Damar For Kinanti
I don't want to get married
" Don't work him?" ask Winda to the mbak because he can not enter the house.
" it seems like the schedule today mas Yoga entered the afternoon mbak.it may still be sleeping." replied the madam who took care of Bagas.
" wes piro iki's clock? (what time is it?)" Winda.
" Yes, let him wake up, work is not his business, he is old! sampean accompanied Bagas only mbak, he said he wanted to go to his aunt," said Winda.
" Oh. nggih mbak.."
" but in order to keep an eye, mbak, his wife Damar is pregnant because, the danger if Bagas asks for a sling or naughty?!"
" yes, Missus." replied the nanny obediently.
Yoga moves, but his arms are heavy.
Curiously the man opened his eyes slowly,
her smile broadened as she found Dinda asleep in her arms.
But his smile gradually disappeared as he saw how moist Dinda's eyes were from crying for quite a long time.
" It's my fault I made you cry." murmured Yoga.
On the trunk of Dinda's hair, on her kisses Dinda's forehead many times, until she opened her eyes, and found herself asleep in Yoga's arms.
" Go back to sleep." the voice of loving Yoga,
instead of falling asleep again, Dinda's eyes were wide open,
and soon after Dinda shuffled, she was really embarrassed to remember the dawn incident.
It can usually be treated like that, but it can still sleep in the arms of Yoga.
I don't know, because he's tired or he's comfortable, he just fell asleep.
Yoga got up from the bed and opened the wide window curtain.
Apparently the sun was high, he could see his nanny who was playing with Bagas and Kinanti on the terrace of the house of Damar.
Yoga turned his gaze on Dinda who started to move.
" Here look.." Yoga again raised Dinda's body to face him, like holding a child.
" You're sorry but you're like this again?!" dinda Protest.
" Let's see." The sound of calm yoga, lowered the woman in front of the big window.
" That's my son playing with your best friend." obviously Yoga smiled happily as he pointed at the front porch of the Damar house, for some reason this morning it felt bright and happy for Yoga.
Dinda was silent,
" Pity me. I often left him. So he was more than happy to be with my brother..
especially if it's the same mas Damar and mbakyu. he nempel once.." said Yoga hugged Dinda from behind, but Dinda immediately release hugs Yoga with difficulty.
" Stop touching me here?!" dinda's voice arrived sharply.
" Do you think because I'm a widow you can be as good as it is?!" added Dinda.
" God, Sister?? how can you think that?" Yoga was shocked, it turns out that Dinda has not forgiven him, how could he arrive to be cynical like this, but he was very sweet when he just woke up.
" What because it was dawn? you think like that?" tanya Yoga confused how to calm Dinda who suddenly turned into cynical.
" I'm wrong. I won't defend myself, but I don't know why I'm like this to you??"
Dinda did not dwell, Yoga tried to get closer again but Dinda always retreated away.
" Task Kinanti have I ever been like this to her? he will answer never..
even. to Bagaspun's mother..
I only touched him a few times because of my duty as a husband..
I've never been this wild..
you know I'm a man of high manners..? I really appreciate women..??"
" oh. So it's my fault? make yourself wild and violent?
can I draw a conclusion?
you're acting like that because you think I'm a cheap woman who's easy to seduce?"
" stop Dinda?! don't insult yourself just because of my fault?
it was purely my fault as a man, I couldn't help myself because you just kept refusing to believe my feelings..
do you know what? I was so unsettled when I found out there was another man waiting for you..?"
" Stop?!" dinda was resolute as Yoga approached again.
" I will take responsibility for every touch I touch you." said Yoga,
" I don't want to" said Dinda,
" you mean?"
" I will be back in bandung in a few days, I also have no intention of getting married in the near future,
and I hope, don't bother me as long as I'm with Kinanti here."
Yoga was astonished, when last night Dinda had time to return his kiss, he did not refuse when he hugged Dinda tightly, but why is it now so?.
Yoga is sluggish,
" It's true? you like that guy Alvian?" yoga's voice began to calm down, he tried to control himself, not to be ignited by jealous flames and act recklessly again.
" Don't take Alvian, he's got nothing to do with it,"
" Who said no, you turned me down for liking him more.."
Dinda growled, this man really made her feel so stupid, she felt like she was being played with.
" Me and Alvian have been friends for years, she never sued me like you?! he never even asked for a physical touch like you!" firmly Dinda.
" So I? just me?" tanya Yoga looked at Dinda seriously.
" I don't understand what you mean!"
" I can feel you returning my kiss last night, and you're also hugging me in complete submission..
am I hallucinating? or do we really feel the same way? it's just that you're ashamed to admit it.." said Yoga on target, piercing Dinda's confidence.
The woman's face was red,
" You crocodile!" sternly Dinda directly walked away from the Yoga room,
he did not want his feelings captured by Yoga.
With a hurried movement Dinda went into the room in his place and took his travel bag.
" A shower first? what would you say if you saw you come out with this look from my house?" Yoga blocked Dinda who was walking towards the living room.
" Care what?! let people know what you're doing!" firmly Dinda.
" You're the one who's gonna bear the shame of coming out like this, aren't you? even my family will judge if you've slept with me, do you want to be judged carelessly?" Yoga stands blocking the door.
Dinda snorted in annoyance, what Yoga said was true.
" Bathe first." pinta Yoga calmed down, and without answering Dinda immediately turned around and went to the room.
Damar was busy checking the reports as his HP rang,
" yes, baby, I'll be home at lunch." replied Damar,
" Go home now?! home now?!" kinanti's voice was angry.
" What's up?" asked Damar frowning.
" What am I doing home?!"
" Yes yes, I am going home now." replied Damar immediately put the report paper and got up.
The living room was cramped for Dinda, Kinanti looked at her with a glance, a view that Dinda had never gotten before.
" You look at me like a suspect." Dinda's voice was slow, she looked so lethargic.
" Didn't you see my house? you just have to walk around for a while and knock on my door, but why are you even sleeping at the Yoga house?!" tanya Kinanti did not accept when she knew her best friend was sleeping at the Yoga house.
" I didn't even sleep." muttered Dinda, she did feel sleepless, it felt like she had just closed her eyes at dawn.
" What?! didn't you sleep last night?! you you? you're with Yoga??" Kinanti who heard Dinda's murmur misunderstood.
" Ah.your mind is bad.I didn't do anything.." Dinda was tired of explaining.
" Dear?!" the sound of Damar's footsteps came into the house, a little surprised the man when he found Dinda sitting languidly on the sofa of his living room while his wife was standing before Dinda, just like a prosecutor.
" Lho? when's Dinda's mom?" ask Damar kindly.
" Should you tell me let me get people to pick me up?" damar.
" Daddy?!!" Dinda did not answer, even the voice of his wife who was usually calm arrived shrill.
" Daddy??!!!!" call Kinanti again while sulking, she pulls up Damar's shirt with a look of annoyance.
" What the hell is Nan? shame on Dinda..?" whispered Damar, thinking his wife was deliberately sulking and spoiled.
" Dinda sleeps at home Yoga mas?!!" pekik Kinanti pulled Damar's shirt tighter.
" sthat mean?" Damar really could not digest the situation, he had just entered the house, and was attacked with confusing sentences.
" Call Yoga here mas?! call here?!! let me take her hairpins!!!"
Damar was wide-eyed, what was this, why his wife was this angry, Damar was trying to understand.
" Are you sleeping at Yoga House?" asked Damar with a heart when he began to understand the situation.
Dinda just sighed while nodding.
Seeing the nod of Dinda Damar directly looked at his wife while gulping spit.
Damn Yoga.I must be angry too! inner Damar.
" Patience, dear.be patient first.drink water first.let me call Yoga.." Damar calmed his wife who was still pulling her tug in anger.
