DESTINY LOVE DERAN (Dehan Rania)

5. Holidaying

Our full day was a walk through the city of Jogjakarta, from the culinary until I learned Central Java dance. Dehan also unceasingly took my photos and videos while dancing

"Son, that's his girlfriend ?" ask someone next to Dehan

"My wife sir"

"Waaah... It's beautiful, still young"

Dehan smiled looking at Rania who was dancing.

"Thank you, but we haven't had a baby for two years married sir"

The fathers immediately pat Dehan on the shoulder, because he was once in the position of Dehan who was waiting for the presence of children.

"Son, you were married for ten years and have not had a child."

Dehan was immediately stunned and listened to the speech of the man next to him.

"I decided to divorce her, then remarry another woman who could conceive. Then I lived happily with a child"

Said the man while pointing at one of the half-old women on the stage.

"Dance coach there my wife who is now. I used to be depressed because I wanted children and threw away beautiful women for the sake of offspring, but after that I did live happily but my ex-wife even committed suicide. He was my first love and I still love him"

Dehan doesn't know what to answer, he only notices the father's story.

"Please son.. Don't follow your ego, just follow your heart. Look, your wife is so beautiful do you want the wife you love to have the same fate as me ?"

Dehan shook his head

"No sir. Until I don't want to part with Rania! She's a good woman and can satisfy me"

The man only laughed a little at Dehan's frightened behavior.

"Haha... I saw your sincere love from his eyes, don't take me seriously I have an edge in the spiritual field but don't trust me too much"

The father had moved from his seat because he was called by a dance coach (his wife), did not feel it was finished. Dehan was still sculpted by his father's words, until Rania touched Dehan's soft shoulder.

"Mas Dehan?"

Dehan is shocked by Rania's arrival

"Have finished? You hungry? Want to eat what?"

"I want to eat gudeg"

Dehan obeyed me, we stopped by one of the restaurants with a typical atmosphere of Jogja. While we were eating a meal, suddenly Dehan's phone rang a message notification sound. Since Dehan was going to the toilet I read it.

DEG!

My heart suddenly felt tight when reading the incoming message on Dehan's phone. Who is this baby sinner ? Why did he call me barren? She should understand how I feel, she's a woman too.

Dehan came back from the toilet and looked at me with a strange look. At first I was so happy to have dinner with Dehan tapj suddenly my mood was ruined! I stopped feeding the food on the plate and my mind went crazy somewhere.

"Why not eat?" ask Dehan

I was lazy to look at Dehan's face, then he held my cheek.

"Why? Am I wrong?"

"OBVIOUSLY WRONG!"

I said while shouting to make all eyes on us.

"Darling... Don't get angry here, continue at the inn? Forgive my wife everyone" Dehan apologized to the diner with a smile.

After Dehan ate, he pulled my hand out but I pulled him over and walked myself into our car.

"Dear why are you angry? PMS huh?"

I didn't say anything back until I grabbed the phone in Dehan's pocket. He had refused, but because Dehan glared accepted resignedly. I opened the woman's chat earlier but when I looked for her the contact was no longer on Dehan's phone number list and the contents of the message. I did not give up just like that, I kept looking for all the contacts on Dehan's phone even checked his google but nil, username baby sinner was not found.

...'I felt like I saw it on WhatsApp. How come there's no one?' my inner...

"Search what? Seriously very late to deck that eye" said Dehan relaxed with a small laugh

Dehan remained patient, he didn't even return my snaps. Rather than continue like this better I ask to the point

"I'm looking for a contact named baby sinner"

Our car that was on the road suddenly Dehan braked suddenly, fortunately there was no other vehicle behind us. It caused my head to slightly bump into the dashboard of the car.

"Aaahhhh is sick" I said, holding my head

Dehan was instantly stunned for a moment then looked at me, then he snatched his phone.

"You can't read anything. It's privacy, I never even checked your phone" Dehan replied in a slightly irritated tone

"That's who's mas? Why did she say that I was a barren wife? Since when, huh?? Since when have I been barren! I can still get pregnant"

After saying that I immediately cried loudly in front of Dehan. I really remember the last message that the woman mentioned barren, automatically Dehan has also participated in calling me like that especially in the message earlier it seems like they are very close.

"Don't talk about it, we're on vacation!"

Expressionlessly he drove his car back to go home to our inn. I didn't want to open my mouth at all, Dehan also had no effort to tell me who the woman who could talk badly to me was.

Finally we arrived, I went straight into the room and locked the door before long my tears dripped and cried as much as I could while covering my face with a pillow so that his voice was not too audible by Dehan.

The sun welcomes me from a dream, I am blurred because the eyes of the spring will not pray at dawn. I went out of the room and saw Dehan who was still sleeping soundly, even he was snoring. Because I was still curious about last night's messages, so I stole Dehan's cell phone he kept at the table. When I was about to reopen it but failed because Dehan had changed his password, I immediately slammed it into the chest of Dehan's field.

"Aargh"

Dehan woke up with a pillow face while holding a cell phone over his chest.

"It was so hard to wake me up"

No matter what Dehan said, I went out to get breakfast and breathe fresh air. I met some people here they smiled at me very kindly, it seems like I feel at home if I stay here. Until both my eyes caught the merchant who sells Jogja special porridge *Burang (rang-rang* porridge)

"Sir I want one huh? The other one's asking for it in a pack"

"Ngggeh mbak"

Whatever I hurt Dehan, he's still my husband. So I will continue to serve him even though Dehan has hurt my heart this time. I enjoy sweet porridge for breakfast alone while breathing the fresh air in Jogja, many people pass by to exercise and some are just relaxing. But as I looked towards the inn, suddenly Dehan was running towards me while waving his hand. Of course I threw away my face.

"Why don't you take me to breakfast with you, baby? You still mad at that message?" ask Dehan

I don't want to reply to her, I want to have a quiet breakfast and see a more beautiful view.

"Sir, the porridge that this girl asked for was not wrapped. Just eat here"

"Nggeh mas"

This morning I started with Dehan's flutter with the style of a thousand love languages, but I wanted to calm my troubled mind. But it seems like my plan failed because Dehan didn't want to get away from me.