Damar For Kinanti

I don't agree!

It was night when the door of Damar's house was knocked.

" Who is mas?" ask Kinanti, they apparently haven't slept, yet,

the two had just finished their night duties as husband and wife.

" Yoga Voice," Damar replied immediately running to the bathroom, before long the man came out in shorts alone, bare-chested walking out of the room, then into the living room to open the door.

" Daddy?" the sound of Yoga sounded really serious, making Damar alert.

" What's up?!" ask Damar more seriously.

Yoga stared at Damar from top to bottom, feeling intimidated by Damar's sizable arm and abdominal muscles.

" Wear clothes first mas, all with mbakyu talk to us." said Yoga, said,

Damar frowned, his forehead,

" What the hell is it?! don't make Yog trouble?!" damar's Perspiration.

" No. call mbakyu, I'll wait here." said Yoga again while sitting on the sofa.

A little snorting annoyed Damar walked back into the Room.

" Dear, wake up for a minute, Yoga wants to talk.." Damar helped his wife get out of bed.

" I don't want to" Kinanti replied as she shook her head.

" A moment, I was also curious what he would say." persuaded Damar while kissing his wife.

" Wear the right shirt first?!" damar protested because he realized his wife's nightgown was quite thin and open.

After about 10 minutes of waiting, Kinanti came out, sitting next to Damar.

" Look, I was sorry to interrupt my break earlier..

but I really really can't sleep quietly for a few days." said Yoga slowly and heartily.

" But only mbakyu can help me.." Yoga looked at Kinanti at a glance and then looked back at Damar.

" help you? about what?" ask Damar, please,

" Sin.."

Hearing the name Dinda called of course Kinanti was a little surprised,

" what's wrong with Dinda??" Kinanti who had been silent since then suddenly spoke in a curious and worried tone.

" I want to marry Dinda." replied Yoga looking at Kinanti confidently.

Those who never thought of the answer certainly seemed confused.

She looked at her husband with a confused look,

" Mad??" kinanti's voice shrank, hoping her husband would take over to talk to her sister.

" It's okay, just say your opinion, baby." said Damar nodded, it feels like he also wants to hear his wife's opinion on this, only later he will add if necessary.

" On what basis do you want to marry Dinda?" ask a question mark, please,

" I don't want you to make decisions based on your disappointment and emotions,

life is not easy..

if you'd known, he had deep wounds too?" Kinanti looked at Yoga seriously, he really did not want his best friend to be made into an outlet.

" You don't play with Dinda, I'll protect her as much as I can, so don't try to vent your frustration on her?!" added Kinanti in a higher tone.

Damar embraces his wife,

" i let you talk with a cold head. So let's talk well." Damar said,

" but mas? does it make sense to bother us and to no avail, now that he wants to marry my best friend?,

don't you think this is weird?" Kinanti convinced her husband not to easily believe in Yoga.

" That's true, but what happened to Kuta has passed. Try now give Yoga a chance to talk.." Damar looks calmer than Kinanti.

" Speak..!" kinanti's voice held back.

Yoga nodded slowly, though,

" It's true what he said, at first glance people will think I will only make Dinda as an escape, but what I feel for Dinda is not an escape,

I feel like there's been a match between us since I met him again in Bandung,

I can't explain how the feeling process came, though,

tau tau.. that feeling came to ambush me just like that.." explained Yoga while bowed.

" I don't agree!" push the Winnings hard,

" your intentions are bad!" kinanti is still hard.

" What did I feel yesterday was just an obsession, a sense of disbelief because I ended our relationship badly?!

but after I made a big problem with you guys, I just realized that what I feel is not love, but the sense of not accepting because I still want to be considered and privileged?!,

so please mbakyu..be wise?!

don't I also deserve to be happy mbakyu?!"

" There's nothing in the way of your happiness here, you can marry anyone, but not Dinda?!"

" mbakyu?, man can judge,

but God is turning his heart..

am I wrong if I want to be happy and take care of Dinda? she is a woman worthy of love.."

Kinanti grew increasingly furious at that, in her mind filled only with her frustration at Yoga for having made her and her husband quarrel for a long time, and now, for her, Yoga simply said that he would marry his best friend, according to Kinanti this all makes no sense, and his heart was really opposed.

" You are not worthy of Dinda, you are selfish and selfish, I don't need to tell you what your selfish attitude is,

You who from the baby live comfortably, will not know the difficulties of Dinda?!"

" i know what difficulties he has lived, I know how patient he is behind his always fierce figure,

" Ah, know where you're having trouble with Dinda, you can only fuss with her a long time ago!"

Yoga breathed heavily, trying to stay calm.

" Makyu look.." Yoga pointed at the end of his blue and injured left lip.

" This is the wound I got from the commotion along with Dinda's ex-husband.."

Sontak Damar and Kinanti immediately noticed where the wound was mentioned, and sure enough, the wound was seen, somehow since Damar and Kinanti had not seen it, what because Yoga was more often downcast.

" You? where did you meet?!" ask Kinanti quickly, though,

" Of course I went to her house a few days ago, when her ex-husband and mother pressured her to get the two together..

she was even appreciated with only a house and a shop.." obviously Yoga was still upset to remember the face of Dinda's ex-husband.

" You mean?!"

" if Dinda wants to come back, she'll take the house and the store.that's all I hear.."

" no! he if he refers to that guy he'll be stepped on again?!" firmly Kinanti was worried mixed with anger.

" Daddy?!" I looked at her husband,

Damar, who had been a listener, began to talk.

" You were hit and didn't reply?" ask Damar about Yoga.

" Of course I'm replying to you, where might I shut up..!"

answer Yoga.

" Good.I won't admit you're a brother if you let people beat you up and don't reply to you" Damar continued,

" How do you even talk about it?!" Kinanti interrupted,

" Eh. that's important." asserted Damar calmly.

" Here you go, it's good we are patient first while diving into his feelings and waiting for Dinda's response as well..

Yoga, you must not grusa grusu.introduce him to your son, for not only will you live with him..

when a single father gets married, then the happiness of the child is the priority,

it is important to find a wife who not only loves you, but also loves your son..

and for my dear wife..

no, don't get angry..

speak well with your friend later, ask him what he wants. There will be no problem if he is not interested in Yoga,

if Dinda is comfortable with Yoga..

you must not impose your will by blocking their relationship." said Damar mediate, he did not expect his pregnant wife was noisy with Yoga,

and according to him, what he said was the best thing for now.

" But I feel. if I think too long..

I'm afraid, Dinda will be possessed by someone else." Yoga's voice was anxious.

" Who.. do you now realize that Dinda is beautiful and a lot of people's lyrics?" kinanti tangy.

" You know the man who always accompanied Dinda in bandung?

dinda's neighbor named Alfian? that young man who is more gallant and younger than you?

he also put his heart on Dinda, and Dinda did, too,

he was already planning on proposing to Dinda, just waiting for YA from Dinda,

so it's impossible that Dinda likes you, then,

give up and find another woman..!" Kinanti got up and passed away, leaving Yoga with a complete expression, startled, agitated and confused.

As for Damar, he just smiled to see his wife's behavior was once ketusnya to Yoga.

" How can your wife be that sharp as her tongue?" luh Yoga with hands placed on his forehead, as if there is a heavy thing weighing on the mind of Yoga.

" Don't you understand why he's acting like that to you?" say Damar casually,

" i'm sorry for my mistake? yes the time Mbakyu kept a grudge on me??"

" well. the name is a woman's feeling, it's hard to dive in. Come home, go to sleep.."

" But..was that man really that time?" Yoga is curious,

" well.he does often meet Dinda, not infrequently they talk every afternoon.it seems Dinda did put her heart on him.." explained Damar.

Yoga was silent to hear that, in swiping his teeth agitated, how could he have just started, but there were already two men as a great threat.

" How to go?" his tanyanya was confused at Damar,

" what?" Damar is relaxing, like intentionally making Yoga think hard.

" A glance I see.. the man is not that brave why mbakyu exaggerate?" Yoga grumbling.

Damar laughed at the look of Yoga anxiety.

" Sports that many om.. Your rivals are still young." mocked Damar like enjoying the anxiety of Yoga.

" Such as it's not just om om??!" yoga Protest with frown in fret.

" It doesn't matter, my wife loves me..

do you know the song Yuni Shara?

that one...

now or in fifty years I will still love you..

so, his tone? wrong right?" suhut Damar while singing small, he was right on the wind now, making Yoga could only cluck annoyed at hearing his singing.