
A few years after the incident, Dhini lived on the top floor of his ruko. His house was given to Nia's mother and children as a thank them for what they did. Although they did not want it before, but because Miranda's mother continued to force it, Nia's mother finally accepted it.
Davin who is in Jakarta often come to Medan, meet with his heart or at the same time take a business trip.
It is not easy to have a long distance relationship with your partner. Many obstacles are faced, occasional fights between the two. But because of mutual trust and understanding between the two, making small tempests a lesson in life.
Double D Cafe "d&d" is now more developed, there are three other branches. One of the branches at the train station is managed by Doni and his sister, his mother's son Nia. The other one at the airport is still held by Dhini.
"Assalamualaikum.. surprise" Davin who had just arrived at the airport immediately entered the room of Dhini who was also there.
Dhini who was focusing on his laptop immediately circulated his gaze toward a voice that was familiar to him "waalaikumussalam..., bang Davin ?"
"You're busy no yank, lager brother. He left early in the morning just eating bread doang" he said walking closer to Dhini.
"Kok brother did not tell me to come anyway" said Dhini grumbling.
Davin then rattled Dhini's hair gurgling "ten-uluuuh. Ntar aja deh if you want to mengambeknya, tenenin brother eat first yuk ah. Davin immediately stuck out his hand and was greeted with Dhini.
Still around the airport location, they chose fast food. Davin who was already very hungry made him lazy to choose a place far away.
"Dhin, follow brother to Jakarta yuk" said Davin interrupted his feed.
"When are you back ? I miss my mom, too, three months ago". Answer dhini enthusiastically, because it has been three months he was busy completing his lecture.
"The plan is tomorrow afternoon, brother wants to take a plane at night, so the house will immediately rest" he explained.
"Keep brother here in what order ? suddenly, I didn't know me anymore. I'm not here, how do you try ?" he answered while chewing fried chicken dicocol sauce chili.
"Hmmm... yes in order to meet you, why ? can't I ?" davin answered back with his question.
"Or don't-don't youuu..." Davin narrowed his eyes staring intently at Dhini while shaking the chicken thigh he was holding.
Dhini immediately grabbed the chicken thigh piece, chocolate it with sauce and devoured it "don't think that's not true, suudzon's name"
Davin snorts to see Dhini devouring his last piece of chicken "huuuh..."
"Abang wait here yes, I take the bag first" Dhini passed leaving Davin who was still sitting leaning on his chair.
Dhini took his bag into his room, while reassembling his slightly messy desk earlier. Being used to living alone makes it independent to do many things, ranging from small things to big things.
Now Dhini who was once a spoiled child begins to turn into an independent child. Life does teach us many things, experience makes it a lot to learn to appreciate the efforts of people.
Bruk !
Dhini did not realize that Davin was behind him, watching him. "Abang... Why follow here ? I just finished a little bit, will we go to the shop so that all brothers rest in my room aja yuk."
"Abang kangen very much with you Dhin. Brother can't stay away from you for long" Davin hugged Dhini's body.
"When are you ready to get married ? Brother is still waiting for you, brother hold your words first. If you're ready, you're asking your married brother."
"Uluh-uluuuh, so sweet my husband-to-be" she still remains in Davin's arms.
"Sabar yes dear brother.this is also I just want to say to brother, so I want to join brother to Jakarta tomorrow. Let's talk to mom and dad too" he continued.
"You're serious, aren't you prank me anymore, are you ?" Davin let go of his embrace and looked at Dhini's face.
The embarrassed Dhini immediately pulled Davin's arm out "already yuk ah, ntar our kesorean. The story continues at the shop."
With a flowery heart Davin continued to comment on the smile all the way to the shophouse. Do not forget they bought orders mbak Sari to the electronics store.
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