Love At the End of Dusk
The Most Beautiful Night

Soreku Named Dusk.

The old drizzle carries orange-colored tips.

Gemulai wavings

taking adventurer boys dancing.

The mighty women broke the silence with discordant chants commanding the ancestral successors to end the adventure.

Time changes with the will of the universe no one has power over time.

Since the beginning of the cool dew cycle in the morning followed by warm sunlight bias and ended the afternoon orange.

One day will pass and a memory will be stored in the memory.

And a time that I always longed to woo dreams in a dashing but gentle afternoon.

*S**oreku* named twilight.

Dusk is putting on himself. Zein invited him to dinner tonight. It's just that Dusk is confused about what kind of clothes to wear.

" What am I wearing tonight? I was wondering what clothes would fit. Yeah at least Zein had a good impression of me. It turns out that there is also a point in giving a little attention about fashion. So I don't need to be confused like this.

Ahh.. The last decision, I finally decided to wear a creamy white sheath dress. The glasses are replaced by contact lenses. I let my hair down and make up with natural make up.

Because honestly I'm not good at using makeup equipment. I'm not used to those things. I have the lyrics of the clock on my left wrist. In about 7 minutes he will come. The important thing is that I dress better than usual.

"ning. nong. ning.. nong...!!

Looks like he's come. I pecked for a moment in front of the mirror before I went to open the door for her.

Because I felt confident, I opened the door immediately. Don't let him wait too long.

One breath, then my hand reached for the doorknob and opened the door for him.

And our eyes clashed with each other. He is the most perfect God I have ever seen in my entire life. I don't know what good I've done in the past until I get this blessing.

I don't know what he thinks of my performance tonight because of his standard or mediocre reaction.

Yes, of course, he was mediocre, because in his life he was satisfied to see girls who were more beautiful and more charming than me.

Without further ado Zein immediately invited me to get in the car. I followed Zein's steps from behind. Zein opened the door for me and let me in first. Honestly, my heart was beating faster than usual.

Seeeerrr.

Between groggy, nervous, shy, happy, scared, happy, not confident, mixed into one. After all this time for the first time again I'm going to enjoy dinner together with someone special. Not because he was my future husband, but because he was a person who really gave me a new color in my life.

Upon entering the hotel, my heart grew more and more ungodly. The atmosphere in this hotel is so luxurious. Zein took my hand and walked beside me with her message. His grasp gave me comfort and my confidence began to grow again.

Zein took me upstairs in the elevator. The elevator stopped upstairs, when the elevator door opened Zein stepped out and my hand was not out of her grasp. Zein led me to a classic restaurant room, looking elegant and classy. The glass windows that surround the restaurant make the atmosphere of the city clearly visible from the inside. And it becomes even more romantic as a tinge of orange is painted on the equator.

It was probably the most impressive experience of my entire life. I never thought I would be in this place one day. It looks a little bit clumsy, but here are the facts. I will not deny how desperate I am for now.

In this place there are only two of us. Surely Zein had booked this entire room because there was no other visitor. I don't know how much money he had to spend just for dinner. And for now my mood is hard to explain. But I'm definitely nervous and nervous.

What comes to my mind at this time is that hopefully this dinner will pass quickly or I will always be silent because I am unable to speak.

"Ahhh.

I want to leave this place and go home to pick up Mateo, spending time with him and after that pouring out the alphabets that were hanging around inside my head was currently stringing them together into word for word sentence by sentence.

In my heart I guessed that Zein would be able to see and understand these slightly unsettled and agitated movements of mine. Because I noticed she was always trying to smile at me as if trying to calm my heart.

" You don't be so awkward, we're officially dating, just relax and make yourself feel comfortable" Zein said.

Saying it is easy but it is hard to do it. It's not the first time I've put my heart to a man. Many years ago I fell in love with a man who gave me comfort and warmth.

The man who taught me what it means to love sincerely. He taught me to love myself so that I could love others.

And when I loved her so deeply, wanting to spend the whole day of my life with her, she suddenly disappeared without a word, without a message, without news. I almost no longer want to fall in love. No longer want to open the heart too deep to the figure called the man.

But who would have thought if at this time I was in love again with a man who was also able to give me a sense of comfort and warmth. Although in my heart there is still a little fear and doubt if it will be repeated again the same story. A story I don't want to live again for the rest of my life.

But everything is God's plan. Everything that happens is His will.

I was just a lot quiet tonight. If Zein asks, I'll just answer. Enjoy a delicious meal in front of us. At least I can focus on this dish.

And I know that Zein's smile doesn't come off his lips. He might be amused to see my awkward, stiff and groggy demeanor.

Aahhhh... importantly enjoy this delicious dish first.! I rarely enjoy it. Comfort myself in my heart.