Damar For Kinanti

orchids on the porch of the house

Yoga carries a large tote bag containing brownies and some chocolates.

He divided him equally among all the workers in the clinic, from his doctor colleagues, nurses, OB, to security guards.

" Wow..what is this good news?" ask the dentist and the pediatrician on the second floor.

" hehee.." Yoga simply replied with his smile to the two equally curious beautiful doctors.

" so stingy information anyway doc?!"

" it has been. work work.." said Yoga smiled widely.

Yoga went into the pantry, he put the rest of the brownies on the table, he put the rest of the brownies on the table,

" For whom?" ask the senior,

" Doctor ika, weni, and doctor ahmad," replied Yoga kalem,

" Your wife is pregnant?" ask the senior, but Yoga tells no one.

" Why know..?" Yoga sparkling,

" your face that shines like the sun tells you everything,"

Yoga smiles shyly,

" thank God, positive, "" there was a sense of happiness rising in his chest as he said the word 'positive '.

The senior was happy, he patted Yoga on the back.

" That means it's okay, right?"

" unfortunately not yet." the look of Yoga returned sayu when he remembered Dinda's attitude was still like an enemy to him.

" Lho? is your wife unhappy?? heard it??"

Yoga is slow, though,

" He didn't realize he was pregnant, nor did I intend to tell him,

let him realize it for himself.."

" Lho? how come? why then?" the senior was astonished,

" The condition of our household is not good..

after all, she insisted on saying that she couldn't get pregnant,"

" why does he think that? ever had an accident?"

" in the mistreatment of her ex-husband, her,

and her ex-husband teamed up with her parents to lie to her,

what makes him sure is that there are irresponsible people who help them to reinforce the lie.."

" goal??"

" maybe my wife is desperate and not asking for a divorce,

it is also possible that no other man would approach my wife.."

" Wahh...the crazy ones..Is there a person like that??"

" there are, including my in-laws,"

The senior shook his head, though,

" How can her parents approve of your eventual marriage if she agrees more with your wife's ex-husband?"

" Enough to be my secret.." Yoga smiled wryly at a glance,

" With me is still your secret? don't complain next time?" the senior protest.

" I threatened them." replied Yoga with a heavy sigh, remembering the two parents of Dinda, suddenly his heart was upset.

" They've sold and cheated his daughter, I'm threatening to put this into law if they don't give up my wife for me.."

" Wahh.. Tumben are you so firm?" the senior laughed,

" It's my future business, I won't budge on anyone this time..

I'd like to see if they hurt my wife, too,"

" hemm it's good that you act like that..

then..

why don't you just tell your wife about her pregnancy?"

" he's unstable and hates me, I don't want him to be emotional and do what he doesn't.."

" Oh your mind, yes it is impossible.."

" I have to watch everything, I have to watch everything,

because a while ago I did something very disappointing and hurt her.."

the senior fell silent, he seemed to be thinking.

" Well, maybe he'll be happier when he realizes himself when his stomach has begun to grow..

but you have to be careful..

afraid he's doing strenuous activities.."

" you can usually cheat your wife so. ckckck.." the senior clucked in disbelief,

" this woman really changed you huh." she said again,

Yoga smile, yoga smile,

" From the beginning of knowing him, my emotions have been made up and down by him..

at that time, I was dating his best friend..

I think there is no other woman who is more suitable for me than her.." said Yoga.

The senior captures sincerity in the word Yoga,

a feeling that is considered shallow because of a short meeting, a,

it turns out to be so deep and deeply rooted in the heart of Yoga.

Dinda sat on the porch of her house, piercing the orchid hanging with its beautiful waving flowers.

While chrysanthemums are placed lined below, the,

fresh and beautiful..

Adinda leaned her back and closed her eyes while enjoying the wind around her gently caressing her cheeks.

" Hey.. Adinda.." call a man in a soft voice.

Dinda's eyes were wide open and kept her back away from the back of the chair.

" Y??" call Dinda in disbelief, this man is suddenly in front of her.

" Why don't I hear your car??" asked Dinda directly, because indeed he did not hear the roar of the car at all.

" My car's there.." Rakha pointed to his car which was parked beside the road.

" I see you're relaxing, I don't want to bother you with my arrival..

I guess it's enough to just look at you from afar, but it turns out I want more.."

Dinda was confused to see Rakha standing before her.

" Sit down quietly, are you still sick??" asked Rakha sitting on one of the patio chairs, her hand handed her a bouquet of white roses.

Dinda's stunned, though,

" Accept..I think it's natural to visit a sick person with flowers or something?" Rakha commented on the sweet smile.

Dinda would not accept the flowers.

" This is also my soto package next to the campus, you used to eat two bowls at once..

can it still be??" Rakha put the parcels on the small table beside Dinda.

" Ka.." call Dinda kalem, please,

" Yes Din..." Rakha's approaching, though,

" i can only be your friend, not for others." said Dinda making Rakha pensive for a moment,

but soon the man smiled, and,

" You're still sick, don't think about anything." replied Rakha.

" I don't want you to be hurt and misunderstand me?"

" I won't misunderstand, you rejected me from the beginning because I myself like to play women where..

if may..

if there is a chance..

I want to be a good man who takes care of and loves you..

I know there is no me in your heart..

but we can't predict the future,

even though you always pushed me away..

I'll keep going back to the same place..

watching you, while waiting." said Yoga sighed Dinda and kissed her palm.

" look at you. Just getting thinner, you know,

how can I think well of your husband if you continue like this..

You've been getting pretty in a few years..

but you're also getting fragile..

Adinda..

we know not a year or two..

I'll try to match your steps..

just so you're happy..

I even want to be a shadow..

if that's the best thing for now.." Rakha grasped the pale hand with a heart.