
Anindya has been discharged from the hospital. It's better now. Rio intended to bring back Anindya to his house. Of course, he had to say goodbye to Vino because Anindya's goods were still in Vino's apartment.
"Welcome to Rio's hostess." Rio let Anindya enter the house like a princess.
Anindya smiled and glanced spoiled at her husband's ridiculous behavior. The woman breathed in a sense of peace as she returned to their home.
" this is our room" Rio opened Anindya's room which was already in Rio's magic into their room.
" Are we in one room?" ledek Anindy.
" You want to keep separating rooms? Remember that our baby needs his Papa every night." Rio smiled meaningfully as he blinked one eye.
" Hihi, alesan, you are." Anindya laughed seeing her husband start to pull out his ruse.
Rio brought Anindya into their room. Sit Anindya on the edge of the bed.
"Now you rest, you can't be tired." Rio stroked Anindya's hair full of affection.
Anindya smiled. Finally the treatment later on he felt so far too. The attention and affection of Rio. Anindya rubbed Rio face gently. Both eyes glazed. He misses moments like this. He thought he would never feel this kind of happiness again.
" Why are you crying?" Rio looked worried and immediately wiped away the tears of Anindya who had fallen out.
" It's okay Rio." Anindya shook her head and hugged Rio's body tightly making the man a little hard to breathe.
Rio stroked Anindya's hair gently. Letting the woman lean on his chest for a moment. Rio was enjoying the atmosphere. The peace and tranquility of being with Anindya made her continue to fall in love with this woman.
" Never stay with me again." Rio whispered in Anindya's ear who was countered by a small nod by her.
Rio kissed Anindya's forehead and Anindya closed her eyes enjoying the romance.
***
Vino sat in the garden chair behind his house. After Anindya died she felt a gaping hole in her heart. The wound that was just about to dry up must now be re-opened again. So hurt. But he also does not want to take something that does not belong to him without a definite cause.
" Dad, it's been a while since you've seen Cindy play here." The middle-aged woman's words scattered Vino's daydream.
Vino stuttered. This mother is strange, Cindy rarely plays here. Ah, this is most just her Mama's wits to tell her to take Cindy home, or rather to ask Cindy out.
" Well, if you want to see Cindy, why don't you tell her to come home." Vino cuek and continued his activity reading a business magazine that had been in his hands.
" You told him to come here, Vin, be more romantic." The woman who still looks beautiful in her old age even seduces Vino.
Oh, my God, I don't know if Cindy's a Le*bi. Thought Vino.
Vino himself remembered his deal with Cindy a while ago. After seeing Rio and Anindya yesterday dashed her desire to build a happy household. Having a cute child as a complement to his happiness.
But given Cindy who was like that it felt impossible that the dream could be realized. Now Vino began to think hard how to quash his parents' desire to match them. He's got to talk about this back with Cindy.
" All right, ma, Vino's tomorrow trying to see Cindy."
" Why wait for tomorrow? You can too." His mother protested and whined to make Vino careless.
" Geez, Mama Vino is lazy to come out. And not necessarily Cindy also want to be in the meeting if impromptu like this." Vino was a little upset with his mother.
"Surely, let's just call him." Mamaya grinned while thrusting Vino's phone lying on the table.
Lazily Vino took his phone. Her mother was like that if there was a will. Sounding the tone of the connected phone but not yet lifted. After waiting for a few seconds, Cindy said hello.
" Hello Cin, are you free tonight?" ask Vino directly to the point.
" Hmm, like I'm not going anywhere, why?" answer Cindy casually.
" We met ya."
" okay"
"I'll pick you up at eight."
" okay."
Clik.
" Satisfied ma?" Vino looked at his mama who was smiling happily. He knew that Vino was a submissive child and loved him very much.
" Yes, you are ready, soon maghrib loh." His mother pulled Vino's hand impatiently.
"Our eight o'clock mama is still a long time, why are you ready from now on?" Vino grimaced in frustration at the over-enthusiastic attitude of his mother. But no doubt he also followed his mother's invitation. Now entering the room is the safest thing to hide from Mama's sight.
Vino pulled his body. The cool air of Ac that lights up feels on his skin that only wears a t-shirt. For a moment he thought what words he would say when he met Cindy later. This charade is soon over. But how, while he does not want to expose the disgrace of Cindy in front of their parents.
Oh my God, thinking about this all makes Vino's head feel throbbing pain. Something that doesn't put an end to all this.
At eight o'clock Vino picked Cindy up at her house. Cindy's family welcomed Vino warmly and of course with pleasure.
" Where are you taking me?" ask Cindy in the car.
" To the hotel" said Vino.
"What?" Cindy slips.
Vino did not budge, he continued to drive his car on the streets of the capital that was a little crowded smoothly.
" Vin, you know that I..." Cindy asked for an explanation from Vino. His face looks riled up. But he can only obey Vino's wishes without being able to protest.
Cindy sat down beside Vino speechlessly. He was a little disappointed by Vino's invitation. What are you trying to do to go to a hotel tonight.
Vino's car stopped in the lobby of a five-star hotel. The parking attendant immediately received the key that Vino handed over and parked the car in the hotel parking lot.
Cindy can only resign when Vino leads her hand to hold Vino's arm.
After the reservation they get a key for a Vip room. Vino immediately invited Cindy who still did not understand Vino's actions to the room that had been ordered.
Vino closed the door after they entered. He took off his jacket and put it on the sofa next to Cindy sitting down.
"You don't want to take a shower?" ask Vino
Cindy looked at Vino sharply. This can't be allowed. He must leave this room immediately...
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