
Late in the afternoon, the sun was about to return to the quarrel. The day begins to sink and the night will change.
"Yes, I play here often" said Ria.
"Yes Ma'am" replied Dusk.
"Come Ay, hunt dark later," said Arti who was already on the bike.
The twilight began to rise and rise in the seat
the motor that his brother-in-law will drive.
"We go home first yes, assalamualaikum," said Arti to both her sister and mother.
"Wa'alaikum greetings," replied Ria Ula and Ine's mother as she waved her hand.
The motor runs at standard speed. Behind his brother-in-law, Dusk seemed to smile while looking at the orange sky.
I was born at dusk. I became the light when everything was pitch dark. At least that's what my mom said. But why does the light created at dusk even lose its light? I don't know.
Monologue in the heart. He felt like he had no light in him. He was unable to step if not directed by someone beside him. All dark. What he wants, what he wants, never means anything. Everything is based better. That's what he feels.
It did not feel like they had reached the porch of his house.
"Assalamualaikum," said Dusk who first breezed into the house.
"Greetings, where have you been?" tanya Anton is watching TV.
"From the house of Mbak Arti Mas," replied Dusk.
"Absolutely new clock home, why?" ask Anton without looking at Dusk.
The twilight lowered his heart in pain. Just now he felt the fun of talking to peers, now he is interrogated like a suspect. Though he was still under the supervision of his sister-in-law, there was no way he would mess around that was unclear.
"Sorry Mas, the work of Mother was much more so the meaning of help first. Aya is not everywhere, just playing with the sisters of Arti," explained Arti who just entered the house after Dusk.
"You take a shower first" whispered Arti to her sister-in-law.
Dusk quickly walked past his brother Anton.
"Loh Ay, I'm not done talking!" said Anton with a high tone.
"Please excuse me to go back first Mas," said Arti to his brother-in-law.
Anton did not answer, but there was emotion in his eyes.
"What's up, son?" ask Ami's mother suddenly.
After saying goodbye to her sister-in-law, Arti did swing a quick step until she was unaware of the existence of her mother-in-law who then held her wrist.
"I'm sorry Mom, the meaning was to take Aya to the house Mother continued to return to the afternoon," explained Arti who felt guilty about the treatment that had just been received by Dusk from her brother.
Ami's mother looked at her daughter-in-law with a smile but her eyes seemed sad.
"Nothing right, after magrib help you make catfish pecel ya."
"Yes, Mom."
"Now you are cleaning" the mother told her daughter-in-law.
Meaning of just smiling and nodding then walking back past her in-laws. Not long after that adzan maghrib also reverberated. After that, everyone carried out their duties solemnly.
"Well, this is all ready" Arti muttered alone as she entered the kitchen. The catfish has been fried, the vegetables have been cut and washed, the sambal ingredients are ready to be cooked on the cobek.
"You're done praying" asked the mother who had just entered the kitchen and saw her daughter-in-law standing watching the dinner a little more ready.
"Yes Ma'am, so what does this mean?"
"Bikin sambel yes, I want to prepare the same dishes as the rice".
The meaning of nodding then concocting the ingredients sambel then mengoleknya.
"Don't take heart if Anton says what it is, he really keeps Aya very, very likely to curb his sister. If you judge Atma is firmly the same Aya, if Anton is more. I know they love her sister, but I feel sorry for her sometimes."
"They were afraid that Aya would have the same fate as her late sister."
Meaning to pause its activity. He asked what really happened to his late sister-in-law. Why Dusk must bear all this, while the incident occurred when Dusk was a toddler and did not understand anything.
He desperately held back his yearning desire, because he felt this was not on time. To neutralize his thoughts, he immediately continued his activity of snacking on the sambel in front of him.
"Udah fitting," said the mother when tasting chili made by her son-in-law. "Stay put it on the table, yes" he continued.
Meaning and mother was busy preparing dinner until one by one family members came popping up in the dining room.
But there is one less. The night had not yet arrived in the dining room.
"Well, was the magrib in Mas mosque?" ask the meaning of her husband.
"No, I went to the mosque just the same as Mas Anton" replied Atma.
"I call you first" said the meaning as she moved from beside her husband.
But Atma held her hand. The meaning also turned his head while frowning as if asking why. "Let alone, later he will be spoiled with you, even more troublesome if he finally digelunjak," said Atma.
Anton who was looking at the two also seemed to justify his sister's speech even without a voice, and the meaning of understanding it all. The meaning was only to sigh, and finally back to sit beside her husband. And finally they all ate together without the existence of Dusk.
Meanwhile, at Arga's house.
"Well, Arga has been taught to drive a car anyway well, he's still a kid."
Arga scowled at his mother's words, then he plucked the taro chips that had just been made by his mother.
"Nothing, ma'am, Iha wong Arga also never used a car really. One day it must be useful if from now on it has been trained."
"Yes, it is useful for girls nganterin people," said the mother while doing the same with Arga.
"Huh?! Whose son?" surprised dad.
At that time, Arga's mouth stopped automatically from chewing.
"That's her sister-in-law Arti, Meaning Mother Ine," explained the mother as she chewed on taro chips.
"How could you? You're dating her," startled father who is now accompanied by a seductive tone.
Arga only shook his head because his mouth was full of taro chips that he had just crammed to neutralize nervousness because he remembered very well that the girl in question was Dusk.
"Ask your son Well, he's the same mother again" a mother who also teases her son.
"Wah patient dong Nak, the time is already known as the candidate besan."
Hearing his father's words, Arga immediately swallowed his chips in order to immediately open his voice rather than the chatter of his parents increasingly unclear groove.
"Well, Mom, it's horrifying. First Arga is not dating the same Dusk, the two Dusk are still small," explained Arga hope both parents immediately stop teasing him.
"Oh his name is Dusk" said the father.
"Kok Dusk anyway? You think of Dusk again, you don't call her name."
Arga cengo, he felt like he had entered into a trap that his mother had just set up. It's enough that Arga felt there was no point arguing with his parents.bHe was upset to be in this position, but at the same time he also felt happy. Which, he has both parents who are so understanding to face teenagers like himself. He is free to do anything as long as it is within reasonable limits.
As if hypnotized by his mother's words, his mind was now completely fixed on Dusk. Being a teenager with a lot of prohibitions, that's what Dusk had in mind. Not knowing the level of accuracy of his conclusions, that was clearly what he was able to capture after several interactions with Dusk. Little twilight, hope you're okay.
TB
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