Damar For Kinanti

they're like us before

Damar hugged his wife tightly,

" Stop it now, or I'll get mad!" damar's voice was firm, making Kinanti who had been continuously angry since just now silent for a moment.

For a moment no sound was heard, but not long after..

Damar felt Kinanti's shoulder shake, the woman crying.

" Master yourself.It is not right to treat Yoga that way.." Damar's voice was soft.

" They're just like us. Don't know what you are, baby?" continued Damar stroked his wife's back so that her crying was reduced.

" I know very well that you have not been able to forgive Yoga for what he did to us, but he has repeatedly apologized to you sincerely.. I can see it from the look in the eye of his attitude..

you also love Dinda very much. I know that, but it is still not wise if you stand in the middle of them..

I saw serious Yoga with Dinda, so why don't you let her be as happy as we are?" Damar let go of his embrace and wiped away the tears on his wife's cheeks.

" You remember I chased you blindly, just like Yoga is now..

and you rejected me repeatedly..

just like Dinda now..

We always argue as if it is impossible to unite..

deep down we love each other.."

hearing the words of her husband Kinanti glued, her eyes seemed to find something.

It was the viewpoint of Damar, of Yoga and Dinda that he never thought of and calculated.

In his mind he was just alert and alert to Yoga.

Neither can Dinda.

Kinanti dropped her head on her husband's chest, she was so confused.

" Yoga wouldn't be as bold as it was to play Dinda, unless she wasn't looking at me..

Yoga is also not a bastard who runs out sweet as shit..

it is evident by your sanctity that is still awake until you become my wife..

dear.. Yoga is wrong, but it's not that bad.."

" but..why Dinda?"

" why indeed? you want him to be with another woman? who might just expect the comfort of life from Yoga?

I'm sure Yoga took everything into account by choosing Dinda..

she is beautiful, simple and an old friend..

do you know..

some men are actually lazy to get acquainted with new people, they do not want to waste time for exploration and so that wastes time, he said,

better with people who have known him for a long time, and understand his character..

certainly not just an old friend, there is something else that Yoga might find from Dinda, something unusual..

just like when I came with Aji to your house, and accidentally crossed paths with you who were still wearing a white ash uniform,

you who are insensitive may know that I have been in love with you ever since..

so, do not measure the depth of the Yoga heart..

didn't he already admit that what he felt for you was obsession and disbelief..

then why can't you just forgive her and give her a chance to be happy with Dinda?"

Kinanti looks confused,

" Dinda's hurt a lot. I don't want her back disappointed mas.."

" Aren't my wounds too much? but you healed me.." Damar convinced his wife.

Kinanti did not reply, she still could not think of Damar.

" Alright, it seems our son has been quite surprised by the actions of his mother..

so now rest..

we'll talk again.." Damar stroked his wife, then in his cradle, he,

and on the bed, Kinanti.

" Don't go back to the factory here.." Kinanti pulled the clothes of her husband who had tangled it.

" Okay... I'm with you, but let me go out for a minute to see Dinda and Yoga.... huh..??"

Kinanti nodded obediently, then let Damar go to meet Dinda and Yoga.

Damar who walked out of the room did not expect to still find Yoga, because he calmed Kinanti long enough in the room.

But it turns out that Yoga and Dinda are still sitting in their original place, the two of them are not talking, just looking at each other while still.

" He was calmer." said Damar in a calm voice, he looked worried about Yoga.

" I'm sorry that you are too indulgent with her emotions. " added Damar, she is sorry for what happened.

" It's okay mas.." replied Yoga,

" It was from the beginning that I was guilty.it is only natural that mbakyu hate me that much.." continued Yoga bowed.

" He doesn't hate you. It just takes time to believe..

now rest, treat your head if it hurts..

mbak Dinda, please help out with Yoga, there's a medicine box next to the middle room door.."

" No mas, I just go home. I'm a little dizzy.." pamit Yoga got up.

Damar looked at Dinda,

" please take care of her and accompany her." Damar's voice half pleaded.

" Don't be forced mas, he certainly won't." said Yoga with a gloomy face and then immediately walked away.

In the heart of Yoga,

" just seeing me in the pot he was silent.Uspecially told to treat me, he must not be willing.."

the man walked as fast as he could.

" Where is a dizzy person walking this fast?" dinda's voice ranting from behind Yoga's back.

Yoga stopped his steps and turned to look for the origin of the sound,

dinda followed in her footsteps.