Damar For Kinanti

much changed

" Where's your husband?" dinda's voice came from the kitchen.

" You?!, didn't you just say goodbye to Alfian's house?" kinanti replied in shock.

" Yes, I just got home.." Dinda went into her room,

seeing the tired look of Dinda, of course, Kinanti followed.

" Where were you from last night with Yoga? why not go home?" asked Kinanti with a frown, hoping to get a good answer.

" Already.don't ask questions or think badly..

I'm tired of answering Alfian's questions that are almost the same as you.." lamented Dinda put herself on the bed.

" He came here early in the morning looking for you? then what do I have to answer? I'm confused where are you too?

while I couldn't move, my husband was like a leech, clinging on.."

" uh. You can usually say your husband is leechy.." Dinda laughs.

" She's just sticking, to the bathroom, which isn't.."

" Yes.the name also misses.yeah, you don't miss?" goda Dinda made Kinanti blush.

" O miss you, who does not miss you.."

" When the day of crying is afraid of being taken..

turn now stick continues..

piye tho nduk..

Your husband is a bigger magnet than Yoga..

for women who are observant anyway.."?

" You mean opo?" Kinanti.

" o moso kudu is not clear, Nan..?! (yes time I have to explain Nan..?!)"

" Yes, anyway.." Kinanti was a little restless, though,

" yes what. arrived yes.."

" as you said.not taking care of the quack she still looks so sweet..

I'm so pissed off.."

" then go home.."

" You kicked me out??"

" of course you can't stay here with your husband,

I'm disturbed to know, though,

did you see Alfian's face? so sour.."

" You said you didn't want to date, then why are you busy thinking about Alfian's facial features?"

" even though not dating but we like each other, huh.. you understand not the concept anyway?!"

" The "opo concept? the concept is unclear..

why is he angry if he is not quick to ask you?" nagging Kinanti.

" Don't be like my mother who nags about marriage Nan continues?! I'll plaster your mouth later..!"

" Lha is indeed.."

" Wes wes..! go home with your husband! take that one bugger away too!"

" sopo? Yoga?"

" y sopo maneh..! (who else is..! ), Alfian could not calm down because there were two men in my house,

he was not alert to your husband, but he was wary of Yoga, seeing me walk with Yoga this morning..

as you do not know, the expression of Yoga that is friendly outrageous often makes people misunderstand, he said,

Alfian thinks I have something to do with Yoga.."

" friendly? where do you two look so friendly? you're like two firecrackers that met a long time ago..!"

" Ah. he changed a little, well.not a little anyway." muttered Dinda, muttering,

" what kind of change are you talking about?"

" He's calmer and mature like him..

he even invited me to make peace, he said we were too old for fuss and eyelan eyelan.."

" How does it not change.he is already a father, a single father again."

" Well, she has a child.you told me about it.."

" Yes, the boy was always clinging to me and Mas Damar.Just imagine how sad I was when I found out he was the son of Yoga..

there's a sense of disappointment, though,

but his innocence made my heart melt..

Kinanti suddenly missed the figure of Bagas who had not revealed himself for how long since his problems and his papa exploded.

" His mother left him when he was a baby you said at the time.."

Kinanti nodded, though,

" Right.really sad every time you see Bagas swaying to me or Mbak Winda.."

" Hemm.I've been thinking, if I also have a child from my ex-husband..

but, you know for yourself..

I'll never be home, I'll feel sorry for my son.."

Kinanti smiled, though,

" Men change over time, the proof is that you, who used to look like this man, are becoming more feminine and beautiful.."

" what?!"

" then why did you lengthen your hair and wear thin makeup.when you used to. blasssss...!"

" that's because of the nagging people around me..

they were afraid to see my hair look like a man..

though the hair is more efficient shampoo and save time.."

" Okay. dizzy me. dizzy.." complains Kinanti is reluctant to hear the word said Dinda.

" Go there! stop by..!" dinda's voice was loud.

Yoga wearing his shoes, as usual, the man looks so neat and well-groomed, anyone who sees him will be amazed.

" Your witness has arrived" said Damar as he entered the house.

The finished yoga with his shoes and handbag got up from the carpet.

" Mr yu.. I promise, will be a good brother from now on, I willingly and Ikhlas.do not hesitate to be happy with mas Damar in front of me in the future..

I know sorry it won't be enough..

but I'm really sorry to keep you apart because of the misunderstanding I caused..

please stay by Mas Damar's side..

and quickly go home to malang." said Yoga with bowed, down,

he did not dare to look at Kinanti at all.

Damar and Kinanti stared at each other for a moment.

" I hope something like this won't happen again, go home and take good care of Bagas." replied Kinanti like someone older than Yoga.

Yoga nodded obediently, then glanced around, glancing around,

" You looking for Dinda?" ask Kinanti, please,

Yoga is again,

" he's cooking rice in the kitchen, please..".

Hearing that Yoga took off her shoes back and walked towards the kitchen.

" Will your friend cook rice in a pot?" ask Damar, please,

" Yes, use magic com.."

" what the hell was it from earlier not kelar kellar?"

" that's a sign that Dinda doesn't want to meet Yoga." explains Kinanti, and now her husband is nodding.

" I want to say something." The sound of Yoga surprised Dinda who was standing in front of the stove, the woman was seen going to turn on the stove, but she said because Yoga surprised her by suddenly appearing.

" I think I've been home since.." murmured Dinda.

" How can I go home, say goodbye to the owner of the house yet.." Yoga smiled and extended his hand to shake hands.

Inevitably Dinda also extended her hand, and the two shook hands.

" Thank you, it is permissible to stop at your home." said Yoga.

" thank you what? my house is even too narrow and simple" said Dinda.

" It's not his house. It's important who's in it, of course if I go to this city again, I can stop by?" Kalem yoga.

" Of course you can't, the hotel is a lot of why you should stop here." again Dinda's answer was ketus.

Yoga is just laughing,

" Yes.. I say goodbye first, take care of my brother..?!"

" yes yes, yes..!" answer Dinda.

Yoga turned around and disappeared behind the kitchen door and the living room.

" Aren't you tired of making a fuss with Dinda?" ask Kinanti as Yoga returns to the living room.

Yoga just smiled, then put on his shoes again.