Dusk Belibis
Abhimanyu 7

Abhimanyu is indeed a wayward child who is indifferent and less concerned with the environment. He is used to doing what he wants to do, and will not force himself to do something he does not want to do.

Even seeing Gita who is busy with work, Abhimanyu is busy with his guitar.

The night view is very beautiful, star studded stars adorn the crescent moon. Although the trees look scary but the atmosphere is silent and the wind is so pleasant to be swallowed.

"Bi, from my little one we're just the two of us, are we here? in a place far from the houses of the people, in the hills, in the middle of the garden, with a medium-sized house of boards, neat and beautiful like its owner."

"Aunty scared?"

"Pig!"

Abhimanyu glanced at Gita who was still skilled at packing the harvest neatly.

“You've grown up Abi, try to be serious in doing many things, not forever aunt with you,..”.

gita said slowly without seeing the other person.

“Emang aunty where to go?”

Jeree....

Quote guitar strings with the tone of the song belongs to Al Ghazali 'my favorite' song that Gita really likes.

“Like my beautiful aunt, this song is for you.” One two strings of guitar start in rhythmic.

Indeed, in every clink of the song that Abhimanyu sung there is always a love for a Gita.

“Your voice is good, bi, why don't you have school activities, extracurricular, arts, for example or school organizations, OSIS or others.”

Abhimanyu just shook his head slowly, while playing his song.

“kan aunty knows I like freedom, do not like to be arranged, also I do not like to pretend.”

Gita exhaled loudly, she knew very well the nature of this adopted child, who was relaxed and relaxed like a beach.

“Night is late, you don't sleep, tomorrow school.” Gita stood up to take off her shoes and her work clothes passed leaving Abhimanyu alone.

As usual after taking a shower and cleaning up, Gita will enjoy solitude by reading a book in the corner of her favorite room.

The window facing the slope presents a perfect view of darkness at night, a beautiful slope in bright time, where the two always spend twilight together, at night can be a very scary place, trees can be transformed into giants and anything, but...

Aw,

Abhimanyu sighed "aunt is beautiful."

The eyes of the mature young man continued to enjoy the beauty that was a little far away at the end of the room.

“Copy Favorites aunty.” Abhimanyu presents traditional Gita favorite coffee, it is the habit of Abhimanyu make coffee for the most beautiful woman and the sweet smile of Gita will bloom beautiful, moments that are very liked Abhimanyu. A five-inch book was in Gita's hands and it always made Abhimanyu secretly curious as to what the book was about.

“Aunt read what? With such a small lamp?” abhimanyu said slowly, he took the initiative to take a larger bulb and quickly installed it carefully.

“Heeem, bright, right?” he said later, which the Gita did not reveal. The Gita so seemed to remain calm and engrossed with the show reading it.

There was a pair of grouse birds above dusk as the sun was leaving for home,

The sky cry fell on the paper boat that was stranded at the edge of the ocean

You came back without ripples and waves

All desolate is in the thousands of desolate longings

Our dreams live a patch of no man's promise...

Gita closed her book, her eyes turned to look at Abhimanyu who pretended not to see.

“This you, love to peek!” Gita rebukes Abhimanyu Ketus, but Abhimanyu only faces Gita's grimace, he puts his guitar in its original place.

Actually, the moment that Abhimanyu was waiting for was when Gita nagged. For at that time to an Abhimanyu, Gita was as beautiful as an angel-winged angel who descended from heaven.

In front of him, Gita is perfect, even all about Gita he knows secretly, according to him Sagittarius is a natural beauty with the fragrant aroma of flowers.

The woman who had cared for him since childhood was able to imprison his entire life, even sometimes with a heavy heart Abhimanyu accept the fact that Gita is his own aunt.

Auntie's beautiful!

Sometimes Abhimanyu's brain travels somewhere when he sees Gita playing with the twists of his fingers. Eyes, lips, life, eyebrows, shoulder hair, slender body. Everything's beautiful. Abhimanyu.

Sagittarius