
In the morning they returned to the house of Ratih's mother, at the request of Ratih's mother.
Because the house they plan to live in there are still some that need to be repaired.
Actually the house is still fine but Ratih mom wants to add a pool next to their house, because if the grandchildren are born they have a private pool.
"Have you had breakfast?"
"Here you are, Dicky answered, putting down the bag of their clothes."
"Bi Mar, please take it behind ya" Ms Ratih's orders to her domestic assistant.
"Good ma'am..."
"You go up and take a break, you must be tired after the event yesterday and also your event last night."
Mrs Ratih smiled at the child and her daughter-in-law.
Dita immediately tailed behind Dicky as he climbed the stairs and entered his room.
The room is neatly arranged with all-gray accents and a blend of white looks cool when entering it.
"Rest."
Dicky immediately went out and entered his study next to his bedroom.
In the notya laptop and began to open some emails that have been piled up, waiting to be opened immediately.
While Dita got down from her room and walked into the kitchen approached Bi Mar and a young woman helped her cook.
"What cook is bi?"
"Wh is there Miss Dita, why is kedapur non?just accompany me in the tivi room."
"Gakpapa bi, here let me help you peel the nuts."
"Not to be non...."
Dita looked towards the back of the kitchen which turned out there was still a house with rooms lined up there.
Some people seem to be busy with their own activities.
"After the back there's still more bi house?"
"Yes non, that's the place for the servants."
It turns out that the house is not only bi Mar household assistant there, as long as there is a driver and also a front gatekeeper there is also a washerman, cleaner and gardener.
Dita only found out after living in the house, indeed this is not the first time Dita came to the house, but she had never entered into it.
"What are you doing, Dit?"
The presence of Ratih ma'am surprised Dita who was looking at the back house where the servants were doing their duties.
"Eh...mama, we just look around the house ma.It turns out there are so many servants here huh ma?"
Madam Ratih just smiled looking at Dita.
"Let's go in here, mama's friends"
Dita sat next to Ratih's mom who was seriously looking at tivi, listening to her favorite soap opera.
"You don't rest, Dit, why aren't you tired?"
"We're bored in our room."
"How was your first night?"
"Emmmmm,Dita...why did you ask?I'm ashamed of you."
"Ah you are Dit, who is it to be ashamed.Where is the pain not?"
The deg.....!
"Is it really sick?what do I have to answer?just do it never, do I know sick or not.maybe I answer yes it's over."
"Mmmmm, I'm sick."
"The first time it was like that it felt, later on it will not hurt anymore."
"really?"
"Of course, did you only do it once?"
Dita just nodded slowly.
Suddenly Dicky sat down next to his mother, making both of them instantly speechless a thousand languages.
"Again what the hell?very serious."
"No papa, you are."
"Then talk about your first night."
said Mrs Ratih while laughing out loud.
Dicky just looked at Dita.
"We say it hurts, because it was the first time like that it felt.for the next will not hurt anymore really"
Said Mrs Ratih as she got up from her seat and walked towards the kitchen.
"Mom will see if lunch is ready."
"Have you ever done that?"
"His son, I am still a virgin know!"
Dicky immediately pulled Dita's arm as he was about to move from his seat, causing Dita to fall on Dicky's lap.
"Then how do you know it hurts?"
"The name that says it, I just say yes.indeed you want mama know we haven't...I mean won't do it?"
After lunch Dita slept in Dicky's room, which is now their room, while Dicky returned to his study.
Seriate......