Prince Dusk

Prince Dusk
Invitation letter


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This story is the result of sheer embarrassment coming down from the head to the thumb, so if there is a sense of greget, angry and sad please bite the tip of each shirt yes, yes, don't bite Spiders in the bagan use sambel nuts 🤣🤣🤣 is delicious and full of it...


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As time went on, the Prince really kept his words if there were no more greetings between them because it was proven twice to meet them as strangers even though they both once enjoyed the comfort of a hug.


The new sense of blossom was not dead even though it never looked at each other let alone back to sit together like they had done while chatting about many things including their respective feelings.


Like today, there was no smile engraved on the tip of the lips of Dusk. His eyes were empty looking at the white box-shaped object in his hand that had just been given by one of the servants of the Biantara residence.


Yes, it is none other than the invitation letter of the Prince and Princess to be held this weekend, there are no tears because Dusk has enough to drop it for free.


"The Prince deserves to be with the Princess, where he can be a match for Dusk" he muttered with a chuckle to comfort himself.


He swiped the name of the bridegroom and could not be weathered again clear liquid finally fell also right in the name of Prince RaViandra Bramasta, the man he had always rejected his love for no apparent reason because he knew he had never felt any quarrel when he was with him, but now it seemed inversely proportional. The miss kept sneaking up in the hearts of the Twilight with or she remembered the Prince.


Tok...


"Come in" replied Dusk, putting the thing he held in the dresser drawer, not to forget that he also wiped his tears so that no one would know how much he loved him today.


Check lek


"Sen, you-you, it's okay, right?" asked Cloud who entered the room of her twin sister, the two sat facing each other on a bed that was sad to fall apart.


"What do you think I am?" tanya dusk tried to dodge but unfortunately did not succeed. The woman's hand was choked as if asked to remain silent and stay with her.


"Have you received an invitation letter from the Prince? it's the weekend, right?"


"We come together if you want, because all the big families are invited, but if you don't want to be okay. Just calm your heart," said the eldest child of Biantara.


"What's my reason for not coming? why are we? I never considered him my enemy or anything. You are good friends and you know that" said Dusk slightly raised his tone.


"I just don't want you to pass out there, Sen!" ledek Clouds while sneering and it managed to make his sister angry and then shouted until his voice was quite echoing to the rest of the room.


The clouds that run are certainly directly pursued, no matter the age that has now reached the age of 25 years, because if the storm will certainly be like a kindergarten boy.


"Hey, what are you doing?" papih Adam began to scream.


"My Cloud ledekin, Pih. Fire him!" tell Dusk spoiled and adorable.


"What's wrong?" Mamih Diana who just arrived also looked confused when she saw her favorite grandson in the arms of the husband.


"Nih, Dusk, very hesitant to come to the wedding of the Prince, if we will faint that bothered to cut," explained Awan, and the two eyes of the middle-aged couple are now directed at Dusk.


"Is that so, Sen?" tanya Papih Adam is asserted with a nod of the Head.


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No, Mamih disagrees if Dusk comes.