Dusk Above the Horizon
The house that was always missed
Urip taba stone
Lubuklinggau
Stage house.
As soon as the car they climbed into the courtyard of the stage house in front of them, the eyeballs of mama Niar as if not separated staring at the shape of the house in front of him.
do not know when the house was built that clearly the house is an old building that in this day and age is almost never seen again, the woman thought in a place like this did Dusk stay all this time?!.
Oh how can the girl live like that, Fuhhhh.
Mama Niar sighed, I don't know what was on her mind.
"His bathroom is there?"
Before getting out of the car, the woman asked Dusk while frowning, the woman's facial expression looked not okay.
Twilight nodded his head.
"There's behind ma"
"Permanent what wood? her toilet's in cement or there's her chapped ceramic so?"
The shadow of the woman looked uncomfortable, she could not imagine how she could get into such a bathroom.
Their house was hotel-class, so never seeing the toilet like what he had imagined, living there would be very difficult for him.
"We'll stay at the hotel"
Mama Niar quickly pulled Nabila's arm, whispering to her daughter in a hurry, the best solution for her currently obviously staying at the hotel alone, where she could afford to sleep in such a place.
"Can't go straight there mama, tonight sleep here first, plus if we go to the hotel will complicate all her mama"
Nabila looks protesting.
"You can sleep in such an extreme place?"
"Of course you can, this is not extreme at all ma, KKN time in the village where it is much more extreme, this house is cool loh ma, in his era only money people who have a house like this"
Nabila continued to talk, reassuring his mama this place is far from the word worthy, in the past only certain people were able to build a house like this, he said, they can be categorized as rich people at that time.
"It's like you've never lived in this house"
Nabila protested.
"Of course never"
Mama Niar replied with a sewot, quite dislike to hear the protest of her daughter, she thought how could her daughter lecture her at this time.
Substantial.
the woman turned her lips as she walked up the stairs still made of cement towards the wooden door at the waist where some people were waiting for them.
one old man the age of her husband whose face clearly looks much older is also a woman the age of Mama Niar where although it is not denied the woman is still beautiful and looks young with a thin body and also his whites waited for their arrival with his smile.
there was a young girl who might still be in high school, welcoming them with her best smile.
then some people on the left and right side who don't really want Mama Niar to care about, all he cared about right now was that he wanted to know if perhaps the one standing at the wooden door on his waist was the old man of Dusk.
"Assynogaic"
when Papa Gunawan started to give his greetings.
"Girishal"
they heard the words of everyone in front of them.
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The most beautiful and luxurious house is when you enter it even though the house looks simple and ordinary but can make you like living in heaven with millions of harmony in it.
and the most excruciating house is when you enter it even though it is like a palace but holds the scent of hell and makes you morning, afternoon, evening and night to run from it.
My father Assalamualaikum, although not beautiful but this will be the house I always go to when I miss.