The Secret Admirer of Dusk

What's up?

Andra ruffled her hair, no matter what the water splashed directly on her head.

"Mas Andra calm down! All there must be a solution" said Dusk while holding both hands Andra.

The girl held Andra's arm to pull over first and calm her from the panic that hit her beloved husband.

"Drink first!"

Andra received a bottle of mineral water that Dusk had thrust at her and drank it a little. He did not expect anything unexpected like this to happen. He thought everything would be fine and went according to plan. But apparently without Bayu he felt he could not do anything.

Back he remembered first when his struggle in finding Dusk, he who was frustrated became very susceptible to panic when a little something disturbed his mind. And Bayu is always there to give him a solution to all the problems that befall him, even without him asking, his best friend will know what he wants, and how he expects.

But now in the absence of Bayu made him fall back into panic when excessive worry filled his mind space. He was worried that Dusk would be sick, if his wife was going to be cold and if-if the others were again.

He forgot who and how his wife was. A tomboyish girl who is very tough, will not be that easy to hurt if not for forsering her mind and heart to think too hard and endure heartache. If only because of rain, heat, physical injuries he would not be okay.

"It's quiet?" The soft voice of the wife greeting her ears spread the thought of her mass.

Andra looked at Dusk and nodded faintly, seeing his hand still tightly grasped by his wife, making his heart warm. Slowly but surely it channeled the calmness within him.

"Mas worried about me?" Andra nodded again.

"Did Mas Andra forget, who often nolongin Mas Andra first?"

"You,"

"What often protected Mas first if there is something disturbing?"

"You, that's why Mas Andra wants to"

"Sstt," Dusk placed his index finger on Andra's lips which instantly made Andra speechless and glanced at his wife's finger.

"I don't want to bring up or ask for a favor, Mom!"

"I just want to know Mas Andra, who and how I am. I'm not a city girl, I'm not a spoiled rich kid." Said Dusk who again grasped and stroked Andra's hand with his thumb.

"I'm just a child of ordinary people, who are used to living hard lives. The heat, the rain, it's become common to me."

"So, stop worrying too much Adek, okay? Mas Andra must be more careful about himself, love Mas, how about Mas who is sick? Kan Adek is also sad," said Dusk looking into Andra's eyes.

Andra returned his wife's gaze, shady and soothing. Not necessarily Bayu, now there is a wife who is able to treat the syndrome in her pain little by little.

"Thank you, Deck. You're everything to, Mas."

Dusk smiled shyly, "Adek who should be thanking Mas. Andra is too good for me,"

"That's Mas Lakanin because Mas Andra loves you and loves you," now the speech can be smoother apart from Andra's throat.

Nervousness and doubt that used to often alight, for now no longer exist. Comfort has replaced all anxiety.

After successfully calming the husband, Dusk invites Andra to find a solution for them before the day beeganti night. What is clear is no longer ngrepotin Bayu for trivial problems that if it can still be handled alone, said Dusk.

"We got on the bus, how?" twilight Opinion.

"No! Mending a hoot," Andra refused.

"No ah, ngojek only."

"Malah ngojeg, I don't want you to be bullied by other men,"

"What's? Yeah, well, I don't want to, either,"

"Yes, stay at the hotel if that's a big deal,"

"Ntar is looking for Mbah kung sama mbah uti again. Not ah, just also enjoy the atmosphere here again after so many years,"

"If so, buy a motorbike, how? From the kemaleman back home,"

The debate and difference between wanting to use an online motorcycle, gocar services, wanting to stay at a hotel, until the incredible idea of Andra who will buy a new motorbike that makes Dusk gap.

"Mas don't fuck around,"

"Serious, Deck! It's starting late afternoon,"

Dusk patted his eel, as easy as that husband wanted to buy a new motorbike like going to buy clothes. Maybe Dusk forget who her husband is, it's good not to be a girl duitan eyes.

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Oye! I'm realistic yes, not realistic🤭

Afternoon greet but the rain has not yet subsided. Hunger is also increasingly whack, making the two decide to go from there alone by first leaving his grandmother's two-wheeled vehicle.

"Sir, can you ask for help?" Said Andra to the parking attendant who helped him prepare the motorbike earlier.

"Yes, Mas. What was? I actually from earlier want nanya, you know, why Mas the same Mbaknya not so go,"

"That's because my motor key was lost, sir. Muddle the swamp," answered Andra.

"Well, how come you, Mom?"

"So I accidentally threw the same jacket," replied Andra a little laugh considering his carelessness.

"Mending is duplicated, Mas."

"Oh yes, I just thought, sir. Do you know where to get duplicate keys?"

"Emm, if I nitip the same motor you can? Just let your neighbor make a duplicate, tomorrow when it's done, I take it,"

"It can, Mom."

"Thank you, sir, before. I'm sorry ngrepotin, dan-" Andra reached into her wallet and took her business card.

"This is my phone number, if it is the key, you can call my number on this number," pointed Andra on the business card held and read by the parking attendant.

It says the name,

...Andra Pradipta's...

...Owner of SA Self-service...

The parking attendant frowned, he was very familiar with the name SA Swalayan, but what it means owner, his mind without daring to express it to Andra.

"Good, Mas. God willing I will call if the key is ready tomorrow. But Mas-"

"Oh yes, yes, sir," Andra again reached into her pocket to retrieve the wallet she had just entered and quickly pulled the money sheet from it.

"It's not Mas, tomorrow if it's Mas pay the same as my neighbor who made a duplicate," quickly the parking attendant refused when Andra would give money to him.

Andra's forehead shriveled, "keep what, sir?

"Emm-ndak so, Mas. Yasudah monggo if you want to continue Mas the same Mbaknya,"

"Yes, Sir. Thanks again, sir,"

"Yes, Mas,"

"Thank you, Sir. Come on," said the twilight anyway.

Then the two walked out of the park parking lot because the gocar ordered by Dusk was waiting there. They decided to order a gocar because the day was already afternoon, even the rain was still faithfully accompanied with his speck.

"Go home or stop by to find maem first?"

"Emm, how was maem? Abis was very laper," ringis Dusk by holding his stomach.

"Okay, look for a place, what do you want?" Andra rolled her eyes out the car window.

"What a hell, that's that anglet-anget. Daritadi's already wrinkled his hands,"

"I'm sorry, 'cause I'm sloppy, this is what it is." Sesal Andra lowered her head.

"The most careless is Adek times. If it wasn't for wanting to help me, Mas Andra wouldn't have thrown the jacket with the key." Dusk Resist.

"Especially the jacket was, right, Mas Andra's favorite jacket. Sorry Adek yes, Mas," now replace the Dusk that lowered.

"Udah, that was the last lupain. That jacket is nothing compared to you, you are everything to Mas Andra,"

Blushes

How could a shy person like Andra be a tombal king now? Even the twilight did not end think. If you remember how the old Andra was.

A few minutes later they arrived at the restaurant that provides a chicken soup menu as desired by Dusk.

Andra borrowed an umbrella to the gocar driver earlier, he first drove Dusk into the restaurant and then returned to the car to ask the driver to deliver it also into his umbrella and pay for it.

I ordered a menu for both of them. While waiting, Dusk opened his phone. At the same time the flat object rang, displaying the name of the mother there. With a smile expanding he shifted the green button.

"Assalamualaikum, Mum. There's-"

Not yet had Dusk finish his words, from the other side there was already someone who answered his words with a loud and fast voice.

".... .... ...."

"What?" Pekik Dusk shocked.

The waiter who had just laid their order soup also tiptoed and spilled the warm chocolate milk ordered by Dusk.

Andra who saw it hurriedly took a tissue and intended to clean it, as if the waiter had apologized many times for accidentally spilling the drink.

Dusk raised his hand to resist Andra's treatment, which almost touched his clothes affected by the milk spill. The girl was still carefully listening to what the person who called her said, but it was not the mother's voice.

Without being asked the girl's tears flowed down her cheeks, she looked down. The waiter panicked when he saw Dusk standing suddenly. Andra wanted to open her mouth to ask, but again the hand of Dusk raised which means 'intermittent'.

Feeling that something was wrong, he asked for their order payment bill that had not been touched. The waiter who did not want to get angry with the manager also took the initiative to wrap the food.

"We're back in Jogja now, Mas!"

Speak Dusk sadly and lethargic after the call is over.

Andra tried to understand the wife even though she did not know what the problem was, she just nodded her head in agreement.

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Seriate..

Abis exclaims, what's the matter?