Dusk Above the Horizon
Back to our house
Two days later
Jakarta.
His intention wanted to linger the holiday but time was very unlikely, the work began to shout calling out Cakra, it was no longer possible to be represented by anyone at this time.
"Can I postpone it for tomorrow?"
He asked across the street but what the answer power there said was quite impossible, some business relations were waiting, some projects had to be done.
"Be careful on the road"
It was in line with the message of Mak and Gap, hugging Dusk tightly before their return.
It is very hard to let go of their beloved child, but this is clearly the destiny and fate that Allah chose and gave SWT to their daughter.
"May Allah SWT always give good to you, made family sakinah, mawadah and warohmah"
That was clearly the hope of the entire old man.
"Get my daughter well son Cakra, we are indeed incapable people, but not a little bit of skin we have ever hurt or hurt her, she does not even know what it feels like in the same pinch of his Mak, his, because our family is quite warm, gentle and patient educating children up to big"
The line of messages delivered the father to Cakra, reminding not to occasionally hit Dusk.
"If it is not as desired, return it to us in a good way, such as the beginning of taking it like that is the way to return it"
Cakra was silent, staring at the face of the father who looks sad and sad, convincing Cakra if Dusk is half his life.
"Mak will follow next Sunday with father and April, during the event ngunduh ghost"
He whispered to Dusk.
But April after hugging him and saying carefully on the road first, disappeared just like that without knowing where.
And now they have arrived at the residence of Cakra, while Mama and Papa Cakra choose to return to their own residence as well as brother Nabila.
Tired not playing.
That's what everyone says.
Dusk chose to clean himself and threw his body on the mattress, not understanding how the position he slept but he was too tired to do any activities at this time, he said, too tired to go down just to take drinking water for consumption, too tired anyway, so tired he is really like a beautiful cat who chooses to sleep without being disturbed by anyone.
"Are you hungry? i'm...."
Cakra came out of the bathroom still using a predominantly white bath towel while drying her hair with another towel, talking quickly without looking where Dusk is, and then, the intention of the heart wants to invite Dusk to eat for a while before choosing sleep but who would have thought when the eyeballs looked to the left side of their bed, the girl was already asleep in her beautiful sleep.
Cuddling funny and sweet, like a child who is so exhausted after playing a chase or hide and seek, not moving at all so tired.
Cakra was momentarily silent in his position, staring at the figure of Dusk who was drowning in his tiredness.
The man smelled his smile, eventually choosing to move closer to Dusk.
As soon as he arrived at the edge of the bed choosing to stand up and stare into the face of Dusk, the man did not let out his voice at all.
Until in the end slowly the man put a small towel in his right hand for him to dry his hair moving up to the top of the mattress with a movement that is so soft.
Cakra gently restyled the twilight hair that covered her face slowly without letting out her voice.