Dusk In Memories
Twilight

At Dusk's..

Hm..

Foto2 is good too. Good result. Okay, I can put some photos on this blog. The result was not disappointing. Either the place was good yesterday, or the skill of the photographer is good. Maybe both. Thought.

I don't think he's this professional. It turns out that the work is okay. Fix, the next photo I'm continuing to work with him again. I murmured inwardly while smiling a smile.

"Doooorrrrrr" arrived Dirga surprised me while patting my shoulder that was cool on the stomach while looking at the photos sent by Ega, just now.

"At Dirga's sister, it's not funny to know" said Kesel while throwing a bull at him.

"Yee, what a joke. Most seriously actually mantengin laptop while sleeping nyante that" he replied while curling me.

"Eh, brother when are you coming from Sydney?" tanyaku while getting up from his stomach and sitting on a mattress facing Kak Dirga.

"Must. Just an hour ago, the lunch truck under the same mama papa, chat2 sm them, trus naek here cheque adek beloved again kok ga join lunch below" he answered while shaking my hair.

"Well, eat ga ngajak2. Usually mama triak call2, this is the collision kok diem2 bae. I don't know my dearest brother coming home. Immediately forget the same girl" I grumbled.

"Yeah so sulking, mama forgetfulness maybe because it was from earlier chatting2 with me. From me to come to naek here, mama ga brenti ngoceh knows" said Dirga half-whispering.

"Hayoo says mom. Sin knows to talk about parents" arrived mama appeared in the room while bringing a snack for me.

"This is mama bawain snack. Buruan is eaten. It was forgetfulness calling you, because your brother just came already nyerocos once met mama" said mama while sitting next to Dirga's sister.

"Well, mama why so dirga, it's mama who is not sure to talk from Dirga come" said brother Dirga defended himself.

Mama just laughed while caressing Dirga's head. My mom loved us both very much. For mom, me and Dirga's sister are still her favorite little baby mama. In my mom's eyes, I was never an adult. So do I. I also love my mother very much Dirga, the same papa too. How grateful I was to be given a complete and whole and happy family as I am now.

"Well, what's the cry?" ask brother Dirga.

"Father, we can all get together again in this house" I replied, wiping away tears.

Mama stroked my head while smiling.

"Jaudah ate his bread first. Eat the rice under. Mama down first" said mama then stood up and moved from my room.

"Yes ma" I replied as I began to chew on my favorite peanut butter sandwich.

"Nake?" ask brother Dirga.

"Enak" I replied as I continued to chew.

"This is the rest for my brother yes" said brother Dirga siphoning off the remaining toast on my plate while running out of the room.

"Diih, brother Dirgaaaaa" I shouted while throwing a pillow at him but it was not because Dirga's brother was out of my sight.

After I finished snacking, I started uploading some of the photos I had selected to my blog.

Not long after that, fad2 I visited the blog Ega the photographer.

Hmm, he posted one of my pictures from behind that on the moko hill yesterday. It's a rude person to take a photo without the permission of the owner of the photo first. Inner me grumbling.

Uh, the photo tumben is given a word. I smiled immediately after reading it. I like and I commented on my photo that he put on with emoticons.

Hihi, can these be people. I thought with a laugh.