The Broken Wing of Love

The Broken Wing of Love
My past story



The earth was about to choke on food when suddenly Dusk sat in front with his hands on his feet. Luckily, he was able to control himself so that the protrusion that was already in the oral cavity managed to swallow him well.


"Squeen!" earth grumbled when he found Dusk smiling full of mystery. 


Dusk laughed, as if satisfied once had managed to make the face of the Earth to look upset. Without a sense of sin, Dusk immediately took the bowl and filled it with lontong. 


The earth that saw that, his face was already flushed red, a sign of his vexation had peaked. "Nake?" tanya Earth looked grumbling. 


Innocently Dusk nodded with two cute bulging cheeks. Anger that had been in the crown, immediately went out somewhere to see how the look of the face of Dusk at this time. 


For a few seconds, Earth was stunned until her memory was thrown at a flash of the past with Dusk. In the past, every Sunday night he, Dea, and Dusk would gather in a cafe to spend their singles.


Sunday nights are synonymous with lovers who spend time together, they use to spend time with friends. 


"Well why, Nja?" said Dea at that time made the Earth at last turn to Dusk. 


Dusk's cheeks seemed bloated, full of food and it was so cute in the eyes of the Earth. And after a long time, the Earth again felt dejavu. Whether it's because it misses Dea or because there's Dusk in it. 


"Earth?" call the Dusk that breaks the reverie of the Earth. 


"What?" the answer is always to master yourself. He quietly sighed softly as he was instead reminded of the past. 


"Hows it? Today is so?" dusk asked as his eyes fell on Arta. 


The earth beats slowly to moisten the throat that feels dry. "Later in the afternoon I was empty. At three I'll pick you up, "he replied, shuffling Arta's hair. 


The face of Dusk looks bright. "The art? I'll see Mama, right?" He threw a question at the Son who had just finished his meal. 


"Selius?!" the boy almost couldn't believe it. 


"Yes. But, whatever happens later, Arta must remain a good child yes," message Dusk who immediately got a nod by Arta. 


And again the Earth was captivated by how Dusk was so gentle to Arta. Supposedly, this can't happen. Or, is this just his escape because Dea has left? Yep. Maybe Earth is just lonely and is looking for the figure of Dea in others. 


"I'm leaving," said the Earth did not want to linger seeing the face of Dusk that morning. 


"Salim duyu, Pa," Arta's pinta then pulls Papa's palm to kiss. 


Instead of immediately releasing the hand of the Papa after being kissed, Arta actually directed the palm of the Earth at Dusk. "Ante! Kiss Papa duyu's hand," Arta's pinta innocently.


Dusk instantly glared. Luckily, he swallowed the food in his mouth. He could choke if the food had not been swallowed. The Dusk gaze was fixed on the Earth who was now also looking at him flat, making the twilight guts slightly shrivel.


"Pa? Kiss right?" Arta whines for Dusk to kiss the back of his hand.


The earth breathed slowly. He gave the code to Dusk to obey Arta's orders. There's no other choice. Dusk stood up and took the palm of the Earth to be let out.


When the lips of Dusk touched the surface of his skin, the blood of the Earth rippled. The touch was so gentle and managed to wake up the entire cell in his body.


"I say goodbye" said the Earth soon passed from before the two. In fact, the Earth had already pulled the wrist first before Dusk released the handle. Adjacent to Dusk for a long time can drive him crazy.


By the afternoon, Dusk was ready and waiting for Earth to come home. Arta was also waiting on the terrace. "That's Papa, Ante!" pekik Arta was enthusiastic when he found the Earth car entering the courtyard of the house.


The housing chosen by the Earth is indeed a type of unfenced cluster. However, its safety was already guaranteed by one hundred percent.


Tin. Tin.


Not wanting to take a headache, Dusk took Arta in a sling and sat in the front seat and held the boy. Dusk glanced at Earth. Looks very tired to decorate that handsome face.


"Is there a problem, Bum?" tanya Dusk tried to pay attention and hope that Earth would give a little confidence for him.


"It's none of your business," replied the Ketus and Dusk Earth could only sigh softly. In the end, Dusk decided to be quiet and not talk much until the car arrived at an elite cemetery.


"What's this place, Ante?" arta asked with a frown looking puzzled.


"Which mom?" cecar Arta again.


"Yes. Mama is here now. It's called a funeral" replied Dusk tenderly.


Dusk turned to Earth who now seemed to press the corner of his eyes using his index finger and thumb. Dusk could see there was a speck of clear water falling on the cheek of the Earth, making the Dusk that saw it feel sliced.


"Can I go down with Arta? I-i know. It might be hard for you." Dusk spoke with understanding.


A crackle from the Earth was heard along with his detached finger to cover the eyes. "I'm coming," Earth breaks up and the three decide to go down.


Lead them to a mound whose land has not been overgrown with grass. "That's Mama?" arta asked in confusion.


Dusk nodded and asked Arta to crouch down on the side of the cemetery. "Your mom is here. If Arta misses Mama, tell Auntie or Papa and we can come here," said Dusk trying to withstand the tightness that squeezes the chest.


Almost a month of Dea's departure and it's not enough to forget how good the very figure of Friend. Perhaps, for a lifetime Dusk will not be able to forget Dea. She's her rescue woman. He who has given Dusk a family, and many more services that Deandra did for him.


"Mama's not cold, Ante?" ask Arta again.


Dusk smiled with teary eyes. "No. My mother is healed and no longer sick. Now, Arta could look up into the sky to be able to look at Mama's face. Mama was there. Looking at us from heaven, "pointing Dusk to the evening sky so bright and beautiful.


Arta's eyes looked sparkling. "Holy, Mama's healed?" Sighly Dusk nodded in confirming.


"Alta was happy when Mama was healed" he said again with a smile. There was no sorrow that Arta showed. The three-year-old boy was so strong.


"Arta is okay, right? What if you live in heaven?" ask Dusk again.


"No papa. Mama Pelnah said that in sulga don't hurt anymore. Alta remembers Mama's happy."


At that time also the tears of Dusk shed as well as the Earth who decided to turn away. Arta's freshness actually makes something in his chest more crowded.


"Father Papa and Ante cry? Alta's fine. Mama says, Alta is smooth strong," chirped Arta and Dusk immediately wipe away her tears.


"Yes. Mama is happy. Aunty is only proud of Arta who is so mature," replied Dusk as he rubbed the top of the Son's head.


Then, Arta looked up with her eyes closed. His lips were smiling for a moment. Dusk does not want to disturb. He decided to wait for Arta to finish with the activities.


"Ante?" call Arta and Dusk nodded in response.


"Why, Honey?"


"Mama pelnah said. He said that if Mama penggi, Ante will be Mama Alta." Arta spoke so innocently and Dusk nodded enthusiastically with a smile to decorate his lips.


Dusk immediately carried Arta in a hug. "Yes. Aunt will be your Mother. Call it Auntie with the name Mother. Mama is still your mother. There's no one else you can call that." And Dusk sprinkled a kiss on Arta's head with great affection.