BUDUBYNSITTERS

WONG EDAN'S

As usual my day was filled with busyness, which was filled by the needs of my two angels and a huge demon that was very troublesome and unfortunately the demon was my current husband status.

I did work on two ARTs from the dimas apartment that they used to know my wedding story with dimas and four new babysitters after we occupied our new home.

if I'm struggling to work on it myself, it's a pity to miss the moments in the development of twins when they're funny every day.

After bathing the twins and handing them to her baby sitter, I had to go back to the room to wake up the dimas and prepare the clothes that he would use and not forget the breakfast that had to be different every day.

dimas are easily bored with food, just like the twins they have a unique appetite, so if in the morning I and the ART prepare many types of food to choose from.

you know it is cold and lazy to speak, dimas will only make his voice to rule clearly and densely so we listeners must be quick to respond and understand his wishes without being ordered a second time, he said, or when they cursed us, then prepare to be ready so that we will be clogged with tantrums and do not forget the deadly aura dimas that sometimes make us need a hidden camera to wave so unable to face us every second.

Like a wonder deh a human kind like that, at will a lucky billionaire if I'm sure his life is not comfortable - comfortable at all, he said, and strangely the twins followed it somehow from where the inner bond was because although the flesh blood twins were dimas but they rarely really interacted, really, that was just once when I locked them in their room.

I don't know what happened during that hour on the twins, the rest let alone touch each other's reluctant glances, but after that incident when the twins saw dimas, the rest of them didn't, daniel and Danisa would babble incessantly as if calling dimas to play with them.

Like this morning while playing her food the twins kept moving and raving with her planetary language, waving her hands at the dimas but not responded to the dimas at all, until dimas finished his breakfast he just stood up and left the dining table without even glancing at the twins.

Dimas never forgot to hug and kiss my forehead when going to work but never wanted to touch twins even though I forced him, he said, if the twins had grown up either protested as to what they would say when getting such an attitude from dimas.

After playing and putting the twins to sleep this afternoon someone came carrying a large parcel containing the frame of my wedding photo, very elegant, luxurious, and in the photo it also looks very romantic when staring at me full of dreama, leading me to dance with my heart, clearly drawn at that time I felt awkward to be the center of attention of the invitees but the grip dimas still lead me and just make it the center of my attention.

Comments from both ARTs again - again made me realize that during our marriage dimas treated me so differently than mbak bella.

mbak darti said "non-caca is very lucky to be loved sir"

"cih love?, I even felt that he was defending me for not demanding too much"

"what about their marriage that I don't know?"

"there's no second that Miss Bella's trying to get your attention, lady"

"eg?" I was wondering, isn't almost the whole body mbak bella pleasing to the eye instead of men like that?

"gonta-turned-male who the mistress brought home but the master as if never thought mistress bella was on this earth" he said a little hissing at the end of the sentence.

"mmm I offended your master" I complained as I exhaled strongly.

"miss is just luckier than mistress bella, hopefully miss can survive with the master" he hoped sincerely

"either mbak, I also if not because the twins may have given up a long time ago"

"sir has been so considerate with you, miss, may the lady not act stupidly by going, first let alone take pictures, wear a wedding ring, admit to being married only in reluctance" he said.

yes, the marriage was like a state secret, even then I knew mbak bella his wife dimas because I urged mbak bella tell me, and only certain people who know their marriage.

I don't know what was on my mind at the time, when compared to mbak bella, mbak bella is much better than me in everything but yes the basics are less sane so more humane to me.

I don't know what's wrong between mbak bella and the family dimas so that parents dimas was reluctant to use his grandchildren, his grandchildren, though only they can tell what happened to the marriage of dimas and mbak bella but again - again I did not find a speck of enlightenment, he said, after marriage I've never seen dimas' parents, and any questions I ask about his parents dimas won't answer my questions.

different when I discuss mbak bella and twins dimas will respond with anger and will cause a debate between us and then eventually dimas will vent his anger by forcefully and violently repeatedly times.

May I be proud, if I am special to dimas, dimas so easily let me into his life, spend his money indefinitely, and without a word he just agreed to all my requests. compared to mbak bella and twins the road I took was so easy it felt without a hitch. or should I be aware of my beautiful dreams if all this is just intrigue dimas to play me and one day dimas will make me explore what experienced mbak bella first, he said, neglected when pregnant and abandoned when no longer able to satisfy lust dimas.

Only those thoughts were rippled in my brain when thinking of dimas, whether until when I was in my current position was clear if I could want this for as long as it wasn't for me, let this be for the twins so that they can live a decent life without a fraction of the lack of children who are stranded on the streets because if I escape from being dimas I know what my life and twins will be.