My twilight is your Twilight

For some people, dusk may be the most romantic thing. Because dusk is the point that unifies the line between day and night. As the sun begins to go home and the moon changes.

My name is Mey. I also liked the twilight. But thousands of seconds ago before this laugh became a tear. I can guarantee after the incident, I do not like the twilight. Twilight has become the background of my broken heart.

"Twilight always makes people bewitched." The voice surprised me enough. A sudden sound came from behind me.
"What do you mean enchanted?" I wiped my tears. Shame if someone else saw me who turned out again crying.



The man in the wheelchair smiled. "My name is Megan Dirga Disenja." He held out his hand "May I enjoy the sunset with you?" He asked without answer. He began to tell me about his love for the subject called dusk. In fact, he did not know that the woman next to him was just hinting at the twilight of annoyance.

"Hopefully tomorrow we can still enjoy the twilight together. I'm glad to see you. "The last sentence was the end of our conversation about the twilight. I did not say much. Seventy-five percent of our topic is not far from dusk and ninety percent, he speaks.

It does not matter if you have to say dusk. So far, he seems like a good person. From his story, I can quite know him. Megan Dirga Disenja. Cheerful. Humble. Like writing. And the most important thing is that he is always enchanted by the twilight-he is.

Hmmm, I guarantee, surely he likes the twilight because his name is also tucked the name twilight. Just imagine if he hates twilight, he must have changed his name from the beginning. But, the thing is, how can I meet again tomorrow under the twilight that broke my heart after Frans said the breakup between us. Ah.

The second day after my broken heart. As usual I was preoccupied with snapshots of objects still in my hand. The studio wall clock was at four-thirty, and this was my last shot to end the photo session with these models. And finally to the last shot, I'm relieved. "It's a wrap!" I whispered.

Today I really do not want to do anything. After I finished all my lenses, my job was done. I'm really not in the mood to do anything else. My goal after this is only one. Room. Looks like for now, with my chaotic heart condition, just the best sleep answer to solve it.

My watch shows at five-thirty. Which means I've left the office since about an hour ago. Today's traffic seems to be in line with my heart. Chaos. The fastest route I can get to the house is badly jammed. Traffic is directed towards the dock. Ah it's important that I get home. But wait. Dock?

Somehow, it seems like nature wants me to meet with Dusk again. I mean, twilight guy wheelchair yesterday. For the second time I was surprised again. My car tire suddenly leaked in front of the pier, and suddenly he came as I grumbled about my misfortune today.

Twilight today is not much to tell. I was not busy listening to him, but was busy watching him. Watching him swing the pen and cool smearing black ink with his pujangganya words about the twilight.

Now my watch shows at 17:11. Fifteen minutes after I met Dusk in front of the dock. That meant I was more busy watching it than I was before. Ah why I am like this. Why do not I refuse to sit down and go home. Apparently, Dusk's words are true. I was enchanted by the twilight.

"You know, I've never enjoyed dusk with anyone else." He finally shut up after completing his third script. "Then why did you take me here? If you can, why do you like to come here every evening? "I replied with a question that I think he should answer.

"Because you're different. From the moment I first saw you, I felt a new hope from you. I believe there will be a speck of hope in the evening sky. I come here every evening to find hope again. Hope that has gone away from me. But you brought it back. "Twilight said. "Hope? What do you expect from me? We have just met. I do not want to be called a false giver of hope. "My answer is not acceptable. But he has other reasons not to lose. "My hope to live. You see, a poor guy like me who spends the rest of his life in a wheelchair? Just friends and books twilight? Who wants to be my friend, or approach me? I have leukemia. Acute lymphoblastic leukemia since I was 10 years old and requires me to be in a wheelchair. Now I am 25 years old. 15 years I like this. One by one all my friends leave. Only the faithful twilight. Maybe there's a connection between my name and the twilight. "He smiled" But when we meet you want to know me. You're different. "She spreads her smile at me. A smile that gives hope under the twilight. I also replied.



And from that day on, we started to be close friends. Like the fish and the sea on this dock. We share our problems, tell each other about each other's day. Sometimes Twilight is also busy writing although I never get tired of noticing it. There's always a reason I want to go to the dock. Enjoy the evening with Dusk. I feel like I'm in love.

Mey, you do not forget to come this afternoon yes. I want to leave you something.

As soon as the short message that Senja sent me. I wonder why he gave me a short message before meeting. Usually never. Because we both know. Each of us will surely come. The short message that I had seen in between the shooting breaks. I am curious.

The photo shoot finished at three o'clock. Earlier than usual because there are only three models today. I went straight to the dock. Good thing traffic is friendly. I've been down to four for ten minutes.

I think dusk is late because usually he comes first. It's been 15 minutes I'm here but Dusk has not arrived yet. I'm still waiting for him in the fiftieth minute. It's already 6 o'clock. The twilight also wants to go home. Where to go to?

Where are you going? Should I be worried or angry? Do you want to leave something? Even until dusk comes home, you never come

I sent a short message to Dusk. Which was never reciprocated.

From that day on, I never saw Dusk again. The last words of Dusk are only by cell phone. I've also never been to the dock after three months. No more reason for me to go to the dock to meet Dusk enjoy the twilight. My races are already bland to the twilight. Again I broke my heart against her backyard. By dusk.

"Leaking? Again? Ah. "I grunt when I know my car tire leaks again, exactly in the same place. Home dock.

This incident made me not understand. Is this a coincidence or a fate? I called my customer repair shop to fix. Obviously not difficult for them. So not so long. But somehow my footsteps are reluctant to get in the car. I went to the dock. I do not know what made me like this.

"Twilight?" I said his name as someone handed me a dusk book from my shoulder. But it was not when I turned around.

"Rainbow. Rainbow Mary. "The girl held out her hand to me.

Can I help you? "I replied. "I'm a rainbow. Adik kak twilight. "He sat down beside me without consent and started telling stories.

"Ka Twilight apologizes to you because he can not come that day. Even today he can not come here anymore forever. Ka Twilight just wants to leave this. "He gave the book to me which I received with confusion. "Actually, I've forgotten that day. I've forgiven him when I do not think I need to be angry with him. But what do you mean he can not come here forever? I'm not sure he's starting to turn away from dusk. "

"Twilight is affected by leukemia from the age of 10 years. Since he was alone, he began to wipe out his hope to stay alive and smile. Because there is no longer a reason to continue to smile. Only dusk can be a witness of solitude. But, I know there will be a speck of hope in the evening sky-that's the twilight word. And that hope came from kak Mey. Family at home know very well kak Senja changed. He looks more spirit especially to come to this place. He tells you a lot, as he already knows you more than he knows himself. But the last month, before kak Senja gave you a short message, he relapsed. We are all afraid when doctors sentence the rest of the night life no more than 40 days. We all count the days. Until kak Senja decides to entrust his machine to you through this book. Supposedly, kak Dusk can still survive for the next five days since the day of his encounter with you, according to the verdict of the doctor. But, he left us sooner. He left you and left his machine. "

Like there was a pause between us. My throat choked. Today's twilight was so enchanting. It's not just a regular heartbreak. It's lost. It's sadness. This is farewell. But, I can not cry when twilight has taught me not to stop wishing.

"So what do you want?" I braced my lips to ask. Although in fact, this heart is still chasing. "It's not me who wants to, but kak Twilight. He just wants to entrust his machine to you. Because you too have become twilight for him. He loves you kak Mey. You're the only reason behind her smile and passion. This book that has witnessed the intimacy of kak Senja who want to prove to you even if only limited words. And it should be that day, you can meet and be a pair of corals that fall in love under the twilight. But God has a more beautiful plan for both of you. Believe me, there will be a speck of hope in the twilight sky. "Mei moved from her seat by simply leaving a smile at me.

I started to open this book. Books that are considered Dusk as his most loyal friends. Thousands of seconds I fell silent and entered into the world of Dusk. The world he thinks is full of expectations. She really did not want to stop hoping even though she knew that hope was gone for her. I hold back my tears. Do not let these tears stain the sanctity of the heart of Dusk. I should have understood, from the beginning I did not have to hate the twilight only a broken heart. Because it was the senjalah that gave me new hope. Hope for the reason of every smile in the following days.

"I promise you Dusk, to keep hoping and to continue your hope through this book, with your gun. Because we believe, there will be a speck of hope in the twilight sky. "I said to my Senju and the senjanya.