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Lembayung Dusk began to enter his complaint, 17:15 at this time and for the umpteenth time my phone again vibrated, no other name Mas Dimas again seemed, but, this man only has his body working but his heart seems to be left with me. I'm opening a message from him now,
π©"What medium? Have pump ASI?"
π¨"Still on process Mass ...," I replied.
π©"Make a lot of stock, so that the twins do not interfere with our dinner later."
π¨"Only dinner right Mass? certainly not long, right?"
π©"Pump only that much.!!"
π¨"Employed."
π©"What are you doing?"
π¨"Diyara is with Dinar's mother, Dirga with Arini's mother."
π©"And Mayra?"
π¨"Mayra is watching this TV by my side."
π©"Oh, okay. Yes, I continued the activity of Mas yaa."
π¨"Waiting bag ... What time is it home??"
π©"Hour 7 in syaa Alloh mas until."
π¨"Okay in waitπ"
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*Tok ... Op* ...
"*T ... Lyra* ...."
"Just enter Mom, not Lyra key really," I said still with my ASI pumping activity.
And come into my room now.
Seemed mother positioning her sitting before me at this moment, her gaze looked solemnly at me. There was clearly something he was worried about at the moment.
"What's wrong, ma'am?" ask me to start our conversation.
"Ly, I was talking to your in-laws, she said that her boyfriend Shifaa used to be your lover was right?"
I also nodded immediately.
I never told my mother about my personal problems. Including my closeness to Firgie at the time.
"Kok mom worried ya, do not worry about what ex-boyfriend becomes sister-in-law. Dimas knows too?" and mom seems to keep rolling her question back.
"Look. When Dimas married his first wife Lyra to Firgie,"
"Oalahh, if they become as much as possible you are far from the man you know Ly" said the mother then while continuing to pay attention to me.
"We're like friends, ma'am."
"Alright, afraid your sister and Dimas misunderstand when they see you, whose name was once related must be many stories that used to be done together. What are you not interested in?"
"No, ma'am. There's Mas Dimas on Lyra's side."
"Good then, but you must really keep the feelings of Dimas, even though he looks relaxed do not know in his heart lest he be secretly jealous," said Mother back.
"Yes my mother dear."
"You're just having dinner, right? Ko pump ASInya a lot, it's enough of that,"
"Kata Mas Dimas pump he told a little question, let's calm down when we come out later."
"Oiyaa, you want advice from mother Ly, if you can not get pregnant again before the big twin. It's easy said your in-laws live add a nanny but still you're the mother, your parents are definitely tired. You are still young, I pity that if you taste your life just to take care of children, it is not complicated what momong child. Especially if it's twins again, don't bother."
Duhh mother, what if you know I do not KB, because mas Dimas can not KB. Just guard yourself said Mas, all this time is also safe because Mas is consistently not made.
"Why are you talking?" said mother back.
"Gpp Ma'am."
"Li ... Lyraa," looks like Arini's mother immediately entered my room.
"Eh there's Fatia's sister," Arini's mother looked shocked at the presence of my mother in my room.
"Lyraa, this Dirga seems to be thirsty. This afternoon I ate a lot. You milkin first yes son," said Arini's mother handed Dirga now my lap.
Kuciumi cheeks my little man's embossed at the moment, and I immediately gave her my ASI afterwards. Dirga seemed to take a very strong sip at this moment.
"Wheeled if nyusu really strong anyway," said my mother.
"Sama Dimas baby used to be strong nyusya really," looks mother Arini chimed in.
"What time are you leaving Lyra?" said Arini's mother back.
"At 7 am pick up Mom."
"Yes you're done nyuin Dirga you're ready there. This is your ASI mother put in *cooler* yes," and before long Arini's mother was not seen in my room.
"Mother Arini seems to be strict, but really good original and all the food Lyra ordered really," said I throw away the anxiety of mother.
"Alhamdulillah then, oya Ly .. after the morning study Mother and Father went straight home yes, the same event employees Dimas, sorry mother can not come."
"Yahh, really bad ma'am," I said.
"Father there is chartered, nganter mothers of studies. Unfortunately if not taken, later they even look for another car and kesususan do not use the father's car how?"
"The money from Lyra the other day is over, ma'am?"
"Still Nok, the money from you is the same Dimas mom went straight to the Bank, take it as necessary. Nook, no matter where you have a family, mothers do not feel good if you continue to bother, wherever you have to have your own income as well. Yes, Dirga has gone well. You get ready there. I want to go to the room ready to pray maghrib."
"Yes, Mom."
"Oh, Ly ...."
"What's wrong, ma'am?"
"Beautiful man, let your husband not turn away." And I look smiling there.
I also shook my head at this time in response to mother's speech.
Adhan Maghrib has been completed, baby Dirga has been sound in his bed while Diyara according to mbak Dinar asleep in the room of Ms. Arini. And it's time for me to clean myself up, there's still 30 minutes, I'm polishing the thin part of my face. And went to the glass cabinet where my toys gathered afterwards. What kind of clothes should I wear, dinner, and beautiful makeup .. somewhat uncomfortable with such words because indeed I almost never had a formal dinner with a Dimas mas before.
And now, I'm still stuck in front of my glass closet. Some of the games I had turned back but felt I had not found a suitable dress.
Gts ... Gts ...
Suddenly I heard a knock from behind my door. And soon there was the voice of a stranger woman.
"Darling ... Lyra .... "
"Yes Ma'am" I answered a call from Arini's mother-in-law and immediately opened the door that limited us.
And immediately my husband's mother was surprised to see me still with my home game.
"Hey, is this honey, you're not ready yet? Didn't you hear the sound of your husband's car coming?"
"Which clothes should Lyra wear, ma'am" I said.
"Sit down..!!!"
And then mom flipped through the robe in my glass cabinet. "Here, put this on. It must be pretty you wear ...."
A coksu-colored dress chime with brocade extended by my mother right now in front of me. I immediately went into the bathroom and replaced it.
"Beautiful, it fits. Now sit..!!!"
"Otherwise Mom?"
"Your makeup is too thin Dear, look at your makeup tools.!! Is this all you have? Why pale color everything you have, you wait here and don't go anywhere until mom comes back..!!!"
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Shortly after, she brought a box back in her hand.
"You will go with your husband, it is necessary to appear colored. Even though you have 2 children, when you go alone with your husband, make it look like you're a girl who just graduated high school, you have to show your beauty so that no one dares to tease your husband behind you, although I'm sure Dimas can't possibly look at another woman besides you. But Dimas would have been happy to see you look different."
And I nodded at every word of my lips as I resigned myself to every thing that my mother polished to my face at this time.
"Nahh, done .. my beautiful daughter-in-law,"
"Now you're tidying up your hijab..!!! Mom wait for you downstairs, remember!!! nothing you delete!!"
And I see my look in the mirror. Ohhh, mother .. bright red color coloring my lips now, eyeliner is so clear, blush also swept my mother, though thin, still I feel uncomfortable appearing colored like this. But mom would be mad if I removed it. I'll delete it later in the car, ahh ... Mas Dimas, will he like my look like this??
I hesitantly set my feet now downstairs .. But there was no figure of the mas Dimas I saw, where was my husband??
"You've come down, son? it turns out that the one who came was not Dimas, but Aldo who asked Dimas to pick you up, there immediately departed no need to think about your children at home, my mother seemed to nod in the distance.
"Where is my husband Al?" ask me on my way with Aldo now.
"Mas is still negotiating with his business partner Ma'am, therefore asking me to pick up Mbak."
15 Minutes drive we arrived to the luxury multi-storey building with lights illuminated around it "GRAND DE ZUHRA HOTEL."
"Why are we going to Al's hotel?"
"This is the address that Dimas gave Mbak, let's come with me Ma'am, I'll take Mbak to where Dimas mas is."
And I follow it as far as Aldo's steps continue to take me. I was in the box room that was heading to the 5th floor at the moment, until the elevator door opened.
A room with the number 305 in front of me.
*A room*?? my inner.
"Please enter Ma'am, Mas is waiting inside ...."
I opened the door in front of me that was not locked, until the door immediately closed by itself..
Yet without color, only darkness envelops me ...
*Mas Dimass* ...
*Are you right here*??
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