
Daniel sat in the middle of his house with Reyhan they were busy watching TV, although watching TV together the two just kept quiet about the football they were watching.
From the front steps came the sound of footsteps approaching towards the two of them, even so it did not bother them at all. They still watch the ball with their favorite team. The football teams they like happen to be the same so they don't argue with each other.
“You watch football? Can Papa join the” hear the speech makes the two young men immediately look towards who speaks who else is talking if not Marco.
“Bby Pa, join us” said reyhan please. While Daniel looked directly at Reyhan at this time.
“I went to room” Daniel instantly stood up but his hand was held back by Reyhan.
“Oh my brother, we rarely collect three like this at home”
“least,.” Dirga releases Reyhan's hand. She did not leave but instead sat on the single sofa away from her Papa and Reyhan.
“Sitting pa” reyhan invites Marco to sit where Daniel was sitting.
“Tomorrow you have free time not” said Marco began to open the conversation.
“I exist,” sahut reyhan.
Daniel was silent, though,
“Daniel, you have no free time tomorrow” asked Marco because his son did not answer.
“There, indeed why?”
“Good if you have free time tomorrow, let's have a vacation tomorrow with Dena and Dirga” concluded Marco joy emanated in his eyes. This is his chance to get closer to his son.
“vacation, don't be silly” snorted Daniel.
“Asik.” Reyhan sounded enthusiastic.
“I go up first” Daniel go away just like that, what a ridiculous papa it is.
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Tok tokks
There was a knock on the door of Dirga's room and dena, the two of them who were lying on the bed looked directly at the door of their room which someone had just knocked on from outside.
“There are people who knock” said Dena saw Dirga who was talking to her stomach.
“Iya dear, I open the door first” Dirga immediately got up from the bed walking towards the door of his room.
“Honey, this Mama please open the door briefly” sound Sisil from outside the room.
“Iya ma, wait a minute” concluded Dirga walked closer to the door.
“what is Ma,” he said when the door was open and the Mama standing in front of him at this time.
“This Mama just want to give this to Dena,” said Sisil thrusting photo album and also bracelet that he put on top of the photo album.
“What is this Ma,” he said Dirga did not understand why his mother gave it to him at this time.
“This is your father-in-law's deposit for Dena. Please give it to him if Marco gives it to him” Sisil told Dirga.
“Oh, from Papa Marco. Yes later I give you”
“Ya already then Mama down first” said Sisil
“eh yes, Mama forgot. Tomorrow you take your wife to the beach huh?” said Sisil stopped his steps staring at Dirga again.
“Ke beach? Why?”
“Marco want holiday with you guys, tomorrow he said he will tell Mananya” beach
“Mama with Papa coming?”
“No, tomorrow your father has a meeting outside the city for a week and Mama's coming. So can not come with y'all” concluded Sisil
“So, alright” said Dirga.
“Mama why?” asked Dena looking at Dirga who was approaching her.
“This Mama gave this’ said Dirga showed what he brought.
“What is it?”
“This is Papa Marco's hand for you. Do not look now yes, seen tomorrow just” said Dirga put it in the drawer. He did that because he did not want his wife to have much thought after seeing him. It's better tomorrow, because Dena had to cry again.
“Why tomorrow, bring it here. What that guy gave me”
“No need, tomorrow only. Now you rest tomorrow we're also going to the beach, you like the beach right?”
“you're serious, yes I like it. You're serious, right?” dena said so sparkling to hear that.
“Yes, I'm serious. You sleep yes now” Dirga rose to bed after storing the photo album in the drawer.
“I slept,” said Dena tilted herself towards Dirga.
Dirga hugged his wife, not too tightly because he was afraid of endangering Dena's womb.
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Dena was so enthusiastic, because Dirga took her to the beach today. She had a neat bath first from Dirga who had not been awake and was now awake because she had roused her husband.
Dirga himself had just finished his bath, with a towel wrapped around his waist he walked out of the bathroom looking at his enthusiastic wife.
“This I have chosen clothes for you, you will look cool with this shirt” concluded dena take clothes from inside the closet put it in bed.
Dena picked up a plain white short-sleeved T-shirt with a PRAGUE brand inscribed small on her chest. And also blue shorts.
Dirga saw the clothes that had been prepared by his wife.
“Kok I wear a shirt anyway dear, why not just a shirt” said Dirga felt less suitable with the shirt.
“Wear this alone, you look cool with t-shirt” said dena
“Ya it's up to you to” even though it feels less suitable Dirga had to obey than Dena even sulked with him.
“Your hair is up a little yes, keep wearing glasses must be cool” said Dena
Dirga scrunched his forehead, tumben once his wife cares about his appearance.
“Tumben baby, you told me so. Usually you are diem aja” he said in wonder.
“I want my husband to look handsome, and I want them to envy that you're mine” firmly while walking towards the wardrobe room.
A sweet smile appeared on his lips, his wife was now adorable.
“Later you even jealous, if they are fascinated with me” said Dirga tried to menahili dena to look jealous when he said that.
“No, I'm not the jealous” type said Dena walking over, carrying glasses for Dirga.
“Masa, not jealous type. You when it's angry with me because of Clara, later if other girls glance at me time not jealous”
Dena immediately looked at Dirga who was wearing pants, and,
“They are other people, why am I jealous. If Clara is obviously I am jealous, she is the person you once loved and maybe you've never harvested your seeds” said Dena origin make the activity immediately stopped.
“Don't talk carelessly dear, I never sow seeds with anyone other than you.”
“Ya,.hurry, later bad luck. Let's get to the beach” said Dena somehow he immediately diverted the conversation.
Obviously he switched the conversation at the moment, hearing Dirga's words made him happy meant Dirga had never touched her ex-boyfriend. Her heart was relieved at this time that her husband was only doing it with himself.
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T.B.C