Dusk Bleak
Eat noodles

“Claud...“.

“What's New?“

“Si Antony ever said what's the same to you?“ ask grandma. Let alone the young man too far promised hope to the girl. Because it's common. Just the origin of the term. Although it is not necessarily done in the end. But the word was able to please the girl who seemed to give hope of love that could certainly not. If yes, then it is done, but if not, it is just a form of words that are void in the material.

“Not saying the hell. Because we still want to go to college.“

“And now focus on facing the end-of-school exams. “

Grandma just shut up. He understands the feelings of young people. Because it used to be. What parents do too. Besides just for the sake of the experience that has been passed and eat a lot of sour salt live. So everything that the young man does, the bad he also understands that. Not always young people are careless. But they are not always right either. There are still many barriers that must be made, so that the child is not too far away in stepping. But also do not stop their work in social life. Because if it is also free. In addition to the impact, in later times it will be more severe. Feel nothing the old man does less. What was given was wrong. Because youth is a time where upheaval still often occurs. So it still takes a lot of desire to be achieved.

“Only ever talked.“

“What?“

“So nek. “

“Oh.“

That's all that can be said. Because an old man wants what is best for his grandson. It seems like everyone is now a grandchild. Because of what parents want. Which can not be obtained by a yesterday afternoon other than just to make the old man happy. Where the age of twilight is at the end of what is desired towards the end. Also, this situation will be more happy where the young people are more pleasing to parents when doing good and very pleasant in the environment. Then on social society and also on a wider scope. At least the family also makes the heart happy. It was already quite proud of my fellow man.

The two then ate together.

It tastes good too.

Especially for those who are easily full. A little bit is enough. Rather than too much, but his stomach seemed to want to reject it. I don't know. More and more, the food was as tasteless. The older the dusk. Start dimming. Then the stomach also seems to narrow just replaced with disease and all deficiencies. It makes the taste of the chest. Unexpectedly everything seemed to be wordless along with time that also fell down. Reluctant to vertical back to heat the atmosphere where it allows to be cold and allowed to continue to cool and wait for dawn tomorrow will re-heat the day. A sign to immediately change, from the taka da to exist, where there is morning, aka evening tone. And where the old will reappear new things. Unwanted turnaround but will continue to materialize.