My boyfriend is half human

The more curious

The day passed so quickly. It hasn't been a week since Dirga's meeting with the surfer girl. It was also a week after Queen broke her heart. The girl had rarely contacted Dirga, only occasionally sending messages to just ask the news or ask Dirga had eaten or not.

Looks like the girl wants to let Dirga calm down first. Queenzi knew Dirga had been shocked to hear her conversation with a friend the other day. And he was sure any current explanation would not be able to make Dirga's anger subside. Because he took a short pause in a hurry to meet Dirga. The girl waited for the right time to explain.

While Dirga, although still very injured, but he is still a man. As we know. Men are more able to hide their pain. He could always look ordinary even though his heart was crumbling dimly.

After all, Dirga also has an extraordinary busyness that makes him a little bit able to ignore the pain. Moreover, his company is really in need of hard work. Fortunately, over the past week, the company's condition has stabilized. One by one the problems can be solved well.

This afternoon when lunchtime came, the man with above average good looks did not take his break. He still seemed to be fighting me with the files on his desk. Even when his secretary invited him to lunch the man refused.

Until a while later when he felt his neck stiff because he looked down too long, then he rested for a moment. But that was not until the room died. Dirga is still in his seat. He leaned his head to relax his neck muscles.

Either too tired or too comfortable with his position, the man eventually fell asleep on the chair with his head turned up.

Dirga looks quite comfortable even though it is not in a position like a sleeping person. But unfortunately it didn't last long. It was only about twenty minutes before he finally jumped out of his sleep.

The man looked to the right and to the left then sighed. Realizing that what he had just experienced was just a dream.

"That girl again" he murmured slowly considering that the one who had just interrupted his break was Dusk. The girl with reddish eyes or the reliable surfer with the look of a devil-like face in horror films.

In his dream this time Dusk again strangled him and then released him originally. When his body was thrown, then Dirga awake.

"Why do I dream of it so often? and why is his dream always so scary? " back muttering while kneeling his nape that still feels heavy.

He then stood up and stood in front of the glass window. His dusk face suddenly disturbed his mind. There was a question in his heart about who Dusk was. About his face that always looked like an angry person. About his closed attitude that some people think does not or rarely speaks.

And one more. Dusk was the first girl who refused to get acquainted with him. And honestly it sparked curiosity from Dirga to get to know Dusk more.

Although his face was scary. As long as he was not a creature, Dirga sure could know him.

A smile appears from her sex lips. Looks like Dirga has plans to meet Dusk later in the afternoon.

***

"Go home or where, sir? " Dirga driver opened the door while asking Dirga's next destination because these days Dirga was busy and rarely went straight home when out of the office.

"No, we're on the beach. "

"Beach? " The driver repeated Dirga's words. For a moment he was confused, but then nodded as he recalled the other day his young master had also been on the beach. Maybe the cold air on the beach makes Mr. Dirga so addicted to going back there, thought the driver.

But up on the beach Dirga did not find what he was looking for. He did not see Dusk dancing with his skateboard. Even after waiting for a while, Dusk did not appear.

Dirga looked around then accidentally his eyes saw the man who had talked to him the other day about Dusk. The man was playing water with a small child who was most likely his son. Because their faces are similar.

"Hay, did you see the twilight? Hmm I mean is Dusk today not surfing? "

The man turned his head because suddenly someone asked him. Either he recognized Dirga's face or not, but then he shook his head.

"Senja hasn't surfed since yesterday. I heard he was sick. "

"Ooh, "Dirga nodded. Somehow he was a little disappointed to hear that dusk was not surfing. That means he can't meet Dusk this afternoon.

Dirga then chose to leave the beach. Wh-wh-what for? the one in his car doesn't exist. The beach breeze is soothing, but still, that's not the point here.

But as you walk towards the parking area. Dirga's steps stopped because he saw the girl he was looking for. The girl was sitting under one of the waterfront trees.

Dirga thought for a moment. Doubt whether you want to get closer or not. But considering his purpose here did want to meet Dusk, Dirga finally decided to approach.

Dusk. Showing a pale face with reddish eyes that instantly made Dirga surprised.

'His face is pale. It's true he's sick'

To be honest Dirga was a little horrified to see the face of Dusk. I don't know why he's still trying to be ordinary. Dusk was a human, not a ghost, he thought.

As usual Dusk did not answer Dirga's words. But this time something different, the girl did not show a sharp gaze and also her grin that seemed like a life-seeking angel.

The expression of the face of Dusk is flat, even tends to be like being sad. Maybe because he was sick. And that's exactly what makes Dirga not immediately run away.

"You're not surfing? or are you sick? "

The second question Dirga still did not get an answer from Dusk.

'Is he actually able to talk or not? '

"I'm sorry if I'm bothering you Twilight, I'm just--"

"Senja doesn't talk to strangers. " A voice cuts Dirga's speech. The voice that Dirga believes does not belong to Dusk.

The voice came from behind Dusk and Dirga who immediately made Dirga turn his head.

Soerang women who sent Dusk home the other day. What Dirga believed to be her brother Dusk was already standing behind them. Women who are similar to Dusk but the look of his face is much more friendly, graceful and friendly.

"Sorry, I just want to say hello to Dusk, "Dirga gave his alibi so as not to be considered disturbing Dusk.

"Hmm, but Dusk is not used to strangers. So you better not bother him, or--"

The woman did not continue her sentence as if realizing something.

"Forget it, "he said again, shaking his hand.

Of course, it made Dirga even more astonished. Or what? asked in his heart, not daring to say directly.

"It's late, Dusk. Come home. " Take the girl at Dusk.

Dusk did not answer, but immediately went to obey the orders of the woman. Yesterday when they met. Dirga could still hear Dusk talking to the woman. But. But now even to that woman she doesn't want to talk.

Before leaving the woman who told dusk to go home had time to look at Dirga as if he was saying goodbye and Dirga himself either consciously or indirectly nodded. I don't know since when that guy got so friendly.

Dirga looked at the two women passing from before him.

What two brothers different attitudes,. The other friendly one is like a hungry lion that is very fierce and also scary of course.

But the attitude of Dusk today that is not as usual makes Dirga curious.

'What's with Dusk, he just looks sick, but he seems to be sad too. Why is he?'

"Akkh ! why do I care about him." Dirga ruffled her hair. Upset at his own mind.

'But the girl is unique. Other than most girls. I've never even met a girl like that. I became more curious about him. '

Dirga continued to leave the beach with a heart and mind that continued to speak for itself.