Prince Dusk
Pamite..

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"Ndut, Abul huh?" Andra who made a video call while looking at her son.

"What the hell, Dadd!"

The twilight that heard the conversation of the man next to him was just silent with a knotty smile, there was nothing else but asking where, where and with whom, not to forget also when the Prince will go home.

The almost 20-minute phone call ended still with the laughter of Daddy Andra who got a lot of pinches from his wife.

"Your Daddy is funny, his son said to run away," said Dusk who had just listened.

"Hem, so good until I want to tuker added," said the Prince in an annoyed tone.

The young marriage drama of his parents is indeed beneficial for the couple because they can be proud of themselves because they already have a child as big as Prince at an age that has not even half a century, so it's not wrong that they often quarrel indistinctly like friends.

"Kaya Pipih, the storm continues the same Brother Cloud," replied Dusk.

The two continued to chat about the family until it was not felt until also at the public funeral. Aided by the Prince, Dusk went down and walked in the arms of the man who for three years always rejected it.

"This is the tomb?" tanya Dusk with eyes staring at the tombstone bearing the name, date of birth and death.

His heart that was breaking immediately let out tears until it flooded his face that was still a little pale. The prince who was beside the Dusk could only accompany and listen to what the woman was expressing even though the words were thrown out only an apology that had been unknown how many times.

Actually from the beginning the Prince did not agree to accompany Dusk because he was afraid he was getting depressed, but not the youngest Biantara his name if not stubborn.

And the afternoon that makes the two can not linger and decided to go home.

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At the Biantara residence, the Prince met with Awan, the two friends gave up longing and many are now talking about, ranging from the memories of the school period to the current affairs of work.

"Where the hell? it was still late afternoon," said Awan who still wanted to exchange with his good friend.

"Gue from this morning," the Prince chuckled again, his uncomfortable body as if to be cleaned immediately.

"Loh, where are you going? dinner first here, Mimih has prepared," continued the Light that suddenly came also with Dusk.

The Prince's gaze is certainly on the woman, the woman whose name is still engraved clearly with love that is still full and intact. Her clothes are so beautiful and look so much more mature. But what the Prince felt when he even wanted to curse the owner of his heart was exhausted.

"I'll go home, Mih," refused the delicate Prince.

"Stage, let's eat first." The Light and the Clouds passed first into the dining room leaving Dusk and the Prince now standing opposite each other.

"Do you want me to eat?" pinta Dusk who extended her hand.

The prince did not immediately grab the hand that was once very in his dream, there was something that seemed to now pinch his heart until he chose to close his eyes to enjoy the guilt.

"Ran, come. We have been waiting," asked Dusk who was confused by the attitude of the man in front of him now.

"I have to go home, next time maybe I can have dinner with you guys."

"Why?" ask Dusk with a frowning forehead.

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