Glass Flakes

A granddaughter?

"Lo really likes Talita?" Dimas to Andra.

"Emm" nodded Andra steadily.

"Hhhhh" Dimas exhaled his coarse breath. "No need to race. Do your own business"

"It can't be dong. I promise you tomorrow we race" Andra protested.

Dimas also let Andra who was still grumbling because of the protests. He prefers to enjoy fried chicken orders rather than serving prospective fighters for his sister.

"I'll wait in the arena tomorrow!" Andra is still trying.

Andra had known the arena since she sat in the High School. That's where he knew Dimas who he knew as the older brother of Talita, his schoolmate. The popularity of Dimas made Andra who at that time put his heart on Talita also undoes his intention to date the girl. Well, too cowardly indeed. He would rather keep his feelings than face Dimas the king of the streets.

Until finally, either got the courage from where Andra ventured to compete with Dimas, and asked for something that could be said to be quite ludicrous for Dimas. How not, Andra asks Dimas to grant her permission to approach her only sister if she wins. Dimas who did not really consider the seriousness of Andra's speech also agreed with the young man's request.

Andra also increasingly forgot his goal when there was not a single match he won from Dimas. The goal of approaching Talita evaporated just like that turned into an ambition to defeat the street king.

The flash back end.

Dimas drove his car carefully on his way home. He stared at the girl who was asleep beside him with a smile adorning his lips. He did not know what would happen if he persisted with his stupidity and obeyed his wife's request not to see him. Maybe if there was a school that taught about women's language, she would be happy to follow it.

The clock hand pointed to the number five as he parked his car in his yard. Dinda who felt the car he was riding stopped also opened her eyes confused.

"It's very quiet sleep" said Dimas rubbed the head of Dinda.

"Well, have you arrived?" Tanya Dinda looked around.

"Yes, let's go down"

Dinda was just about to step foot when Talita came out the door with a bang. The girl ran and hugged Dinda like she had been separated for years.

"Aaaaa,, kangeeeennn"

"Oh,, well,,, Lita, this tightness" Dinda tried to let go of Talita's embrace.

Dimas who saw it also approached the two and outlined Talita's embrace of his wife.

"What a Ta, what a hell" Dimas pulled Dinda's hand to stand next to him.

"Hilliiihhh,, big brother. Lita is kangen" trying to grab Dinda's hand back and pushed aside by Dimas. "Ck, what the hell is so stingy. If it wasn't for Lita, sister wouldn't have been able to do this either"

"Emang why Lit?" Sahut Dinda was curious about Talita's words.

"No papa, let's go in first" Dimas's cut prevented the conversation from going further.

"Hhhmm, scared, right?" Talita stared cynically at Dimas. "Originally know Din, if not threatened with papa, brother Dimas will definitely not pick you up".

Deg

Litaaaa,, fuck this kid. It also improved after being destroyed. Watch out!!!

Dimas immediately noticed the look on his wife's face that began to stiffen.

Dinda looked at Dimas with a murderous look. Without saying a word she sauntered into Lita's hand and left her husband still silent in his place.

While Talita, arrogantly he embraces Dinda and walks into the house with a triumphant face.

Hahaha,, rasain lo!

Days pass. Dinda is back with her teaching activities. After college, Dinda with Talita and Maya also took the time to stop by her in-laws' salon. Especially, in addition to getting free care of course.

Salon owned by Ambar mama is arguably a salon that is quite famous for the upper middle class. Various types of treatments can be obtained very completely in that place. Dinda herself is not a girl who likes to spend time by undergoing treatment for hours in the salon. He came to the salon in-laws, only if the mother herself invited him or Talita who asked to accompany him.

The salon looked quite crowded at the time. Some socialite mothers are seen undergoing expensive treatment while gossiping. Yes, what else do those mothers do when they gather besides gossiping.

Before choosing the type of treatment that will be in his path, Dinda and others took the time to meet the mother who was talking with her customers at the time.

"Eeehhhh, your children have come" welcome mom to see the three girls she knows.

She welcomed her two daughters and kissed her right and left cheeks as usual. While Maya, she was quite salim aja with the beautiful mama.

"Maya ngutih again aunt" said Maya pleasantries.

"Just relax May" mom patted Maya's shoulder gently. "You want tretment what baby, hm?" Instead of embracing Dinda.

"Sister Dinda was the one who was asked. The one who came here was Lita" sewot Lita.

"Yes-yes, all of you. I'm jealous" Mama put on Lita's beard.

"Where is your son-in-law Mbar?" Ask a customer suddenly.

"Ohhh, yes jeng. Here son" Mama led Dinda closer to the source of the voice. "Know this is Aunt Andini, mommy's friend"

"Adinda aunty" Dinda kissed Andini's hand.

"Punya mantu gorgeous gini kok diumpetin heck Mbar. When was this marriage?"

"Older, you are the only one who is new now" said mama.

"Waaahh, I'm ready to be grandma dong ya"

Dinda began to feel uncomfortable with the conversation. It was the same every time he was introduced to his friend-in-law.

"Yes doain aja. Dinda is still in college"

In the midst of a boring conversation, Dinda was excused to catch up with Talita and Maya who had already left her.

Dinda entered the room for facial treatments that she often does with Talita. There was Talita who was lying there with a series of treatments on her face. While Maya, she knows herself enough by just choosing facial only.

On the sidelines of the treatment he lived, Dinda was still mingled with Andini's words that he had only known a while ago. Her mind was re-remembered by the figure of her husband Dimas.

How do you want to be a grandmother if you are aja Dim aja cuek rich.

Dinda herself was confused by Dimas's attitude. For two nights he slept in the same room as Dimas, but not a single man was moved to touch him. Even when Talita complained about her pickup drama yesterday, Dinda had a snack and planned to sleep in Talita's room. But the man seemed ordinary without preventing it. I don't know what her husband's mind is.