BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)
CHAPTER 14: STUTTERING



Upon returning from the training ground Mutia was silent. Because he feels that Dirga is like everyone else. Dirga near him like a stranger, who is not so care for his presence. When they are at the same table, even with a different row of chairs. Only a few times did Mutia accidentally see Dirga's glance. Just a few seconds. And that makes Mutia not like it.


Dirga looks more happy to respond to whatever Nunuk says. Even Dirga also seems lithe joking with Shane and Vinsha. But not with him. It's like boiled beans VS fried stuff. More interesting to eat while warm. Unlike boiled beans, which will always be the last choice as a snack filler time.


Dirga is not who Mutia is. The shots chat lewan, and voice calls via flat objects they are often repeated. But never taken seriously by Mutia. Because Mutia still maintained her sanity. He is still not sure of his feelings, whether it really has been disgusted, or still feels able to stand firm with all the temptations that have made his brain want to split in two.


Arriving home, Pras seemed to arrive early that day. And Pras' presence certainly attracted Mutia's attention more than his phone. For him there is a Pras at dusk is like a rare opportunity and a pity to be missed just like that.


“Tumben mas home fast, work is loose ya ?” Mutia did not know what to say to respond to Pras' return that afternoon.


“Can you please accompany to doctor?” the tan was flat, without looking at the face of Mutia who still looked moist coming home from the Gym.


“Mas pain ...?” Mutia immediately pressed the back of her hand against Pras' forehead. Suggest anyway, if people say sick, the first thing is to ensure the temperature in the forehead of a person, whether in a hot or cold state.


“No ..”


“Trus why do doctors?”


“Just want to check up routine. It was 3 months ago not check.” Heey .. wherever Mutia, a wife who always has a regular schedule to check her husband's health. Is not usually Pras who forgets, and he is the one in charge of reminding. Okeey, Mutia has shown signs of early senility, or the focus has indeed begun to break.


“Gosh .. thank you for remembering your regular check schedule yes mas.” Mutia felt clumsy on her own. And get ready soon.


“Mas already fasted ..?” Mutia stopped for a moment and turned to look at Pras behind her.


“Already.”


“Oke .. I take a shower first.” Continue to step into his personal space.


“You guys invite –children, we eat out yes ..” Pras said in a rather loud voice. Because Mutia was getting further away from him. That's Pras's style of speech, a call-to-action phrase that always scented commands.


If so, they are really the incarnation of the dream household in general. Who can go out to eat with a complete family member. Which not only comes out just for dinner, but also sometimes ends up in a bookstore or a shopping center. Just to spend time together, make up for the time that sometimes must be seized due to the busyness of the head of the family.


Raisa is also a romantic child. His heart was soft and still very fond of something that smelled gulali.


“Papa .. try gandeng mama. Brother recorded his video astetic.” His orders to both parents are seen walking each, spaced although still parallel.


Mutia is sensitive, and aggressive. Not wanting to disappoint his sweet daughter, he immediately approached Pras, and Pras immediately slipped his fingers on Mutia's fingers. Still with a flat face. Mutia knows, Pras is not the type of husband who likes to indulge in public places. But now is not the right time to refuse, because Raisa's smile is more important to them.


“Abang .. cepetan retrieved video.” Raisa rules Radit.


“Pake hape mama aja, pinjem maah.” Raisa has grabbed the bag of the mother, of course with the permission of Mutia who thrust into the tiny hands of her daughter.


“Nih .. cepetan. Later papa keburu release mama's hand.” Raisa has a lot of talk. Just a moment to judge if, the finger link will not last long.


With laziness Radit obeyed the orders of the princess, his beloved sister.


Sememtara Mutia and Pras directed by Raisa to keep going as natural as possible. And Raisa acts like she's the director, constantly coding. Where Radit must take angel Pras and Mutia, to look as old as the will of Raisa.


“Ih ... who the hell. All VC.” Radit was disturbed. While taking a video according to the orders of her sister Raisa. He saw there was a video call that continued to wriggle on the flat screen.


Derga


That's the name that's on there. And Radit chose to wait for the video call to go unanswered, then continued to take the video back.


“Mama ... This is a very important person times. This time it was VC. Dirga .. his name is Dirga.” Radit was tired of seeing the name appear again, appearing again. Pouring the phone at the owner is the right action according to him.


Mutia.


Didn't think that the brondong made a Video Call call, after a bad incident, at the gym. The two of them hardly greeted. Mutia was confused to serve or refer the call. But, Dirga is not the sweet type of child. The Dirga had the blood of a hero, who had a high fighting spirit. Abstain from retreat especially if it is only a matter of contacting Mutia.


So in a matter of seconds, Mutia also rubbed the cheek screen with her index finger. Then he put it in front of his mouth, giving a code so that Dirga does not make a sound. Camera immediately Mutia pointed at the surroundings, so that Dirga knew. It's outside. Not forgetting that Mutia was circulating the camera towards her husband and children. Without words and sounds, the video call ended on its own without permission.


“Who ..?” Pras is a bit confused. Seeing the reaction Mutia received the call that Radit said earlier had contacted him many times. But when in ladeni, why don't you talk to each other. In his silence, Pras does not keep his stupidity. He still has his own common sense and intuition.


“Oh ... nobody.” That was Mutia's answer. All he knew was that the answer did not satisfy Pras. But, Mutia had learned a lot from Pras. That everything, sometimes do not need long and wide information. Maybe now Mutia felt the need to use not tik Pras all this time. Just a lot of action without narration. Because he was also confused to explain who Dirga was.


He wanted to answer it was his friend, but what friend?


Schoolmates? No. gabe.


Playmates? Is not usually Mutia's friend the women.


Her boyfriend….?


Hah .. that's right. Among them there is no word. Why should baper, consider Dirga was his affair.


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