Dusk Rainbow

Most beautiful meeting

"Bak, where's Devan's room?" ask Daffa with slightly narrowed eyes. The Daffi that was behind him yawned to release the drowsiness.

"On the third floor of room number 333, Mas," replied the receptionist. 

Hearing the soft voice, the twins eyes opened wide, the two handsome men gulped their saliva with great difficulty upon seeing the beautiful girl smiling at him.

"Ning, do you have a boyfriend yet?" The question of Absurd Daffa glided straightforwardly.

The girl smiled again, her face met as the twins' gazes continued to be on her.

Daffa's cell phone rang until it dropped its fist at the guard.

The clock shows at three in the morning. However, Mommy had woken the twins and asked him to go to the hotel to deliver the suitcase. Isn't that a shitty thing?

"What, Brother?" ask Daffa, it turns out Devan called ya.

"Where's my shirt? Why are you guys so long?" grumbled Devan from behind the phone.

Daffa tilted his lips and put his phone back in his pants pocket.

"Fi, brother Devan tell us to get spit."

"Basar brother nyebelin, has made us a mosquito meal last night, early in the morning gini disruptin sleep." Daffi was no less upset considering he and Daffa were waiting for Devan on the circuit until ten p.m.

After passing through the elevator and several hallways, the twins finally arrived in front of the number room called the receptionist earlier.

Without a word, Daffa directly knocked on the door loudly.

Chequelek

The door opened a little.

Devan pops his head out and extends his hand. Daffi and Daffa looked at each other with Devan's strange behavior.

"Where's my shirt?" pinta Devan without the slightest guilt.

"What the hell? He said last night he wanted to come to the circuit, but why don't you, me and Daffa hit it off." Daffi took off the leather jacket he was wearing, showing his hands and feet that were covered in red marks.

Wanting to laugh but afraid of being cursed by his sisters, Devan finally clenched his lips.

"Yes, then the bike is for you guys, I'm sincere."

Daffa frowned and looked at Devan's neck.

"Who are you staying here with?" daffa asked inquiring, he continued to stare at the red mark on Devan's neck. Although he had never done anything more to women, Daffa knew it was a sign of love.

Devan looked back for a moment, then looked back at his younger siblings who were at the door.

It seems like they don't know that Raisya has come home either, so mom and mom are really hiding this from everyone.

"Why indeed? It's none of your business" replied Devan Ketus.

"Astagfirullah, Brother. Don't tell me that brother __" 

Daffi cut off his words as his mind started traveling everywhere.

"Don't think weird, Here's the suitcase!" 

Daffa shook his head.

"If you and I know, you must be chopped up, this time I'm sorry, brother, I and Daffi can't help you anymore."

Devan clucked irritably and handed the twins a turn.

"Don't think too far, I'm not a lazy man who wants to sleep with a random woman.

Finally Devan pulled the handle of the suitcase and carried it inside.

"Now you're home, thank you for delivering it."

Devan closes the door slowly, fearing Raisya awakens.

Daffa scratched his non-itchy head and sat down in the chair in front of the room, while Daffi paced with his wandering mind.

Not long after, there was a beautiful woman in sexy clothes coming out from the next room.

Daffa and Daffi just looked at the woman who was smiling at him.

Daffa furrowed his brows.

"What turn, Ma'am?" ask Daffi enthusiastically.

"Ah, don't be plain pretentious, yes that turn, if at any time can dong same me."

Daffi took off his shoes.

"Go no! Or I'd like to put this on."

Suddenly the woman ran over and saw Daffi's anger.

Daffa laughed at his twin's behavior. Unexpectedly, the more reserved Daffi could drive away the fierce-looking woman.

Devan put his suitcase in front of the closet and then returned to the bed, the sound of Adzan began to echo making him forced to wake Raisya.

"Honey, it's dawn, we take a yuk bath!" Devan's hand stroked Raisya's forehead gently. 

No response, Raisya is still drowning with his dreams. Overnight struggles that drain energy and time make Raisya reluctant to wake up.

"Darling, I took a shower." Devan whispered again, from the bottom of his heart, he felt sorry for Raisya who must have been exhausted. However, he can't just let it go, until Devan is forced to lift Raisya's body to the bathroom.

Feeling her body drift, Raisya opened her eyes despite the weight.

"It's morning, brother?" Raisya asked with a hoarse voice.

Hemmm

Devan sat Raisya down and turned on the shower, after which he went back to Raisya and pulled the clothes he was wearing. 

“What do you want to do?" Raisya crossed his hands on his chest, he began to realize that Devan had already stripped him half of his clothes.

"Help you take a shower."

Raisya shook her head, "No need, I can take a bath myself." Brother just come out."

Pushing Devan's burly body towards the door. Devan was forced out rather than having a time-consuming debate.

Everything feels new, sleeping together, praying together, really this is the most beautiful meeting for Devan. 

After carrying out his duties, Devan turned his body and looked at Raisya who was still wearing a mukena.

"Sister, I'm going home. I miss everyone, I want to know Syakila's news, her stomach must be big." Raisya said it in a low tone.

Devan grabs Raisya's body and hugs her, there is no boss she kisses the woman.

"We're going home, but don't ever intend to leave me again."

Raisya nodded without a sound. 

Raisya chose a black dress, for a long time he did not wear clothes that are too loose like that, since his leg was broken, Raisya only wear a skirt, even that is simple, even if it is simple, and this time it starts with the way it looked.

"Kok wear that?" Devan pointed at the shoes Raisya had just taken.

"I can't wear high heels, still scared."

Devan finally concluded the state of his wife's legs were ever hurt. Slowly Devan helped Raisya wear it, he could clearly see the longitudinal seams on the woman's calf.

When she was ready, Devan opened the door to her room. It was a surprise to see the twins still there.

"Daffa, Daffi, what are you doing here?" ask Devan.

Daffa was silent, he looked at Raisya with sparkling eyes.

"Sister Raisya!" screeched at Daffa and Daffi together, they spread their arms to greet his brother-in-law.

"What do you want, you guys?" Devan stood right in front of Daffa, blocking the man who was about to hug his wife.

"Yes, Brother. I miss Raisya, just hug a little, time can't." Daffa.

"Now, hug!" I handed the suitcase I brought.

"Pelit," Daffi said as he watched Devan embrace Raisya's slim waist.