(Revised) Regretting It Too Late

Dinda's attention

A few minutes later the mother entered again with someone, and it turned out that the person was a masseuse who had massaged the legs of the papa who also sprained.

As long as my legs are in order I can not focus, my mind continues to imagine Dinda. She was dancing in my sight.

"Bram, is anyone sick again? how come you don't like that focus, doesn't it hurt like that?" mama's words broke my daydream about Dinda

"Ah, what did Mama say?" I said I was confused because I really didn't know what Mom had just said.

"Ma, this is the oil that you asked for, he said it was still lacking" the person I was thinking of went in while handing over the oil to you and the masseur, but he was wrapped in a full dress attached to his body.

When everyone was out of my room, Monica called because no one was home. I said I was going home because I didn't want him to be alone at home.

With a little coercion finally mama and papa allowed me to go home with Dinda, while the car was left at my parents' house.

"Mas, don't we buy Monica food? Because at home there is no food" he asked me while still driving and his gaze stared straight at the road.

"Ah, is it up to Din to buy what food?" I was hoping she would answer me while looking at me

"Eh, did Monica like what kind of food? If Dinda tunya mbak Monica likes spicy food. Do we buy a burnt, chicken what fish it" he said with a fixed look ahead.

"Yes, it's up to you Din. Come with me" my answer with resignation

After buying food for Monica, we went home. On the way Dinda just focus on the road and the steering wheel. While I quietly continued to observe him from the side.

"She looks beautiful while being focused so" my inner self and I began to smile to myself while enjoying her face.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said his greetings as he entered the house while picking up my limped self.

"Mas, what's going on? why did Bram come up like this?" Monica asked as she ran towards us, and replaced Dinda by letting me into the house.

"It's okay to just sprain, because it accidentally fell" I explained to Monica so she wouldn't worry about me.

After we all went into the house and had dinner, Dinda and Monica helped me up the room, because Monica insisted that I stay asleep in the room or stay with her.

My daily life during the illness, I didn't feel Monica's attention she was just busy with her business, and when she came home she never helped me if I wanted to go to the bathroom. Unlike Dinda, she always put me first and there was always every time I needed her.

The kindness and care of Dinda made me want to be closer to her, she who always broke down a smile every time I called her and troubled her made me feel something different in me.

I saw Dinda as if observing the contents of this room, because she had never entered this room, and this was indeed the first time she had entered this room. I smiled looking at him who was interested in this room and so imagined that he would be here with me

"Din, from now on you don't have to ask permission to enter this room" I said because I feel comfortable with every presence.

"Eh, why is that so? Dinda feels bad later same as Monica mas" he replied who still thinks of Monica, even though Monica did not think a little about him.

"Sir papa, are you also the same as him, the same wife mas So there is no difference between you or Monica, you also have the right to enter this room" I told him.

"Yes, if so Dinda will do it if mbak Monica does not exist, because this is the Bram mas room and mbak Monica. Not Dinda's room" he answered, bowing to peel the apple.

"Deg" Somehow there was a pain in hearing his words just now, as if I had hurt him deeply.

I feel guilty about Dinda for what I did, but I can't lie to my little heart that loved Monica from the beginning before I knew her.

However, whether this is because of my greed or my instincts, I want to continue to feel the attention of Dinda. My actual legs are healed and can do well, but I still pretend to be sick.

Some time I finally heard an answer from him who also shouted and I heard his footsteps were in a hurry or you could say he was running towards me.

"Sorry Dinda's still taking a shower, what do you need? Where's Monica's mom, wasn't Bram with Monica's mom?" he said that looks terrible because he ran from the bottom to here.

"No papa Din, I just want to go to the bathroom but it's a little difficult. Monica Uda left earlier, didn't she tell you?" I answered a little guilty to him.

I saw a worried look on his face staring at me. He walked up to me and tried to get me into the bathroom, with his little body he always tried to look strong every time you touched me, and it made me even more anxious about him.

"Deg, it smells good. I don't know why Dinda's body always brings out a good aroma. What from the bath soap or the fragrance of the clothes yes" my inner self that is always comfortable and likes when smelling the scent of Dinda.

Back to the Adinda

That morning I saw Monica ready to go to work, and I saw a car waiting for her.

"Mother Monica wants to go to work? Do you want Dinda to prepare food to eat on the trip" I asked because he had not had breakfast.

"No need I'll just eat out, remember not to be the same Bram" he told me, and I just smiled.

I find it funny to say Monica to me, because I was also his wife Bram and his first wife but he warned me instead.

"Mas Dinda bring breakfast so Bram does not have to go up and down, so Bram mas can heal quickly, can I go in mas?" I said as I walked into Bram's room and Monica's mother.

"Yes Din, just come in. Thanks you always bother because of me" replied mas Bram while sitting leaning on the back of the bed.

I stepped closer and placed the tray containing breakfast for her on the bedside nightstand.

"This room is very spacious, and also very cool in the morning when the window is opened" I thought in my heart who felt the incoming wind.

"Din, from now on you do not need to ask permission to enter this room" said Mas Bram who seemed as if he could read my mind who felt interested in this room.

I who felt shocked by the change in attitude Bram mas feel a little strange, finally I agree with his words while I say if Monica does not exist.

"Has Monica left for Din?" ask while eating

"It was already mas, but kok tumben set off early in the morning mas. It's still 7am" I said as I peeled the apples for Bram.

"Mas does not know Din, he said there was a sudden job and requires him to leave early" he replied while looking at me.

I called Yulia, Dido mas and Didi mas if for a while I could not come because Bram mas is sick again, and the results of my design all I sent via email to Yulia to be delivered to the Anggel tantae. The repair of Aunt Anggel was sent again by email by Yulia.

My daily life, I always take care of Bram and take care of him until he recovers. I always deliver breakfast, lunch and dinner if Monica has not come home yet.

it has been 1 month I take care of Bram mas, but Bram mas does not show progress, yes his legs are not swollen anymore but he is still difficult to walk, he is still difficult to walk, I still often mapanya if he needs to go to the bathroom or want to change the use. While my father-in-law he was able to walk, he even often visited us at home.

"Mas, Bram can already walk down the stairs by himself? Why not ask for help just like Dinda mas" I saw Mas Bram walking slowly down the stairs.

"Gak dad Din mas uda is a little lightened and uda no longer hurts his legs" he replied as he walked towards the living room.

"Yes already so mas, later if you need anything call Dinda ya mas. Dinda wants to pray Isya' first" I said and went to the place of prayer.