Dusk Belibis
FUSED

Abhimanyu did not understand anything about Sagittarius, which he knew all along they only lived alone. About the origin of sagittarius and himself, is still an unsolved PR.

The eyes of the teenager did not blink, staring at his beloved look with a clear facial expression.

“Aibi will have affairs outside the city long enough, you are the same them huh? don't be naughty.”

This time Abhimanyu could feel how smooth his aunt's palm was, the wiggly finger flicked her disheveled hair.

With doubt he asked “kok suddenly?”

If only her aunt could see or could feel her heartbeat, which seemed to start blazing burning all over the anxiety.

“I will only go one month, Abhimanyu, take good care of yourself, do not be naughty and..’’ said Gita once again, this time the faces of the two facing so close to each other, face each other

archery, there were flowers strewn around them. It cannot be denied that love has become toxic to the child of Adam and the different air spaces it.

"Yes, bi...!''

Hurriedly Abhimanyu threw away his gaze, he smiled just to relieve the situation.

"Oh." Like a sniff, Gita immediately confirmed her slightly messy hair, the hair she rolled up was detached from the bond making her beautifully unraveled.

"You're not being naughty, are you?" he said then passed.

Ha ha ha .. “oke” the teenager wrapped his index finger and thumb into a circle of agreed marks.

“Don't be long huh Aunty, later I miss..”.

Gita glares at the joke, which is responded to the naughty smile of her foster child.

Actually Abhimanyu was so curious, wanted to ask where to go, but hesitated.

“After I'll wait for my beautiful aunt back. Remember that! I'll marry Aunt later.” Said Abhimanyu threatening Gita with his sharp eyes “Don't try to escape.” Further again.

*****

Tues...

As usual, Abhimanyu left for school.

Today is the first day without the Gita. He is deliberately rejected in the middle by his uncle Yoga. After Gita goes the onthel bike riding routine becomes hers. That way he can still feel his happiness with his aunt.

The days went on as usual, nothing special, time did not want to bother with all the things that happened.

‘Hampa’ "yes! I'm joining without aunt."

Some disappear from Abhimanyu's life, the days of his story by being devoured by his departed love.

It felt like going with his aunt, who lives now only a body of no joy.

In his school Abhimanyu more silent, there is no spirit whatsoever to do activities. Sit down, shut up, lie down.

Nothing special, not even her own lover Mardalena has the attraction to make her spirit return.

He sat down at a table opposite a tanpan teenager who had attracted his attention since he came as a teacher here.

This time he purposely looked at Abhimanyu with a mischievous face, repeatedly licking his non-dry lips, then smiling.

But his teasing smile was unable to make this teenager react.

Huuuuuufffg.

“Mother knows aunt?” The first time Abhimanyu opened his mouth was Gita.

“We are one origin, ever in one school.”

“Emang aunty from where? How come one's the same mother, right from our small here?”

“Oh, you don't know?”

“Yes, don't know!”

“Your aunt from Jogja, and you.” Mardalena's words hang, like fear of saying the wrong thing. Her sweet smile expands hanging on the gray cloud, because what she said is not finished, just makes this teenager curious.

“What?”

Mardalena shook her head.

“Kok I just found out, aunty from Jogja. Now where's aunt?”

“Lho ko asked me, did he not say goodbye?” Abhimanyu shook his head slowly. Mardalena also did not know the whereabouts of Gita, it was seen from the mimic of his face.

“Means mom knows aunt's home address, in hometown?” asked Abhimanyu a little excited. He continued to ask while slapping his face on the table.

The love-stricken teenager could not help his sadness, when he mentioned the name Gita “bega was aunty to me.” Whispers watered.

Mardalena was a teacher, a grown man, he could confirm that the taste Abhimanyu had for a Gita, not just a sense of brother and sister but a sense of belonging that was very big.

Abhimanyu is not a child who is good at self-control. The shaky streak on his face clearly said. 'It's love '

“Indeed, Gita does not say goodbye when going?” mardalena asked a little more trying to make Abhimanyu's mood light. The teenager who began to reach adulthood shook his head, he did not dare to look at his teacher's face, his eyes heated up and my nose felt very heavy.

A glimpse of him the confused face of his teacher.

This beautiful woman muttered like an obscure gargle.

“You're crying?” Mardalena rubbed a bit of Abhimanyu's hair, making Abhimanyu just can not hold back his tears, sometimes he was as unwilling. His cheeks flowed tears. Although desperately this teenager withstands sobs but eventually upset also in complaint.

“He went to return right?” he said with a loud voice.

"He must be back" comforted Mardalena.

Huuuuufff...

Abhimanyu looked up at the classroom ceiling. “Back home,” Mardalena immediately stood up, he was in front of Abhimanyu long enough. The other students had already left their respective classes, even the teacher staff had already left. But the two are still chatting with each other restlessly.