Prince Dusk
Two choices
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I met Dusk....
The notification sentence spoken by Rival was so tight in the Prince's chest, and unfortunately the man had to wait past midnight to be able to call Dusk given the time difference in the two countries.
The anxiety continues in his nature, even he is not too focused when the Princess talks to him. Fortunately there was Mommy who could divert the woman. Because if not, I don't know what the rampage Princess did because it was ignored.
"Ndut, haven't slept?" ask Daddy Andra who approached his son on the sofa in front of the balcony Apartment.
"No, Dadd. Not yet able to," he replied slowly and Andra could understand the anxiety experienced by the only child.
"There problem? aboutwhat? let's tell me," Andra pinta while patting the Prince on the shoulder.
The child of the rape of his halal was smiling bitterly, he let out a heavy breath that seemed very stifling his chest. Not do not want to tell a story just that he is confused where to start even though he knows if Daddy and Mommy are not the type of parents who are like judges.
"Nduuuut," called Andra who was waiting.
"Si Daddy, change dong call him!" his protest was upset but instead made the man beside him laugh.
"What's? handsome?" ledek Andra in between her laughter.
The drama of hitting the pillow between the child and the father happened until they were unaware there was a pair of eyes from a woman was looking from the doorway of the room, Viana.
Yes, Prince's beloved Mommy who is often taken away by his Daddy just to make the baby, but in fact it did not work until this moment.
"Inget, Daddy's working with his twin brother, your friend too, right?" andra asked a little pressing the word FRIEND until the Prince turned to her.
"I never expected to see him again, and unfortunately after the meeting we were so close to often exchange stories, a feeling that once was just love creeped into comfort when sitting together, he said, his smile was so sweet, sweeter than 7 years ago. And i-i-, I love her even more," explained the Prince starting his story.
Andra was still listening, he would not cut off the words of his son who needed to be heard, and the problem of solutions and solutions let it be thought of after the Prince finished telling him later.
"My life came here in vain, Dadd. I never forgot him even though there was a Princess. I sinned against him" he added, who now looks down.
"Don't if we didn't try first we wouldn't know what it's like? and I've tried to even try to be likable and ordinary. But, all the way in a place where there is no change. I stick with Princess but my heart keeps calling her Twilight."
The tone of speech that was a little heavy is now starting to wither with eyes that are ready to spill clear fluids that have been fully flooded. Andra still let and has not chimed in anything, he knows there is still so much that the Prince wants to pour out.
"Nobody is the same, neither is it between the Princess and the Dusk. They are so much different in every way including when they give me comfort. I thought that the inversely proportional character would make me forget because I had to be busy adjusting. But I'm real tired of Dadd."
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Tired or giving up, huh?