
π»Saturday 09:00 Residence Dimas
"Ting Tong ...."
"Shifa .. please open the door, dear," a booming mother voice called out to her little girl.
Before long Shifa the 10-year-old little girl ran to the front carrying out the decree of the mother allowing the figure behind the door to enter with her.
"Come in, Friss ...!!!"
"Which Dimas??" ask the girl.
"Mas, I don't think it's out of the room yet, it's still bobo" replied the girl innocently.
"Oh ...."
"Who, Honey??" I heard my mother's voice again.
"Mr Friss, Buu ...."
"Please sit in the living room, yes!"
" Mom wait here yes, I call you mas," said the girl.
The mother who heard immediately poured into the living room, looking for the figure of his favorite son's future wife.
"Frisss," called the mother to the woman who had been busy pushing the button.
Fris stood up to hear her voice calling out to her.
Viewed the appearance of the prospective ghost from the top down ...
"Ohhh ..," the mother suddenly touched her chest, visibly holding something in her eyes.
The father who had just returned to cycling to see his beloved standing unstable immediately ran to hug the mother, looked at Fris briefly and returned to focus on the state of his beloved.
"What's with mom, Friss??"
"Don't know Om, suddenly mother came and touched his chest," Friss looks also confused by the events in front of him
"Okay don't worry, I'll take mom to the room, you wait for Dimas here, yeah!!" I tried to win over the girl who looked panicked.
Father deftly carried the mother into the room laid her on the bed and gave her the medicine she needed.
Before long the mother seemed to improve, the mother opened her eyes raised her body and sat on the edge of the bed, approaching the husband who had been sitting staring at her.
"Dad see the performance, Friss?? He was very similar to his mother. I was afraid yahh ..." I heard the sound of my mother pouring in her mind.
"What if Friss also has her mother nature??? I can't see Dimas getting hurt, Dad," I'm still pouring out his taste.
The father clasped the mother's hand, calming her down.
"Mother, don't worry too much. Although Friss looks like Rida but does not mean the same nature."
"Dad look at Friss's clothes, the mini clothes that his mother loved so much, and Bram was so crazy about Rida. What did that woman do, Bram who was so persistent in making a living for her and Friss. He even combined love with another man ... The driver himself, "Give" the emotions still dominate the mother. I'm scared, Dad ...."
"Dad remembers how many times Bram was about to end his life because of the woman who had hurt him so much."
"Already Buu, remember your condition ...."
°°Mother is still laughing considering the events of 27 years ago. He, Dimas' father and Friss's father there were 3 friends since still sitting on campus, until then came the figure of Rida, who was, the beautiful and sexy woman who made Bram Friss' father so infatuated with his face. But somehow mother and father Dimas caught Rida playing with fire with other men.
And Bram several times wanted to end his life even though he always accepted Rida's mistake which very cleverly seduced Bram back with his words.
He and Dimas' father married after graduation and obtained Dimas as proof of their love. Bram marries Rida and has Friss's son.
Life went on normally until Dimas and Friss were 7 years old. Rida returns to her nature, she returns to playing with fire and this time with her husband's driver. Bram seemed inflamed at the time, but his fragile soul returned, the high position that Bram had was meaningless because his love for Rida had mastered it. He again tried to end his life.
Feeling the Creator unjustly gave him destiny. Back father and mother Dimas embrace Bram, remind Friss figure who still needs him ... The innocent Friss ..the little girl who knows nothing is worthy of such a fate.
Bram eventually split up with Rida.
After 2 years, word got out that Rida and her affair man had an accident and both died on the spot. Brampun has reorganized her life to make Friss her life goal .. giving Friss everything she wanted to be a spoiled girl.
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"Mother was worried about Dimas, Well, Bram's actions every time Rida hurt her always thought death wanted to end it all. Looking at Friss's appearance the mother was afraid she acted like her mother and Dimas would be as fragile as Bram."
"Mom, it's just a shadow and a mother's concern. Friss is a good boy, not because of the clothes that you see so liken him and his mother, everyone grows up with their own nature, nothing is exactly the same Buu. And our son Dimas, is he a weak person?? dad thinks Dimas is a strong man. Moreover, Mother provided him with religious knowledge since childhood. I have to be sure Dimas will be able to guide Friss, " Dad said.
Mother digested every word her husband said. Although his heart was a little hesitant, but he steadied himself. Correct ... His son Dimas is a strong person.
"Then what now, Dad?? Friss must be confused right now because she was weak in front of him."
"Mom's improved, isn't she?? let's go downstairs and accompany Friss ...."
Mother seemed to nod at her husband's invitation.
"Dimas hasn't come out yet, Friss?" father asked Friss who was now sitting nearby.
"Not yet Om, Aunt why?" friss said he saw Dimas' mother, who now seemed to have improved, sitting by his side.
"Mom's okay, I'm sorry, honey, you're freaking out" replied the mother sitting next to Friss, her eyes still occasionally staring at the clothes Friss was wearing. A little worry is still there in his heart, but the mother immediately threw the mind back.
"Yes, ma'am .." replied Friss
"Okay, mom's going upstairs to look at Dimas."
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"Astagfirulloh this kid, you haven't woken up yet??" she shakes the shoulders of her beloved son.
"What time is this, Buu??" Dimas seemed to wake up, distracted by his mother's behavior.
"Half 10, Friss is out. Take a shower!!!"
"Hahh .. so fast he came, but he promised 10 o'clock. That woman just interrupted my sleep."
"Hayoo woke up ...," the mother again shook her child's stocky body.
"Yes, Buuu."
"Okay Mom wait outside, don't sleep again, Mas!!."
Mother seemed to close the door and leave the son in her room.
Dimas who had woken up, seemed to be smiling himself considering the overnight hug between himself and Lyra, the sweet, inner girl.
I see a message there, though,
07.00π"Met Pagiiiii, zahttt!!"
Dimas quickly replied..
π"Baggle ....ππ"
π"Surely just woke up huh?"
π"Hee .. yes, what else is Lyra doing??"
π"Wash the shower again get ready."
π"What time will I leave?"
π"Hour 10 passes, another appointment at 11.00."
π"What's wrong?"
π"Angkot only ...."
π"Sorry yes, I can't anter you."
π"gppπ..."
π"Control mom brp hours later?"
π"Hmm, 11.00 hours" (sorry I lied Ly ..)
π"Yauda mas also want to shower, be careful later yes!! Gausah pretty-pretty dannyanπ!!!"
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Dimas seemed to be descending the stairs at this time. The navy long flannel box shirt and black jeans he chose to be his outfit today. White sneakers complement his appearance ...
Seen below the father, mother and Friss sat sweetly in the living room chatting there.
Dimas' sister Shifa was playing barbie in the TV room while occasionally approaching father and mother in the living room.
"Finally down also you, Mas ...," said the mother.
Dimas who had just arrived in the living room was astonished to see Friss' unusual appearance in his eyes.
A softpink knee-coloured dress with the shoulder part left open is currently attached to Friss's tall body. The bulges of his body are clearly visible.
Dimas momentarily lowered his gaze on the clothes Friss was wearing. He focused on looking at his face.
"What clothes is that?? change your clothes, Friss?" dimas said firmly seemed discomfort in his eyes.
"Diema ... What's wrong with the dress I'm wearing??" lirih Friss's.
Mother and father looked at each other watching the drama in front of them, seeming mother restless son felt discomfort that from the beginning had felt his mother, but was forced to hide respect for the girl.
The father, who reads the look on the mother's face, takes the mother's hand and grabs it, invites her to pretend not to see them. And as if hinting at "Let them finish."
"You're going to go to an event in the morning with a lot of guests wearing clothes like this, aren't you?" said Dimas again.
"Didn't you see the beauty of this dress, Mas?" friss.
"If you don't replace it, I won't drive you"
"Dimas ..." Friss's eyes began to look glassy. felt Dimas did not appreciate the dress he chose.
The mother who could not bear to see Friss almost crying approached and embraced the girl.
"Dimas, just let Friss use the clothes he chose, this time" said the mother.
"Mom, hahh. Shifaa, please grab the keys to the car in the room!!" It appears Dimas is holding his back.
"Would you like to take the car?" asked the astonished father, because he saw unusual things from his son, usually very rarely Dimas wanted to bring a car except events with his family. Motorcycle is always his favorite, usually ...
"With Friss's clothes on like that Dimas could let a lot of eyes in the street see it like that" Dimas replied.
Mom and Dad looked at each other and smiled at the answer his son gave, as did Friss who heard it. Felt Dimas wanted to take care of her ....
Dimas and Friss passed.
Shifa suddenly came out of her room in a short skirt and a sleeveless running t-shirt was about to head out.
"Where are you going with clothes like that?" mother screamed holding her little daughter.
"Shifaa wants to go to Dinda's house, Buu."
"Change your clothes first, wear the right trousers and t-shirts!!!"
"But ma'am, Shifaa isn't it just Dinda's house?"
"Replace yes son .. You are a woman, this is aurat everywhere, you know you do not like such clothes to be worn out of the house," mother advised shifaa.
"So Friss can wear short clothes, ma'am" said Shifaa did not want to lose.
"Shifa ... listen to your mother, dear," I chimed in.
"Huhhh ... Father and Mother unfairπ‘," grumbled Shifa while reddening her tiny lips before finally entering the room.
"Huhhh ... Dad, how's this? Hopefully Dimas will be able to educate Friss better according to our religion," said the mother.
"Amiin, we pray yes, Buu .. but I'm glad that at least Dimas would accompany Friss today and as we saw earlier Dimas tried to keep Friss out of the view of people outside, he said, isn't that a form of attention" said the father.
"iyaa .. aamiin, Dad."
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