Lembayung Dusk

The Desperado VS Nymph

Twilight

That afternoon

Red spray mixed with purple

Astron is the center of the solar system

The rolling sun

The sun is sliding

The sun turned towards its strife.

The vast space that stretches

Reddish yellow

It stretched across the sky as the sun began to set

Yellow emblem.

Lembayung Dusk

Two very close names

Interdependence.

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The flashback

There was a girl in a pink hood, sitting waiting for an invitation to come. He saw it repeatedly. Sometimes I look to the right and to the left.

One afternoon, I was riding a motorcycle about to go somewhere.I pulled my iron horse not far from the waiting place.

He's the one I met yesterday, I saw exactly. One among dozens of new students, and he caught my eye. The first time I saw such an attractive woman.

Smile her. in the left right dimple, not just because of her beautiful face. But more than that, there was something like a magnetic field that attracted me..Although not in a row and class but he made my netra not to pay attention to him.

She is not the kind of girl who always wants to be noticed like most other girls, who always want to look like the Central of Universe .

She tends to be quiet and not too talkative, her closed appearance adds a plus in addition to the beautiful face nan ayu typical mojang priyangan. He also has a pure white skin even though it looks only his face and hands.

C'mon Dusk!! since when was it interested in a girl with such an appearance? the woman close to you is even more beautiful..

Remember, you never believe in love!

But, the silhouette of the girl why was it so beautiful under the radiance of a reddish radiance? waiting for who?

5 Minutes. 10 minutes. 15 minutes..

I wait patiently, the counts accompany her to wake up because the day looks starting in a dark blanket.

I took a cell phone, aiming at the beautiful landscape object in front of me, across the street from a distance of 10 mtr. His shadow under the twilight shade this evening as a real painting of the Creator.

He was sitting on an iron bench on the sidewalk, wearing a wide black skirt touching the ground.cardigan and a pink veil that stretched long until it covered the chest. Definition of santriwati.

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Temporizing

"Duuh.. mr. Asep where ya? I waited almost half an hour. " I talked to myself, occasionally glancing around in fear, it was getting dark.

I look up at the sky... The sunset spray emits a beautiful light. To fill the time while waiting, I took the phone from inside the shirt pocket, aiming at the object in front of me.

The sky is stretched, the color is red.

What a wonderful creation by You, Ya Rabb..

"Eh. this beautiful girl."

"Neng hayu or follow aa, where will you go home? yuuk aa interracial! "

I, who was enjoying the beauty of the sky, was shocked. Because suddenly there were 2 unknown men approaching me. I just fell silent.

Their movements began to be suspicious, but I tried to shake off negative thoughts while thinking inwardly.

Kulirik watch, the time has shown at 18:16 WIB, I began to get anxious because the day began to get dark and they continued to approach.

"Ekhnmm.. " Someone came and sat beside me.

Thank God, I am thankful in my heart. Glancing at him, with a slight nod and a thin smile was barely noticeable.

The man Deheman beside me made the 2 people who were about to approach me urung launched his intention. I'm salvaged.

Tinnn.. Tiinnn's..

"Neng Ayuung.. hapunteun(sorry) father of tea late, trapped jammed earlier in his jln.cihampeulas there was an accident. " Asep finally came, and stopped the car right in front of me. then I rushed into the car for fear of being late and missed the Maghrib prayer.

"Daddy gapapa sir, but we have to hurry ya, fear of running out of time maghrib. " From the car I turned to the chair I was sitting in, looking for the figure of the man who helped me. But he's gone and gone, and I want to thank him for being my savior this evening.

"Tea bells looking for who? " Asep asked in astonishment, for seeing me flickering around like looking for someone.

" Eh. ng. no pa.. " I said, "Yuuk road sir! "

"Neng well.. Bissmillah.. "

Mr. Asep started the car engine and began to drive through the streets of Dago.So one of my favorite streets in my beloved city.

Whoever you are.. Thank you for helping me. My monologue inwardly smilingly looked at the twilight Lembayung that had begun to disappear in the dark swallow of the night.

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Twilight

The girl glanced at her watch again. I don't know for a few times. Not understanding what was talked about by 2 men who were teasing her.

With a little run, I crossed the road about to approach them, and then sat down next to this girl.

I cleared my throat and he glanced at me while nodding and smiling thinly. A hue of relief emanated from her beautiful hazel eye bead.

Eventually the two men moved away. And shortly thereafter..

Tinnn.. Tiinnn's..

"Neng Ayuung.. hapunteun(sorry) father of tea late, trapped jammed earlier in his jln.cihampeulas there was an accident. " A middle-aged man stopped the car right in front of us.

Ooh.. So whose name was that? Ayong? hmm. strange name.

After believing that the girl called Ayung got into the car, I immediately stepped out of the chair and crossed the road back. Approaching my motorbike parked just anywhere on the sidewalk, fortunately it was already evening and there were no police officers patrolling.

I turned on the motor, then started to advance at a moderate speed.forgetting my main purpose out of the house, but.remembering and pronouncing the name of the pink hooded girl who without me knowing began to grab my attention.

Ayyoung.. Ayyoung..Ayyoung..

Flashback.

I looked up at the sky which was now decorated with a red tinge. Just like when I first found out the name of this 2-year-old girl filled my heart.

Membayung..

Is worthy?

Just a second of hope?

I took the cigarette box in my gray pants pocket and took it out. Take one stick and turn it on with a lighter in my right hand.

Sayup heard the voice of adhan.so melodious and syahdu. While sucking deeply into a cigarette, and emit smoke up the head until the smoke forms the letter O.

I sighed, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly for the sake of listening carefully to the sound of the Adhan reverberating everywhere. Of course in the whole universe.adzan never stopped reverberating calls to meet with Him.

In the corner of my heart, it felt so peaceful to hear the name of greatness - He was laid down.

Isn't that a cry? an invitation?

I smiled faintly, but my heart throbbed painfully. Like in the words with an indecision.

When was the last time I prayed? friday prayers are still hollow.Nearly in one year can be said only once or twice.

I am still very confused, can I still be considered a Muslim?

The ID card says that I am a Muslim. But if I claim to be a Muslim, what letters in the Qur'an do I memorize?have you done what is my duty as a Muslim? even when Ramadan came, I never fasted.

Every religious subject I often truant, mabal. Even if entering, never really pay attention to what is taught by the teacher.

I don't know, there's something in me that makes me angry and doesn't want to know my religion more deeply. Even in every school exam, I can fill out the answer sheet because of the help of my friends, cheating.

From childhood, my mother never taught me to teach or memorize short letters or just instill religious norms.

Mother always goes at night and comes home in the morning blind, with shabby clothes and worn makeup. Occasionally bring a male friend into the house and linger spending time together in his room.

Daddy??

I never even felt that I had her, when was the last time I met her? maybe never once. I can't remember. Don't want to remember. Remembering his name made me angry and even more resentful.

Arrght..

Why did you put your father's last name on? I was even embarrassed whenever the teacher mentioned my full name in front of the class.

The philander? a name that comes from a European country, right? my father was from a country called Italy.

My name is Dusk Kelana Philander. I really like the name Dusk Kelana which can also be interpreted as someone who travels or wanders in the twilight or evening, but does not like my last name.

From childhood I have looked the most prominent in comparison with my peers.

Body height exceeds the average, above the standards of indigenous children in the land of Sumbawa.

I have a firm face line with a pair of amber irises.

The somewhat brownish skin is typical of Italians, a country of thousands of cities in Rome, known by the nickname “Kota Abadi” because of its age which is almost 3000 years.

No doubt, sometimes I am often the center of attention because from a small lot of anxious to see me. said they I am handsome.

At my age, I can say my stature is almost perfect. Tall and gallant. Hahaha.could-can his bragging!!

My physical advantages make me now have the nickname cassanova.. Whats? my age is still in say teenagers, is not his cassanova deserve for adult men who like to adventure with many women?Somewhat exaggerated, probably also because I'm an Italian crossbreed that is identical to his cogan image.

But it is true..many girls approach me, they willingly..you know what I mean? I'am 18 years old.and I'am not a virgin.

I don't know how many times at my age to do it by pressing it is not playful and feeling. It's not me who's looking for them, and don't expect to hold me accountable. Never! Yes.. I'm *******e!!

One of the reasons why I never expected to approach the shade.

I'm just an *******!

The naughty teenage acquaintance is with me. I'am desperate and she is a beautiful nymph.

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