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"Sinhug ...."
Until immediately the faces before me shifted to the left and right sides, until it appeared there, wa-ahh Mas Di-mas?? Am I mim-piii???
A man in a white shirt is standing right in front of me. I still feel like I can't believe what happened. Until the figure with the white shirt stepped forward now in front of me.
"Is this how you greet your husband, my dear? What is this, you crying?? Come here..!!!" Instantly the figure in the white shirt pulled my body into his arms.
It's real, he hugged me. Is he be-nar mas my Di-mas??
Holding my head, I stared at the figure who was firmly locking my body. This face .. right, this is my husband's face, I also sobbed and sank my face into his shoulder, I feel a gentle sweep on my head at this time.
Until my brain recalls everything that happened, the heartache that this man did for 2 months, the departure without news that he did, all hurt me so much.
I pushed my body in front of me, trying to let go of the hand that was still locking me.
"What's up, honey? You're giving your husband some distance now, aren't you??" softly spoken words from the lips of mas Dimasku. But tightness and disappointment have taken hold of me this time. I hit the man's body in front of me with tears that continued to linger do not want to stop.
"Bagusss, keep hitting his body, son, blow your anger..!!!! We are also very tired of actually
this kid." The two middle-aged men now walked over to me, with Aldo behind them. Their father and mother were also seen after all this time.
Mom immediately hugged me when we were very close, she said, "I'm sorry, son, I was forced to ignore you because of the whining of this child.
"What is this Mom? What exactly is it??" shirihku.
"You ask your husband" said the mother.
"Mass??"
"Yes, I will tell you."
"Dad, this is my father's gift" and Mayra gave the gift she brought to her father.
"Thank you for your beautiful father."
"This is for you, dear" said Mas Dimas and gave a gift in his hand to me.
"Your return is enough for me Mas, you are present in our midst again is a priceless gift for me" I said as I continued to look at my husband's face.
"This look of yours."
"Give me this my flower..!!!!" at once Dimas took a bouquet of flowers in Firgie's arms.
You enjoy the cake, if you don't tell Aldo to send it back from the store. I want to talk to my wife for a moment.
And didn't wait long, Dimas pulled my arm into the room.
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We're sitting on the couch right now, but Dimas doesn't give up his eyes on me.
"Receive this flower Darling, it can not rival your beauty but at least this is a symbol of the taste of Mas to you," said Mas Dimas while giving 1 large bouquet of roses for me.
"You're good at flirting now, thanks to this very beautiful Maass."
I saw that Dimas nodded with a smile. I have been greeted many times by my face ...
"My wife is beautiful, you look thinner baby. Sorry I made you cry a lot."
I responded to my husband's words with my little smile. Until he pulled my body back into his arms.
"Massn ...."
"Don't let go, I miss you so much. Miss your arms, miss your body's fragrance, miss our company," words I haven't heard for a long time, warmth I haven't felt. Making my mind churned and carried back, I held my arms back to my husband's field body, I drowned my face now on his shoulder and snorted there.
"Take out all your pain and anger, dear, but after this we close with a dark story about yesterday's separation. We go through a new day with happiness. You still want to stay by Mas's side, don't you?"
I nodded and grew sobbing.
I lift up my body, I wipe my husband's face right now.
"What's wrong?"
"Ascertaining my husband's face, I almost forgot your face" I said.
"Sayangg .. " said mas Dimas as he began to sweep my face with his kiss. "It's all still belongs to Mas isn't it?" and I nodded, too. Until suddenly, though,
Oekkp... Ma ma ma ... Oekk ...
"Dirga woke up Mas,"
"Wait here, let Mas take it."
"The handsome fatherh ... Dirga know dad has come home, what Sayangg ... Dirga miss Ayahh too?? cup ... cup .. "it appears that Mas Dimas chattered to silence Dirga while continuing to kiss him and Dirga seemed to recognize the figure of his father, he immediately fell silent while continuing to look at the face before him.
"We're out of the room now yeah, not good with the others. Later we continue to talk again," I also nod yes.
We immediately sat down mingling with the others looking like dad was talking at the side of the Father, Mom was talking to Arini's mother, Aldo seemed busy with a cellphone in his hand, Shifa was playing snake stairs with Mayra and by their side Diyara looked comfortable in Firgie's arms.
"The cake is delicious Dad but want to wait for Mommy to eat it, Bundakan birthday," Shifa said honestly while returning to throw the dice in his hand.
"Have you finished kangennya? Duhh who had not met the nempel for a long time continued to be like a postage stamp," Shifa's tease saw Mas's hand continue to embrace me, I shook my shoulder so that Mas moved his hand but instead of letting go, Mas Dimas further tightened his embrace and pulled my head to lean on his shoulder. And without warning for a moment Dimas turned to me and kissed my forehead in front of everyone.
"Masss," I'm ashamed.
Mas Dimas smiled and held my head back from shifting from his shoulder, sweeping my head afterwards.
"Hemmm," Shifaa's voice again disturbed, feeling uncomfortable with his Mas's behavior.
"Ngapain you? Do you want to be in love like this? Have your lover justify you..!!" babble Mas Dimas teased his sister who seemed to keep glancing at her lover afterwards.
"Already ... already, let's help Lyra cut off Dim's *cake*, already want 9 o'clock mom is tired of wanting to rest, Mr and Ibu Lyra must also be tired after their trip." Said the mother immediately responded Mas Dimas with a nod.
And before long, *Cake* in front of us was split, I cut it into small pieces and immediately I thrust it into my Dimas. Mas Dimas immediately grabbed my ping and pressed his face to one side of my cheek, whispering ...
"Barakallohu fii Umrik my wife Dear, the best prayer is always for you," I immediately replied with a nod.
Instantly the piece of cake landed also into my mouth after I had previously washed the Dimasku mas.
"Mayra's mother also wants to feed Mother," Mayra said to me not want to lose to my father and immediately opened my mouth, "Mayra wants Mommy not to cry anymore," he said it made me want to hug my beautiful daughter for a moment. I also fed Mayra the cake afterwards.
Not long others also eat cake that has been cut into pieces Bik Lasmi to our plates each. We all teased each other, smiled and laughed together as if it was claustrophobic before.
"Ly .. see your babies seem to really like *cake*nya," my mother said towards me while feeding the twin who was combing the lip of the table launched her footsteps. Diyara is in my lap. Seemed to keep smiling while chewing on his mouth cake.
Until suddenly Firgie seemed to approach us who were feeding each other cakes.
"lyr ... Dimas ...," he wrote.
Suddenly my heartbeat was pumping stronger, I looked at my husband and guessed what reaction Dimas was showing at the moment. Didn't want Dimas to suspect my loyalty back, didn't want Firgie's words to upset my husband's heart again.
*What do you really want Gie*, I'm holding my husband's shoulder tight right now. Making sure I'm by his side ...
But my husband looked calm on his face, he did not flinch with the presence of Firgie who was very close to us. Mas Dimas just kept feeding me like Firgie didn't exist. I said later ...
"*What's Gie*?"
"*Do you want to feed my wife anyway*??"
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