BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

CHAPTER 15: DUCK VS GOOSE

Gym Mutia did not have time to hold his phone. Because when at home, there was a Pras who took him to the doctor. Don't forget, Mutia is a godly wife. Who put the interests of the husband above other interests. Time with family is his happiness. Then does Mutia feel that the phone is more important? For her to be between a child and a husband, that was enough. The other skip. Mutia was still trying to be loyal.

[Tante Cute .. tomorrow at the Gym. Ask to change the girl tutor, can you?]

[Tan .. Dirga doesn't like to see that aunt deket tutor.]

[Tan .. sorry. It was at the Gym, Dirga nyuekin aunt. We don't want our closeness to be too flashy. Auntie Cute mean Dirga?]

[Tante is angry ..?]

[Tante ngambek ..?]

[Taaaaan, pliis don't cuekin Dirga🙏]

[Tante Mumut .. Dirga heartbroken you know diemin gini.]

[Tan ... don't potato donk😔]

[Tan .. Dirga to where Gymnya aunt Shane it so can see aunt Imut you know.]

[Tan .. Dirga kangen🙄]

Mutia had just read the chat that Dirga had sent, as she was beside Pras who was driving. Bring them home after quality time.

Oh gosh. The absurdity of the contents of the chat, starting from the matter of Mutia about the tutor at the Gym, the recognition of his indifference while at the place, the accusation of Mutia's angry feelings, and the, confession of his broken heart and severe it is the sentence ‘Dirga kangen’. Fix Mutia can be crazy if you can always chat this kind of magical bin from a Dirga. The final semester student was 22 years old. Please enlighten, viewers.

Mutia took a deep breath, then threw it away heavily. A thought that flashed in his mind. This young man wants what the hell. Why is it that if he retaliates and follows the baper, he feels like a labile ABG who is being assessed by someone. And the funny thing is, Mutia was happy with the chat sequence from Dirga earlier. Mutia also felt tormented as she was unable to correctly answer the Video Call call earlier. Because she was with her son and husband. Secretly Mutia also did not want to hurt Dirga with her indifference. But, even now he felt clumsy, if he had to reply to all the chat, when Pras was by his side. She's not a good play, still a rookie if she wants to cheat behind her husband.

Returning the phone back into the bag is the final option. Without replying to that rowed chat. Throwing a glance towards the window, hoping to find inspiration to later answer all of Dirga's questions and statements. To be sure, Mutia had to understand first. Who is Dirga in his heart. Is it true that her heart has been divided, her focus is not only on her cool husband. Mutia needs certainty about her own feelings.

[Tante Imuut, are you asleep? Quality time with fam yaaah. Sorry about tan. Dirga. Who am I to my aunt, only dust will vanish with the wind. Should have aunty kode donk, if you are with fam. So Dirga ain't gonna bother auntie for a while. Again sorry Dirga]

Mutia woke up in the middle of the night. When you want to pee. And see the phone turns on itself even though it does not sound also without vibration. Pras had slept first, probably tired after holding his fast, before doing a routine check-up earlier.

Mutia picked up the flaming phone on the nightstand. Reading the contents of the chat apology Dirga who seemed serious. Mutia's heart was worried. He is aware of his status is the wife of people, and mother of two children. But why the other corner of the heart, feel pity with the contents of Dirga chat that even since this afternoon he ignored. Why Mutia felt sick, when Dirga said he was just dust for Mutia.

Dirga was not just dust in Mutia's heart, but slowly it was already a pebble and soon it would become coral. The stumbling block, the stone that would have blocked the path of the Mutia household was actually fine.

Yes ... The small organ that is the central control and the center of government of the other organ that makes Mutia now have a seat in the kitchen, precisely at their dining table. Where the room can see all the corners of the contents in his house. From there, Mutia could ascertain which room door might suddenly open, if the occupants would come out. So it was easy for him to organize his next act if anything happened.

“Why the hell Ga...?” without further ado Mutia immediately made a question after the writing rang it turned into a number, a sign that her call had been received by her prospective interlocutor.

“Why hasn't your aunt slept?” not the answer Mutia got. It is precisely the question that sounded anxious from the voice that can be deafened Mutia caught.

“Have slept. Just waking up when you want vivis.” Mutia where smart to lie, to be honest only he answered Dirga's question.

“Huum ... not waking up because of Dirga chat right?” telisiknya. Actually Dirga wants Mutia's answer is Mutia woke up because of the shock of her chat entered even in the middle of the night. Yes, it was at 2 am.

“No.” Answer Mutia briefly. Not according to the expectations of a Dirga.

“Tan ... tomorrow have time to meet?” ask Dirga.

“Ordinary aunt kayak is Ga. NgeGym, met there just like that.” Mutia is still trying not to encourage the sense to open Dirga opportunities to enter deeper in his heart and daily life. But failed.

“Ga to tan. Dirga wants to talk four eyes with aunt Imut.” Dirga sounds serious.

“Why should four eyes?”

“Because Dirga wants to talk important.”

“Must meet, can not pass the call just like this.” Mutia was worried. He knew his soul would thrash every time he saw this creature called Dirga. Her charm made Mutia look on.

During knowing Dirga and as if being attempted Dirga create a closer relationship that is more intense. Indeed Mutia had expressed her feelings many times. Using all of his logic. To convince his heart. That Dirga was just joking and trying hard to make fun of him.

Mutia is a four-headed woman, has a body weight that is not ideal. Not a descendant of the conglomerate, although now her husband serves as CEO. However, all that is not comparable to Nunuk who is the wife of the board of directors, remains not as level as Shane who even owns a gym that has branches open everywhere. Mutia will also not be able to be equal to Vinsha who everywhere do not need to stay at the airport because her husband has a private plane. Mutia was just a bad-ass duck. From physically to material Mutia was far below the average of her companions.

So Mutia felt that Dirga only had the charm of maximum good looks, but not with his taste. Why should he fall for a duck instead of a goose like any other friend.

“Dirga is always not satisfied with aunt Imut's answer.”

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