Dusk Above the Horizon
The angel of his chosen heaven

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Hotel room honeymoon Dusk and Cakra.

Through midnight.

Cakra let his body in a position tilted to the left side, staring at the dusk that was asleep since earlier, the male eyeball tracing the beautiful curves of his wife's face, paying attention to forehead, eyebrows, eyeballs, eyeballs, his wife's nose, cheeks, lips and chin one by one.

Long time he did it, let himself enjoy the beauty before him, until finally Cakra mengumum his own smile, then he tried to hold back his little laugh.

The man then allowed himself to advance his face, darting a soft kiss to the lips of Dusk.

"You're growing up like this hmmm? still pretty like old times, I almost forgot about you"

The man whispered softly, touched his wife's face for some time, stroked her lovingly and remembered an old moment that was almost forgotten.

*******

Back to the past.

Hospital xxxxxxx.

Cakra gushed his head as he entered a VVIP inpatient room, looking for the figure of Niar's mother there.

cakra's eyeball smile met his mother's eyeball, a smile expanding from behind his mother's lips.

"have you arrived?"

when her mother asked like that while looking at her, Cakra slowly rented into the room while carrying a small baby in her hand.

"Oh my goodness, dear son who are you carrying?"

imagine how Mama Niar's expression, seeing her beloved son holding a cute baby, moved closer to her quickly then sat in front beside the mattress where mama and Niar were lying at the moment.

"His grandfather came to meet Cakra and did not want to release Cakra, his papa was looking for his mother, may just want to escape if with his own mama"

the disc began to tell the woman before him, trying to give the little girl to his mama, his hands were quite tired holding the tiny baby.

In fact, instead of wanting to join his mama, the little girl even cried and clutched tightly the collar of the school dress Cakra.

"Kannnn? he's really not willing to let go of the chakras"

the man spoke while chuckling, immediately hugging the twilight baby and patting his back.

"Ssttttt sssttttttt cupppp cupp oh dear... this is okay"

Cakra spoke again, closed his eyes, hugged Dusk while coaxing him, the aroma of baby is very soft and sweet, fruit shampoos, baby oil, eucalyptus oil and talcum powder mixed into one,very fun and comfortable.

Seeing this Mama Niar chuckled a little, she helped gently stroke the back of the twilight baby, then said.

"Tiny Baby is in love with young adult Om, he knows his white equestrian prince is in his arms"

hearing his mother's words immediately made the chakra open his eyeballs, he chuckled a little and then replied to his mother's words.

"At adulthood may no longer like the same Cakra, because his taste is not om om young but men his age"

"Aihhh who said? om Arif children marry the same adult men, but remember not the husband of the person, the old bachelor does not matter"

"Loh in the old bujang vows, ma?"

Cakra protest.

"Young is no problem either"

Where Niar spontaneously spoke.

"Mama... That's a prayer"

Heavy protest chakra.

Mama Niar immediately Istighfar, patting her forehead spontaneously.

"Mama just said what? Allahuakbar, revoke the words of your servant O Allah"

Hurriedly he used his words.

Cakra shook his head, looking back at Dusk which apparently began to sound in his sleep.

"He's a bobok ma?"

Cakra can breathe a sigh of relief, trying to put the twilight baby right next to her mama.

"Cakra wants to find his papa"

He spoke, lowered his head, then fadily kissed back the sweet lips of Dusk.

"Cakra.. don't kiss her grandpa's lips, in the mouth of many of her germs"

Mama Niar protested, patting her son's shoulder quickly.

"Awhhhh mama..."

He grimaced, instantly surging in shock.

"Kiss the future angel of heaven, who knows if it will be Cakra's soul mate"

The man then laughed out loud.

"Basic"

Mama Niar shook her head.

"In amin, right kek ma?"

"You're too old for him when he's an adult"

"I'll just say ma"

"Well, yes, amen, aminnnnn yes rabbal alamin"

His intention is only amen amen, who knows the prayers that cross the efficacious sound.

Again the Angel records the hope of man upon the nicks of his pen.

Cakra chuckled, moving quickly out of there.

"Cakra find the future father-in-law first"

He chuckled, speaking involuntarily beyond thought.

Mama Niar shook her head, looked at Little Dusk while developing her smile, she thought she suddenly wanted to have another child, but self-consciousness turned out to be quite old.

"Ohhh, baby, why are you so cute?"

*******

Back to the present.

Cakra returns to smile, so it's a shame to remember the past.

"Good night, dear angel of heaven, sleep well in the contest for a moment, let's tell you about our first meeting when tomorrow our eyes are open to each other"

Again one kiss was given the Chakra on the lips of Dusk, this time so deep and filled with love, as if reluctant to escape because happy.

Too happy, who knows speech sometimes really becomes a prayer and one day in the pilgrimage by Allah SWT.