Conqueror of the Casanova

Disappointment of Gita

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"Sister, what's going on?" gita asked as she stared at Gio and Diandra's face alternately.

Gio who was still busy with his wife immediately turned his eyes to Hana and Gita, he seemed to forget that there was someone else in front of him at this time.

In contrast to Gita, Hana even smiled faintly at the interaction made by the couple. He felt happy, when he saw the affection of Gio and Diandra, although it was clear that his daughter-in-law was still very stiff and slightly rejected the touch of Gio.

"Look, Gita .. I've known Diandra for a few days now" Gio said, staring at his wife.

"So you've known each other for a long time? But, how in the hotel do you guys not know each other?" gita asked, while looking at Gio and Diandra's faces alternately.

The tip of Gita's eyes accidentally saw that both Gio and Diandra's hands seemed to be linked in Diandra's lap.

They certainly don't just know each other! batin Gita guessed.

Gio and Diandra looked clenched their lips while competitiveness glanced, confused to answer what. Given before, they had not talked about this matter before.

"dm ... Mama's with Gita, why come here?" ask Gio, switch the conversation.

The smile on Hana's face seemed wider, when Gio was no longer able to answer questions from Gita.

While Gita, even grumpy. He was so curious about the relationship between his sister and sister that a few days ago helped him.

"We're here, looking for Diandra. We went to the hotel, they said Diandra was sick," Jawan Hana relaxed.

"Here you go, big brother, don't divert the conversation," decak Gita, looking annoyed at Gio's face.

"They're married, Gita." Hana who was feeling impatient with Gio and Diandra finally revealed everything.

"Huh?! I'm not wrong, am I?" The gita reflex who shouted, was surprised by what her mother said.

Hana looked at Gita and then nodded confidently, as if showing that her words were true.

The twenty-five-year-old girl, looking to widen her eyes, she stared intently at the faces of Gio and Diandra.

Diandra who heard Hana's words also widened his eyes, looking at the surprised middle-aged woman in front of him.

What the fuck? Since when did Aunt Hana know about my relationship with Gio? batin Diandra asked questions.

Likewise with Gio who never thought, if his mother would say everything right now.

"Mommy?" Gio immediately called the woman who had given birth to him.

While Hana who was the center of attention, now just smiled as if doing nothing.

"Already, Gio ... Mamah and Gita are also your family, when we can't know your and Dian's marriage?" said Hana, staring at the change of husband and wife in front of him.

"J–so, are you really married?" gita asked, still in shock.

Gio and Diandra finally nodded faintly in response to the girl's question.

"Sister!" Gita screamed while lifting her bag as a tool to hit Gio.

"Sister, what a hell, marry us not!" oceh Gita while continuing to beat Gio's body, until unconsciously Gio drew closer to Diandra.

"That's not it, Gita, you used to explain Brother." Gio tried to withstand his sister's blows, which happened over and over again.

"What explanation, huh?! Big brother-have the heart, don't think of us as family anymore!" Gita kept swinging her bag on Gio's body.

The tip of Gio's eyes could see the small ringing of Diandra's face, he immediately caught the bag in his sister's hand, so that his wife would not be cornered again.

"Already, Gita. I can explain everything, you don't misunderstand me first," Gio said again, looking gently at his sister.

"Aren't you okay?" gio asked, turning to glance at his wife.

"I'm fine" replied Diandra.

"Gita, sit down again, we can't make a fuss in people's homes" Hana ordered, patting the chair on the floor.

Gita, who was still not satisfied, initially refused the order from the woman who gave birth to her.

However, after Hana widened her eyes, Gita gave a rough sigh and walked back to nearby Hana.

"Attep, Mah. I took Dian to the room first, he was not well and had to rest a lot" Gio said, asking for leniency with his mother and sister.

"I'm fine," said Diandra, still wanting to hear what kind of explanation her husband would give her in-laws and sister-in-law.

Gio looked at his wife's pale face, he could also clearly see the sweat grains on Diandra's forehead. However, Gio also could not force Diandra to return to his room.

Finally Gio re-enforced his body, he looked at his mother and sister alternately, then turned to Diandra. The man was trying to figure out what his wife really wanted.

However, the look in Diandra's eyes right now was completely unreadable, no matter what the woman thought, she did not know either.

What am I supposed to do now, Dian? What exactly do you want? inner Gio.

"Gita, actually, Mom, knows everything. I told you about our wedding last night" Gio said, after a long silence.

"Well, can you please explain to Gita, later?" ask Gio to Hana.

Gita looked at Hana, Gio, and Diandra's faces alternately, there was a bright look of disappointed eyes. Even now the clear grains began to fall soaked his cheeks.

Diandra who saw clearly the disappointment of her sister-in-law, felt guilty in her heart, she was eager to hug and apologize or everything that happened.

However, he is also afraid to get closer to the Gio family. Diandra was afraid, later lulled by their affection, until finally unable to release Gio from his side.

"So, Mama, you know everything? Why, Mama, don't you tell me the same story?" gita asked, looking at Hana.

Diandra's hands clenched, enduring the turmoil of tightness within the chest, seeing such deep disappointment in Gita's eyes.

"Yes, Mom, you know all the stories from Gio. But, Mamah felt all that was not enough, because Mamah had not heard the Diandra version of the story. That's why Mamah came here today," said Hana, staring at the pale face of her daughter-in-law.

"Sorry, this is not the right time. But, Mamah, do not have time anymore, because tomorrow we have to go home to Jakarta," continued Hana.

Gio was quite surprised to hear the words of his mother, he did not receive any news from his family in Jakarta. But now why does his mother want to go home so soon.

"What's up, Mah?" ask Gio.

"Daffa is sick, it looks like he ate something that triggered his allergy to relapse" Hana replied.

Daffa is Gio's five-year-old nephew, the son of Gio's first brother.

"From when, Mah? How come no one's got me?" gio asked with a surprised face.

"Yesterday, after he came home from school. So now, Mamah came here ... was willing to talk from heart to heart with Diandra," explained Hana.

"You think you've gone to the hotel, it turns out it's still here," continued Hana chirped annoyed.

"Where can I go to the hotel, if my wife is sick, Mah," replied Gio.

Diandra slightly straightened her body, hearing the words of the middle-aged woman in front of her, she looked at the mother and sister of her husband in turn.

"So, Aunt Hana, want to talk to me?" ask Diandra.

Hana nodded, "Yes, Mamah, want to know what you really feel after marrying Gio."

Diandra took a deep breath, then threw it away slowly. The woman turned her eyes to her husband.

"Can you leave us?" ask Diandra.

Gio looked doubtful, he stared worriedly at his wife, then turned to his mother and sister.

"Alright," said Gio finally chose to obey the wishes of all the women, although his heart was still hesitant, to let them speak without him at this time.

"If you need something call me, I'll wait for you in the living room" Gio told his wife, who was immediately taken in by Diandra.

"Well, Gita, I'm back first" said Gio, again taken by the two women.

Gio finally moved and walked towards the family room, which was only blocked by a room divider made of wood.

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What is the attitude of Diandra in facing Hana and Gita?

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