The Lost Dusk

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Orange was already in the hospital, he was looking for bian, but he could not find. He had asked the receptionist, but the answer was nil.

He was looking for bian numbers, last night bian had kept his number on an orange phone. "With what name does he keep his number anyway" muttered orange while walking slowly.

Bruukkk...

Without realizing the orange hit someone, his phone fell and the files that the person was carrying were scattered on the floor.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see" he said as he tidied up the scattered papers.

"It's okay" said the woman.

"It's mbak's got mbak" said the orange while giving a pile of paper to the woman.

"Thank you orange" he said, leaving a surprised orange.

"I don't feel like I know her my name is weird" muttered a confused orange.

"So I read the name 'Teuku Fajar' in the paper that I collected" he murmured again astonished.

He looked for the girl, but he could not find her. In his confusion, a bian suddenly appeared from behind him, beaming an orange.

"Hayo again find me yes" seduced bian.

"Eh buset dah" replied orange latah.

"Ahahahaa." bian mocking laughter.

"Thou art biannnn." growled with orange while hitting the little bian.

"OK I'm sorry" said bian as he pulled an orange hand walking down the corridor.

"Well, where are you taking me now?" ask orange.

"To the Sultan's room" replied bian still holding an orange hand.

"Hand is warm" murmured bian.

"Say what?" ask orange.

"Don't say anything. Why are you curious about me?" bian tease again.

"Have a son! take off my hands. really want to play with the gang" replied orange while stomping his hand.

"OK okay" said bian as he raised his hand that he let go of the orange hand.

"Well, we're here!" exclaim bian.

"Wait away. You take care of everything, right?" tanya orange is suspicious.

"Udah dong!" exclaiming bian while opening the door let the orange in.

"Definitely an orange?" ask a child named sultan who is currently lying on the bed.

"Know! I am orange" replied the orange while extending his hand acquainted.

bian stood behind the orange, smiling happily at the orange had forgotten his sadness.

"That's a pretty orange" praised the sultan.

"Persis kayak that is suffered by kak bian" he continued amazed by the beauty of orange.

"She told me about you?" ask orange not believe.

"Yes" said the plain sultan, even though the bian from behind had warned not to tell about him who told about the orange.

"Kak bian, if the story mujinya brother aja" said the sultan told a story.

"really?" ask orange again do not believe.

"I think he likes me" said the orange teasing bian.

"No, yeah!" bian interrupted.

" If not, his face is not red dong" orange tease again.

"Eh my face is not red yes" bela bian.Padahat in fact his face has been reddened, like a puberty girl alone, which can not be teased in the slightest.

The three of them laughed, the orange managed to build the atmosphere into a bustling day. Jingga decided to take the sultan to live with her, because the boy did not remember where he lived.

***

"Mother, I just met an orange!" yells.

"No way"

"Yes bun. Really swear!"

"Who did you meet?" ask a man lying helplessly on a hospital bed.

"Sorry" replied the woman.

"I'm afraid to meet an orange in this situation. I'm shy. I don't deserve him" he said, staring at the ceiling of the room.

"You must be well, son" his mother advised.

See you guys!

I'll be up tomorrow again! Don't forget to pack ❤ well! 💃💃💃