. He fell in love with Dusk when he accidentally saw her in one of the modest taverns. It was with his friends at the time.
Daren is fascinated by the natural beauty that Dusk has. He also ventured to get acquainted and pocketed the mobile number of Dusk. Since then Daren aggressively approached Dusk to become his lover.
It is not easy to approach the night. The girl was too cute and very difficult to approach. It's too closed and stiff. But it does not make Daren then give up, it is more salute and proud if he can get Dusk. She is a rare girl to Daren.
Until one year later, the newly graduated Senior High School student applied to work at the restaurant where Daren worked as a chef. What a wonderful coincidence he never thought. The opportunity to approach Dusk is easier and faster.
And sure enough, after a few months of Dusk and Daren working in the same place, they finally established a serious relationship until now.
***
Prangs!
The coral breaks the chicken piggy bank that he kept from elementary school. Scattered various nominal banknotes were scattered. He knelt down and picked up the money while counting it.
"Five hundred thousand. This money means nothing in Papa's eyes. How much longer do I have to raise money for their same vacation. Do I have to work first?" muttered Karang stared at the shards in his hand.
"Correct, what broke?" clara asked to open the door to her son's room.
Clara frowned as soon as she saw the piggy bank. He never knew Corals had piggy banks.
"This is yours? You nabung? Why did you break? You need anything?" cerca Clara sat next to her son.
"Yes, I need Mom time with Papa. I want a vacation with you guys, all this time I've never been on vacation with you guys. You guys always send me to Grandma and Grandpa's house every school holiday. I want to spend time with you too. But I don't have enough money to pay for your time." Coral answered while handing over the money he had collected over several years.
Clara's water changed instantly. Both her eyeballs also heat up, as poor as she and her husband until they work continuously and forget the only child? Truly for today he is very ashamed of the child who is not even a teenager.
"You want a vacation with Mom and Dad? We're going on vacation together." Clara said after successfully mastering herself.
"My money is not enough." Corals are still muddled with less money.
"No, Mama and Papa don't need this. Save it or you can buy anything with this money. You if you want something just tell us, it doesn't need to be like this. We can still afford to finance what you want."
"Yes, you can afford anything for me, but not my happiness. You're looking for this, until you forget me." The coral raised the hand that he used to hold the money. "Same Papa sure you want me to take a vacation? Don't you love the time wasted? You're gonna lose money because of me later on" he added.
Clara's heart felt crumpled and gripped firmly. It is forced out of place and then thrown away so that its shape is destroyed no longer irregular.
"Your mother is no longer working at Papa's request. Mom promised me your time would be completely for you. We're replacing lost time now, yeah. Go wherever you go, Mama will always be there. My mom will always be there for you, son. I'm sorry, I've spent a lot of time for you. Mama's not monitoring your growth." Clara cupped the face of her only son, staring at the bead-like eyes that seemed to depict a fondness.
"Want to replace lost time? I can't, Ma. That time can't come back, Mama's lost my childhood."
Clara pulled the Coral body for him to put in her deck. He was sobbing and drowning in a cry of regret.