
Time goes on, there is not a single minute that can be enjoyed calmly and comfortably by Dusk. How not, the man who is now always attached to him makes it sultry. "What if He becomes my husband, "the twilight murmur in his heart. Dusk was already very furious at Dawn, a promise that was always not kept. His hands were still clasping, hugging possessively. The opening event is almost done, as the agreement must be kept. Dusk will work as Fajar's personal secretary for one month in Jakarta. Of course, everything is arranged, with the event to be completed before lunch. So after lunch is the time Dusk fulfill his promise.
"Honey.... We immediately had lunch after I met ya.." said Dawn with a little spoiled.
"Dragon safe distance sir and please take care of your limits! Change father's call, I'm not comfortable hearing it."
"I've kept my limits, not kissed you in public. Just calling you baby and holding hands, right?" bela Fajar is full of reasons.
"But.... I'm not comfortable with you treating me like that. Calling dear, holding my hand. I'm worried sir!"
"Eat him I'm not going to stop, so that you get used to my treatment of you."
"Sir.."again Dusk has not finished speaking already broken by Dawn.
" I don't like to be denied, just think of it as part of your job!"
"What kind of job is that? Like a cheap woman, who with pleasure, calms down at ***** *****. And surely you know I'm not that kind of woman, like a woman who doesn't have any self-respect I feel." Grunts Dusk.
"What did you just say?"
"I'm not a whore sir, which you can easily touch, you treat like that. Keep your boundaries I beg you."
"I didn't mean it that way, I just wanted to tell everyone that you're just mine, my woman!"
" sir... Who are you who am I? Even I don't know You, you've dared to claim that I'm the father's woman?'
"OK, you want to get to know me better, right?"
"Ehh.." cried Dusk, when his hand was held by Dawn even in a very tight grip.
"I'll tell you everything about me." whispered Fajar, "But not here, Come on!"
"Please sir, it's not good to see people!"
"Would you care and obey like this or do I hold you tight and even carry you?"
"LAZUARDI PERMANA SONG!!!" The voice of Dawn had risen by an octave because it was echoing with the woman he was now holding, "Silent! And follow me without rejection." Fajar almost laughed loudly looking at the innocent face of his woman, a face of shock with a firm tone that came out from the mouth of Dawn. The twilight increasingly looks adorable in the eyes of Dawn.
Finally Dusk could only according to where the footsteps of Dawn took him. Anger is useless, cursing ahh.... Moreover, cursing since his foot landed in Jakarta said the curse and the curse has been much he said, finally Dusk just resigned and beristighfar in heart."
Unbeknownst to Them, they are both under the keen supervision of a woman. The woman who now looks at Dusk with hatred. "That turns out to be the woman, I'll make sure He won't dare approach you again Dawn."
No matter what plan the woman who was rejected by Dawn would make, her ambition had mastered it blindly. For the sake of a material and happiness with the weight of treasure He will not be afraid to do anything including taking the lives of people.
But need to know, Dawn is more observant than the woman. Dawn has been putting security in place for Dusk ever since He set foot in the metropolis.
Before long, the car run by Fajar has entered in the parking lot of a luxury restaurant. For Dusk is amazing unceasingly in continuing to praise Asma Allaah with the beauty that is in front of his eyes.
"You like it dear.."whisper the Dawn which at once startles the Twilight.
"Sus....Like Mr." Dawn simply put a smile on her lips.
"Yes it's yuk..." Dawn extended its hand to be welcomed by Dusk.
"I can do it myself sir."
"Have you forgotten?"
"Ti's...No sir." Dusk was confused what to do, however sweet treatment as in Dawn was very warm in his heart this was the first time He was treated like that.
"If gtu come come. "take back Dawn, finally the dipper with twilight to open his hands to hold Dawn.
"Thank you." said Fajar.
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...
..."Dusk is prayer. From your butterfly eyes and from my opium net."...