When Dusk Passes

Call Just Name

"Thank you buk." Dio leaves the room, but before Dio leaves, he puts a small package on the Lira's table.

" Wait what is this?" Lira's question stopped Dio's footsteps, the young man turned around again.

" Say the man can relax the mind, just try." Dio put on his trademark smile and then passed. Lira opened the small package, she smiled when she saw what it contained.

Heart-shaped chocolate, so sweet.

Lira bit him a little, tried to feel it, while smiling herself she continued to devour the chocolate until it was gone.

...

While at the Citra residence, the girl was lying on her bed. He still imagined what happened at the cafe. Maybe Azka actually likes Lira. In the deepest heart, Citra really wants to deny all that.

But the attitude of Azka's sister is very obvious, Azka who has always been cold, suddenly since meeting Mbak Lira changed 180 degrees. I have to investigate, Citra thought.

Finally began Citra with its investigation, as professional intel he began to devise a plan. First he went to Azka's house. Citra knew exactly what time Azka was coming home, so she could freely go to Azka's house without having to meet the man.

Citra's arrival was warmly welcomed by her future mother-in-law. After making a little stale, Citra was finally able to barge into Azka's room. His heart was racing, just like a thief who wanted to steal, he began to walk through every corner of Azka's room.

The image opened the drawers in the room, but he found nothing. It's getting frustrating. His gaze turned to a pink book lying on the nightstand. He grabbed the book, and when he opened it, a piece of paper fell out of the book.

Quickly Image took the paper and opened it.

Gleekkkk...

How surprised the image when reading the contents of the paper. That's a love letter from Mbak Lira to Azka's sister. Like being stung by thousands of bees, Citra's body trembled violently, she covered her mouth with her palms, her eyes began to condense withholding cries.

Quickly he grabbed his phone and took some photos of the letter, then he carefully returned the letter to the book and put it back to where it was.

The image came out of Azka's room with a face that looked ordinary, like nothing happened. Azka's mother was brewing tea in the kitchen when Citra came out.

" I'm not bothered. The image of going home to buk." Say Citra to her future mother-in-law.

"Allah just make tea doang kok Cit. Don't you want to wait for Azka to come home first ?" Ask Azka's mother.

" Image still has business buk, oh yes do not need to say the same brother Azka, Citra here ya buk." Pinta Citra's.

Mother simply nodded, after chatting a little while drinking tea, Citra said goodbye.

...

Image's heart rumbled, his body trembling again as he recalled the letter earlier. His feelings were mixed, he wanted to be angry, he was upset, but he did not know who to be angry at.

The relationship between Lira and Azka had been formed long before Azka met Citra, the two even love each other for many years. They built their strong palace of love even though they were silent to each other.

Should I come and offer to be queen in the palace that Azka's sister provided only for the lira ? It should be Lira who is the queen is not me, Citra can no longer control herself.

When she got home, she went into her room and locked her up. He cried until he got tired and fell asleep. It was late in the afternoon when Citra woke up from her sleep.

...

While elsewhere. Lira is compiling her files. Well, after a long struggle with her own thoughts, Lira finally decided to move on. He will transfer his job to his hometown.

Lira does still love Azka, but her affection for Citra exceeds everything, she will not ruin her foster sister's happiness, however. And the best way is to get away from their lives.

The lira stops her activity when she hears her stomach ringing for filling. Naturally, the day was already late at night, adzan magrib had been reverberating from musholla near kosan and from noon Lira only ate a little time in the cafe.

After the magrib prayer, Lira plans to go out for food, using her matic motor she exits the boarding area. Just as he was coming out of the alley, the sound of another motor horn stopped him.

" Dio !!" Lira was surprised to see that Dio's motorbike had already clipped the motor.

" Where are you going?"

" Want to eat. What are you doing here? Don't-don't jamu nguntit me yeah." Said Lira full of sightseeing.

" Hahaaaaahh ibuk ge-er an, who is nguntit ibuk, my cousin's house at the end of the alley." Dio pointed at the alley next to the Lira cosan alley.

"Come with a buk, use my bike. Mom's motor is back to boarding again." Dio was a little persuasive.

" Thank you for the chocolate." Said Lira while starting to eat her food.

" Hmmmm, I made it myself feeling good, right?" Dio asked.

" Oh yeah? how do I make it?" Lira enthusiastic.

Dio scrunched his forehead, really this girl does not know anything, her mind is anxious.

" Buy chocolate bars, melted for a while, kept in print." Dio replied casually.

"Whoaaa so diligent are you." Lira was amazed. Nowadays usually young people want to find an instant. This was his chance to print chocolate.

" Your mom didn't notice you printing chocolate?" Ask Lira again.

" Oh yeah, I said it's for my girlfriend." Dio replied casually without looking at the expression of Lira who was starting to blush.

" I'm not your girlfriend." Answer the Lira slowly.

" Well, be a girlfriend soon." Look at Dio teasingly.

" You're young Dio, look for someone your age or younger than you. I'm 27 years old, I want to find a husband instead of a girlfriend." Lira.

" Then we'll just get married." Dio answered casually, talking about a wedding is like talking about the price of a pecel catfish they are eating.

" Cih, since when did you start to dare like this huh?" Gertak.

" If in the campus I am a student, but if outside we are friends. Not that we dated yesterday." Dio said casually.

" Hahaha, are you friends??"

" Maybe, but don't call me mom on the outside." Lira while playing her drinking pipette.

" What do you want to call? how about baby." Goda Dio's.

The lira immediately widened her eyes.

" Call a name." Lira said slowly.

After finishing his meal, Dio drove Lira home to her boarding house.

" Why the road is slow, like a snail when to sample it." The Lira protested against Dio riding his motorbike at just 30 km/h.

"Let's go long on the road." Dio replied while chuckling.

" I have a body seal, this is your bike upholstery like a roller coaster, my body slumped on." Said Lira while holding her hand so that her body did not stick to the maximum with Dio's back.

" Don't be held back, just sit back and be comfortable." Dio glanced back.

" Huh, that's right. Don't take a chance in narrowness!" Hardik Lira's.

Dio who heard that laughed out loud, so Lira hit him on the shoulder.

But they did not know that since then their togetherness was noticed by someone.

Azka saw the figure of Lira with a man eating his food fined pecel catfish right on the side of the road. He pulled his car over, watching Lira.

Lira was busy chatting, occasionally laughing, before long they came out of the tent and shaking hands. The man rode his motorbike very slowly, upsetting Azka half to death.

Azka stared intently at the two people. He saw the man laughing and Lira. The lira hit him on the shoulder, which is right. Is he Lira's boyfriend who yesterday had spoken Lira time in the cafe.

Azka gritted her teeth, while continuing to follow the motor, before long the motor turned in an alley that was not too big. Azka stopped by the alley, just as she was about to get off. He saw that the motorbike had come again and passed in the crowd of the highway.

"Oh, this is where Lira lives." Benak Azka's.

Seriate...

Doong