For Sale My Stepfather

Chapter 26

Prok ... prok ...

The sound of applause was very boisterous, everyone congratulated on the success of Dika opening a culinary business in several places.

Today Dika also inaugurated one of his stores by cutting ribbons, and will operate from tomorrow.

His father and mother were proud of his son, Dika managed to build his own business without the help of his parents and two brothers. Because indeed from the beginning he did not want to be helped, let alone borrow the name of his parents for the business.

“Dika, Father and Mother are very proud of you. I'm sorry I ever doubted you,” he said patting his son on the shoulder.

He smiled and hugged his father for a moment.

“It's just the beginning, Dad. I also have not enjoyed the results,” sahutnya then took turns hugging his mother.

Dika invited his parents to taste his food, including people who inaugurated his shop.

The father did not expect that the food his son sold was very good, although the price was very cheap but did not taste cheap.

“Dika, the food is very good. Where did you find this recipe, son? I remember your late grandfather, he used to be good at cooking like you. But he was gone before you were born. He has the ambition of having a big shop, you have realized his ideals nak.”

Dika just smiled at the praise from his father, because the first time also the father praised him.

After the inauguration ceremony was completed, Dika and his parents returned home using one car only. Because Dika does not have a car, even though the father wants to buy it for him. But he refused, because he was more comfortable to wear the bike.

“Dika,” call his father.

Seeing the son daydreaming looking out the window, he saw him busking at the red light. He remembered Dea, where Dea had several times with him busking before deciding to work as an art in the luxury house.

“Iya,” sahut Dika looked a little surprised.

“What do you think?” tanyanya her father who sat in the front seat.

“I don't think of anything, Father.” Back to looking out.

Although Dika did not tell it, the father felt that there was something that Dika had hidden from his father.

“Dika, do you not want to get married? You're old enough to get married, son. Dad is old, before leaving Dad would love to pet a grandson.”

Dika smiled wryly.

“Dad why ask me? Why not just ask your sister to get married, aren't they more than enough to get married!” reply Dika, a little dislike because he asked when to get married.

Neither of her two brothers is married.

“Sorry, if Dad offended you with what Dad said just now. Your two brothers are busy with their business, so there is no time to find a soul mate!” his weakness.

“Dad often asks, but the answer is not want to get married in the near future.”

Dika breathed a heavy sigh.

“Why don't you find a soul mate for them? I'm sure they won't refuse,” suggested Dika.

His father seemed silent, he got the idea from his son.

“Good idea too, actually Dad is afraid to match them because today is not like old times, where they will immediately receive an arranged marriage without refusing,” said his father.

“It's not wrong to try, Mas. Maybe they are very busy, so there is no time to paint a couple.”

Dika seemed to nod, agreeing with his mother's words.

Dika looked back to the outside, after their warm conversation was over.

“Dea, why is it so hard to forget you? I don't know what spell you gave me? How are you, why didn't you tell me if you were married?!” he murmured in the heart.

“May you be happy with your choice, I can only wish you all the best, Dea.” he added again inwardly as he closed his eyes with a heavy sigh.

“I promise this is the last time I think about you again and try to forget you. I'm afraid if this feeling is forever there for you, goodbye Dea.”

Which mother would have seen her son who had been a street busker and also became a porters.

***

Dea seemed to wake up late, she felt her side turned out her husband was not in bed anymore.

“Mas Vino is gone? What time is it?” muttering as he rubbed his eyes, he glanced at the wall clock already at 10:00 p.m.

“Jeez, why am I able to wake up this afternoon? Huh ... My head is so heavy!” her frown twitched her temples as she sat out of bed.

Slowly Dea stepped into the bathroom to clean herself, because every day Dea was asked by her husband to take lunch to the office.

Because Vino has started to get used to the food made by his wife with a different menu every day.

Finished cleaning himself and dressing and putting a thin patch on his face, he stepped down the stairs to get to the kitchen.

Dea also saw Bibi who was cleaning the terrace of the house, but she smelled the aroma of cooking from the middle room.

“Who is cooking? Did Aunt forget to turn off the stove?” his murmur accelerated his steps towards the kitchen.

Arriving there, he saw Diana's back that was slightly swaying due to the movement of her shrewd-looking hand stirring up the cooking.

“What are you doing?” tanya Dea sat on the chair facing Diana.

Diana looked surprised, as she heard Dea's voice without hearing her footsteps.

“Dea, you surprised me. Huft ... My heart is almost out!” by holding his chest.

“I'm cooking for Mr. Vino, because usually he's the one who satisfies lunch. But, it's noon time you haven't come out of the room. Because previously Mr. Vino called from the home phone number,” he said speaking at length.

Dea smiled, without any suspicion.

“I'm very grateful to you, for helping me,” in a voice that still sounds weak.

“Why is your face pale? Are you sick?” diana asked, looking at Dea's face ashen.

“Just a little dizzy. I will help you,” Dea said to move on.

Diana held him back.

“No need! I mean, you just sit down, let me cook. It's a very easy job,” he said did not allow Dea to help him.

Dea nodded, because her head was very painful.

“How was the show last night? It must have been very festive, I'm sorry I couldn't attend. After coming home from the hospital, I went to bed,” he said lying, even though he knew very well if Vino did not come because he was busy with himself on a hot bed.

The deg!

Dea recalls last night's events, and she waited for her husband but did not come until she decided to go home.

“Very festive,” said softly without feeling her tears flowing quickly she removed it to be invisible to Diana, because she thought Diana should not know this.

Diana was silent for a moment, when she heard Dea's voice tremble withstanding the cries.

However, he returned again with his cooking activities without caring about Dea's heart at this time.

Finished cooking, Diana began to put it in the food box and placed it on the table right in front of Dea.

“It's done, now it's your job to drop him off.” With a floating smile, being happy could cook for Vino.

However, Diana looked at Dea's face which still looked pale.

“Dea, your face is still very pale. Have you taken any medication?” tanya's a little worried.

Dea nodded, she was about to get out of her seat. However, he felt so dizzy that he almost fell, lucky Diana quickly caught him.

“Dea, are you okay? You better take a break, let me deliver some food for Mr. Vino. This is also as a sign of my gratitude to him, this is all I can do to repay his services.”

“Diana, I'm afraid to trouble you.”

“No! Not at all, I'm even very happy to do it.” Smiling, let alone imagining last night that they did.

“Alright, that is if you don't mind. But if you're tired, I can ask your Aunt to drop him off.”

“Do not!” diana replied quickly, making Dea frown in wonder.

“I mean no Aunty. Look, Auntie looks really tired. Moreover, his age is old, let me just.”

Diana's words had a point, she also saw if aunt looks tired.

“OK, if that's what you want. Once again I thank you,” Dea said she was very lucky to have a friend like Diana who was attentive and understanding to her.

With a spirited step towards the exit, he was very happy to meet Vino at the office. Because this morning he had not seen Vino, because he woke up too late.

While Dea took breakfast for him because he wanted to rest for a while in the room after breakfast, let alone his lackluster and tired body this morning.

While feeding food into her mouth, seeped in her mind remembering her husband's clothes that smelled of female perfume.

She did not accuse, but was suspicious of who her husband had met last night.

It was on her mind to check the cctv in this house, with whom her husband met last night. Is her husband really sick, or is there something to hide. The reason is his housekeeper said that if Vino after returning home from work there is no more out.

“Dea, what are you thinking?” ask the aunt who had called her since.

However, Dea was so busy with her thoughts that she did not hear Aunt calling her.

“Oh sorry, Bi. I didn't hear it,” he said feeling guilty.

“Iya. Oh yes, sir leave this for you.” Give me a jewelry box.

“What is Bi?” tanyanya took it from aunt's hand.

“Aibi also does not know. But Mister just said if give this to you,” he said.

Dea slowly opened the jewelry box, appearing to be a red ring with a small white paper that wrote an apology.

Dea smiled at the small writing, making aunt also happy to see Dea was smiling again.

“See Bi, mas Vino gave me a ring and also an apology.”

“Yes, Aunty is also happy. You're lucky to have such a caring husband, Mr. Vino accepts you for who you are without thinking about status.”

Dea nodded, then tried the best ring on her ring finger.

“Beauty,” compliment Aunty.

However, it did not hinder his intention to check the cctv. So that she is calm if her husband does not do what he thinks right now.

***