BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

CHAPTER 13: STILL STRONG FAITH

Smart as smart as storing carcasses, must have smelled too. Just as smart as a jumping squirrel, one day it will fall too. Exactly like Mutia's heart that seemed to have been On The Way to the shakiness of the haqiqih.

At first Mutia insisted on wanting to be indifferent to the wrong style of Nunuk, Vinsha and Shane. He tried to remain grateful for the condition of his household that is not so tenuous nor so close. For her to have a husband like Pras was enough. Pretty happy in his own version. Pras who is never late gives him a born and inner living. Having two children who are submissive and also warm. For him it was everyone's dream home.

But that was before. When you close access to others. But not with now. Now Mutia has Dirga who is very over considerate with her. Mutia and Pras are home, so naturally they very rarely chat, after work they can meet. And Mutia is sometimes like a reporter without an editor throws some questions about the day's activities. Though answered not long and wide. More similar to the matter of just looking up, or right wrong. Not an essay answer that requires a long narrative is also long-winded.

The voice call only happened, when Pras arrived outside the city. If you are on a business trip. That is, if Mutia had contacted him first. When it was three days, sometimes Mutia had to ask.

“Mas ... when to go home?”

“Maybe tomorrow. The schedule changed.” The answer is short even without the call of mamah, dear or anything that characterizes his affection for the wife.

“Mas ga kangen ..?” mutia fishing line.

“Kangen.” The tone is flat. If one hears wrong, it can be like a question, which is surprising.

“Why not say, if kangen ..?” mutia Whinek. Naturally, the wife wants to feel missed by her own husband. Although only in gombalin, at least it can be for dream capital when sleeping alone.

“Kalo I said too, ga will make you appear here.” Still with the plate tone. Yes, Pras likes action rather than fiction.

“Heem .. Yes. See you at home Mas.” Mutia lost her passion. I mean, I can have an old conversation in the corner of the room. Like the habits of her other friends. But, yah. That's Mutia's household.

But now Mutia has a comparison tool. Pras and Dirga are like heaven and earth. In terms of age, Pras was already 5 heads while Dirga was still 22 years old. Yes definitely different donk. Pras was stingy to speak, while Dirga could hardly stop talking. No talk about their good looks. Because it's relative. Pras may also have been handsome at the age of 22 years, such as Dirga. And at that age Mutia did not know Pras. But Radit, their eldest son is also OTW so Brondong ketceh. It could be from the genes of the father, who must have been handsome in his past.

[Tante ngeGym .. for what the hell, really diligent?] chat Dirga when his body can not always be close to the mother of two children.

[Be-Te aja, at home alone. Kids always have extra schedules. And your Om Pras, rarely come home late in the afternoon. Always after the evening.] Mutia replied honestly.

[Not want to be skinny, right?”] tanyanya.

[Ngapain aunt skinny, if fat gini aja in love husband.] Mutia never showed the bad side of her household to this restless brondong. He is still trying to show that he is a wife who is always happy with her husband, and Pras a proud husband figure.

[Yes ..] Reply Mutia quickly.

[Dirga can not be so close in the heart of aunty.] Mutia's chest rumbled, is this the boy. Disgust. That was originally, when Mutia had not gotten used to Dirga's fighting. But I don't know next.

[Sorry .. No vacancies. Sana, same as Nunuk. In her heart is not just a small place for you to be. But you will be a VVIP guest in his heart.] Mutia put on her smile. Yes, Mutia had to keep secret her endless chat with Dirga from Shane and the others. Don't know why? His heart said .. Let him enjoy this strange feeling first. And this Dirga prank chat.

“Chatting who's the same, I pay attention. Lately the phone is more often in the hand de weigh in the bag. Kepo donk.” It's Vinsha. Who secretly often noticed the face of Mutia who sometimes blushed himself, then tried to throw away his face, so that his happy hue was not seen by friends around him.

“Your feelings are Vin.” The answer was to put the phone in his bag. Then start practicing again.

Mutia's weight now only dropped 3 kilograms, not so significant and not yet visible. Only Mutia had indeed started to feel if she was more confident now, as she felt that her body was much fitter than before. The road yesterday in the traditional market alone, sometimes can be boring, but not now. So, train the muscles and exercise it. It's not about being skinny. But make fit and healthy. People say skinny is just a bonus.

“Haay .. Dirga. Wherever long time not visible.” Shane cheered loudly as he saw the brondong figure walking towards them, right behind Mutia's body. And Mutia reflex instantly flipped her body, wanting to immediately see the young man who almost every day filled the screen of her phone.

“Halloo .. aunt. Yes.Dirga many tasks. Tired you can not divide the time for sports.” His reply relaxed and only nodded his head at Mutia. Then walk side by side with Mutia towards the training ground. Whispering.

“Tante Imuut .. getting fresh and beautiful.” Slowly, he said when the two of them seemed to be opposite. Because Dirga deliberately cut the road, heading to the treadmill for him to warm up first.

Mutia did not have time to reply to Dirga's words. Because his hand had been pulled by Ozzi to start training with him. And Dirga had seen Mutia's hand held by her tutor. A little upset his face. But try to be calm and indifferent, and continue his own training. Although with a feeling not as comfortable when it comes, full of enthusiasm because it can come to the place of tongkrongan mother of two children.

“Dirga .. when do you have free time? Maybe you need a survey to the Villa that will be used for aunty children's event later.” Nunuk already came with two bottles of mineral water which he then offered to Dirga.

“Huum ... later Dirga give info yes tan. Just adjust the schedule Desti also.” Reply Dirga who feels if invite it related to his job with Desti.

“Can not be ... ga invite Desti. You are quite.” Nunuk is selfish. If you want something, you might want to share it with someone else. That's what makes Mutia have to think many times to respond to the seduction of dreadlocks Dirga, who seemed to want her, not Nunuk.

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