Damar For Kinanti

mama Dinda

Once again Dinda's patience was tested, Vania came back, she brought all kinds of goods and toys to take Bagas' heart,

but Bagas could not be seduced easily, he did not even want to approach Vania in the slightest.

" No way!" snapped Bagas at Vania who was trying to embrace him.

" Mama Bagas ya mama Dinda!!" this time Bagas' voice was louder.

Dinda who heard that from inside the room can only look glass while harboring her feelings.

" Bagas..?! papa never taught Bagas to speak loudly or act disrespectfully like that, quickly apologize.he was your mother Bagas.." the voice of Yoga sounded restrained, the voice of Yoga sounded restrained, he was very confused by the situation he was facing now.

Her ego refuses to tell her that Vania is the biological mother of her son,

but he did not want to be a liar, Bagas must know the truth because Vania suddenly showed her face and asked to be admitted.

Bagas did not care about the words of his father, the boy strongly rejected the presence of Vania.

With half-running steps Bagas entered into the room and ran to hug Dinda.

" Mama just throw that aunt out! that aunt always comes here and bothers me?!" Bagas was crying in Dinda's arms.

While Dinda was only speechless, her hands tightly hugged Bagas.

" Mama?! why are you silent, ma?! mama??!" protest Bagas with his tears that melted endlessly.

" Mama's boy bagas right? Mama's boy, right??!"

Dinda nodded slowly,

" of course, my mother's son." replied Dinda with tears that began to fall.

His heart was very sick, really sick, the woman was indeed Bagas' birth mother, but she could usually come this way.

Vania. Bagas' birth mother did not even criticize Dinda when she first came to this house,

he felt no need to talk to Dinda whose status was the mistress of this house.

" Let her sleep with me tonight" Dinda told Yoga, who began lifting her body.

" He fell asleep exhausted from crying, just leave it here." said Dinda again, but not restrained by Yoga, the man still carried his son and moved him to his own room.

Dinda was silent, but it was clear that Dinda was pressing herself to calm down, she did not want to make trouble, it was enough she saw the tears of Bagas today, she was tired and wanted to sleep as soon as possible.

Soon Yoga returned to the room,

seeing Yoga walking towards the bed Dinda hurriedly got up,

" where are you going? don't be like a child." Yoga grabbed Dinda's arm,

" so now my flaws are starting to show?"sahut Dinda with a stifled voice,

" don't make me dizzy, nobody talks about flaws, stop making them. Should you be wise to help me find a way out?" yoga did not let go of his wife's hand.

" me? ngada mengada? well. I'm a woman who likes to make things up, so now let me go.." Dinda tried to break away, but Yoga held her hand tighter and tighter.

" Stop.. grow up..?! you're acting like I'm an impressionable man, though,

like I'm a guy who's easily persuaded by women?!" firmly Yoga.

" Don't that be?"

" What is that?!"

the atmosphere was silent for a moment,

" that's it. I shouldn't be here.." Dinda again releases the hand of Yoga, but instead of releasing Yoga instead pulls Dinda's body.

" You jealous?"

Unexpectedly the word Dinda that made the anger Yoga rose,

he lifted up his wife's body, then threw it a little rough on the bed.

" Think before you speak, do you deserve to judge me as such?!

that woman is Bagas' real mother!

I slept with him like you slept with your ex-husband!

but the difference is that I never loved her in the least, from the beginning of the marriage until our marriage was over!

you know exactly who I loved back then,

and now you also know exactly who the woman who filled my heart is?! what is my purpose in living?!" the man's anger finally exploded as well.

" You look down on my love for you, I hate it!" Yoga stared intently at his wife who was glued to the bed,

dinda's tears just melted away looking at Yoga's anger.

" For weeks you've been cold to me, and every word you say so sharply hurts my feelings..

you think I'm not hurt?

am I ready, Sister? should I explain how confused I am about all this??!" the sound of Yoga was so loud in Dinda's ears, that Dinda's tears were flowing more and more.

Seeing that Yoga suddenly realized his rude attitude.

Approaching his wife and slowly sitting next to Dinda,

the previously sharp gaze, now returned sayu, the sentence that was previously so loud..

now it starts to sound slow and hearty.

" I'm not flabby.I just hit the fact that Vania is Bagas' mother and I shouldn't get in the way of their meeting..

if you can choose, I want Bagas not to meet with Vania until anytime..

so then..

never compare yourself to Vania,

you're more everything..

you're more worthy of me..

it's a big mistake to be jealous of her.." Yoga sighed at his wife's face, and wiped away the tears that were still left.

" I'm sorry.I'm guilty of being less assertive..

but never leave the room and let me sleep alone when you're angry..

maybe other men can take it..

but I can't.." Yoga put his head on the shoulder of his wife who had just sat quietly on the bed.

Dinda was silent, but her eyes spoke so much,

the disappointment is not yet gone, the tenderness of Yoga can not drive away his worries, he said,

even the attitude of Yoga even makes it more hurt.

Yoga thought with his words of regret Dinda would soften, and throw away her frustration.

" Lho..? your tears are getting louder, Din??" Yoga who felt the shock on Dinda's shoulder hurriedly raised his head and looked at his wife.