The Lost Dusk
You Again
"Are you going to stay here?" a voice that was beginning to be familiar was heard.
"No... " Answer orange short.
"When do you want to be here?" Ask bian again.
"I want to wait here" he said flatly.
"Who?" ask bian curiously.
"Hey you!" snapped orange. "What are you really doing here?" asked orange in annoyance, while standing up and turning to look at the man.
"She changed very drastically, earlier calm, now fierce" inner bian with a face no less surprised he.
"Ahh sorry, I asked mom to pick you up again" she replied with a big smile that showed dimples on her cheeks.
"Who told you to smile?"
"Ahh sorry"
Orange snorted in annoyance, then took the shoes on the sand, he walked to the beach, stood there for a moment, closed his eyes to feel the gust of wind that hit him that afternoon.
From the same place, bian noticed the orange that was enjoying the wind on the beach.
"What kind of girl is she really?" ask her to herself, still paying attention to the girl.
Orange turned to step toward the place again, when he came before the bian he stopped, smiling at the bian with a very beautiful smile.
"It turns out you're so tiny" said Bian, smiling.
"Hey you!" yell orange.
"Why do you keep yelling like that anyway?" bian asked in an annoyed tone.
"Is there something wrong with the way I yell at you, sir? reply orange is no less upset.
"You are this." said the grieving bian with his grievous face.
"How long have you been picking me up here?" ask orange in a slow voice.
"It's been a week..." Answer bian indifferently.
"Hm. "only his dehemannya was heard, a few minutes later, orange set foot toward where the car was parked by bian.
***
Only the sound of the car engine was heard, the two humans who were there did not make a sound.
Bian remained focused on driving, while the orange only looked towards the road.
"hm.. "
"Why? is there something you want to ask?" Guess orange.
"May I ask?" bian's permission first.
"Hey you!" yell orange.
"Why do I always think I am?" said an annoyed bian who was surprised by the orange scream, but still focused on driving.
"You why the hell? sometimes polite sometimes ordinary" reply orange while turning his attention towards the bian.
"Huh? you mean?"
"Yes sometimes you call yourself 'me' 'me' "clear orange.
"Ohh that." said bian mangut-mangut.
"Speak casually when you're alone with me, different if in front of my mother, you have to respect me" said the orange, like a small request.
"Alright" bian said with a hidden smile.
The atmosphere was quiet again, the orange looked back at the streets they passed, while the bian had to stay focused on driving.
Travel is not too much time consuming, because the distance of the beach is not too far from the orange house.
After the car stopped in front of a large carving door, orange came down from the car to the door and opened it.
"Is it your habit to be there alone?" a middle-aged woman's voice stopped her steps.
Jingga just stared at the woman who was sitting in the middle room, then she continued her steps into her room to remove the shoes on the spot and lock the door.
"Argghhhhh.h." yelled frustrated orange.
"Why did all this happen to God?" orange mummy. Then he laid himself on the bed without cleaning himself first, he closed his eyes asleep diving into the dreamland.
