Happy After Divorce

CHAPTER 3. DIFFERING

The bathroom door is wide open. Before it closes back. Tired breathing through the mouth. Dinar stared at the bed, where Damar had slept with his back. Usually, Damar would wait for him. Tells about many things, problems at the workplace of the husband. Or about the plan ahead. These few months, Damar is very much changed, this man tends to be ignorant and cold.

Both legs look wide towards the bed, around the bed. Sitting on the edge of the lip of the bed, gently rubbing the jet black hair child belonging to Damar. Her lips were high, seeing how handsome the husband was. A gentle breath, slow breathing. Dinar admit, if he really loves this sleeping man. He admits, if love at first sight on Damar. A typical box smile that is able to trap her in charm. The sharp brown eye bead that made his chest not stop pounding hard. Despite having a clear status, the feeling remained intact and lived in Dinar.

"I miss being able to talk a lot about it. Kayak first again, I miss really when Mas laugh with me," said Dinar lirih. "But somehow Mas changed so much. Is there anything that makes you not like me? If there is, I wish Mas would talk to me. So I can change it. I'm, I'm, so scared. Mas's change made the bad feelings haunt me into reality, Mas!" continued Dinar increasingly hoarse.

Her tears melted in both corners of Dinar's eyes slowly, the Dinar's wrath began to fade. Dinar is a woman who rarely and unyielding tears, she is known as a strong and tough woman. Versatile and independent, that's how friends and those closest to them see the Dinar side. He wants to look strong so as not to make loved ones worry. Want to be able to many things, so as not to bother others.

Just like her mother said. She has to be an independent, tough, strong woman. Especially do not rely on many things in men, men do not like to be burdened by many things. That is the handle, as much as possible do not want to make Damar trouble because of it. Not wanting to fuss over money, time he can't give. And many other things.

Dinar pulled back her hand which rubbed Damar's dense black hair child, her palm rubbing onto two wet cheeks.

"Mas! Please, don't scare me any more" he tweeted at the end before he decided to stand up from his sitting position. Step towards the exit.

It feels very tight chest Dinar, if it may be honest Dinar has a deep trauma on a sacred bond marriage. Dinar looks at how easily a married couple's relationship is destroyed, and separated. But Dinar begins to change himself, to try his best for his relationship and Damar. Perhaps, the household of both Dinar's parents could be destroyed. Not that the Dinar and Damar households will experience the same thing, Dinar tries to be positive in many ways.

CLICK IT!

The door was tightly closed, with slowly the two eyelids of Damar slowly opening. The sharp brown-eyed bead stared at the closed door of the room. The bed moves, when Damar's body rises from a sleeping position, sitting leaning on the bed dashboard. He did not sleep, this man pretended to sleep when the bathroom door was open. Who would have thought even heard hoarse and crying sounds from Dinar. This was the first time he had heard the cry of Dinar.

The huge palm rubbed the rough face of his face. "Sorry," muttered Damar.

Damar knew he was wrong, this sharp-eyed man clearly knew his mistake. Heart problems are very difficult to explain straightforwardly, can not love come and go as it pleases? Can live and die. Humans are not really able to control their feelings.

...***...

Dinar was seen smiling widely, as the mother-in-law praised Dinar's dexterity. The Damar family really likes Dinar, because Dinar is very smart in socializing. Very good at taking the hearts of people around him, so many are happy with Dinar. Moreover, this career woman is all-knowing, self-sufficient. To make many mothers amazed by Dinar, of course, the Damar family is no exception.

"Ouch! Bu Sri must be very proud, yes, to have a daughter-in-law like Neng Dinar. Sweet, kind, friendly, smart to do a lot more. So, envy."

The comments of one of Damar's mother's neighbors saw how deft Dinar was in processing food, Dinar's jet-black hair rolled up. Showing the neckline of Dinar's level, who was praised immediately chuckled in shame.

"Oh, of course. Whose daughter-in-law was she? My son could be so lucky. No one can rival Dinar, not even Papa Damar if you are sick again. Usually ask for the same Dinar, already like our own daughter," Sri replied with a proud tone.

At the same time the mothers of the house Damar boisterous, at the neighbors also envied Damar. That can get a wife like Dinar, every to the house of in-laws. Dinar is never without carrying parcels, nor do you hesitate to share to the neighbors of the mother-in-law's house. And smiling kindly at the people, Dinar was also a light-handed son-in-law. Doing her in-laws, never considered herself a daughter-in-law. But a girl who will feel uncomfortable seeing a dirty house, or something that is not pleasing to the eye. The dinar is always positive, making the positive aura of the dinar instantly channeled.

Dinar chuckled, Damar's house was having a proposal event. Dinar's youngest sister is getting married in the near future, tonight is a proposal for Damar's sister.

"Eh! Yes, where's Damar? From earlier it is not visible," asked the mothers berkaster polkadot motif.

Dinar who heard the name of the husband was questioned, halting his activities. With a gentle smile developed, bringing a look at the mothers there.

"Mas Damar Lecturer who is very busy, most immediately until. Wait, just. Nunung's mother can't wait to see I'm friendly with Mas Damar, huh?" Dinar answered by joking.

Again the kitchen sound boisterous by the voices of mothers, though the lips of Dinar smiled widely. And his face looked so cheerful, inversely proportional to Dinar's heart. This woman is not okay, because thirty minutes ago. The husband's cell phone was answered by the voice of a girl, who did not know who. When asked where the husband was turned off unilaterally, and was not actively contacted until now.

Dinar's heart was fiery, but it could not show how furious Dinar was at the moment. Because the main thing right now is his sister-in-law's application event, Dinar will talk to Damar later. Household affairs, of course, are taken care of in their homes.

...***...

The noise in the living room, faintly heard by Dinar from the room room room Damar. People have gone home, the new time showed the blow of twelve nights. Dinar and Damar must spend the night at the Wijayanto family home, Dinar opens the door to the room. The creaking of the open door made the four of them stop arguing, it was seen Amira rising from her sitting position. Amira's face turned red, the twenty-four-year-old girl snuggled into the room.

"Alright, Mom! Tomorrow morning we will discuss. Damar must be tired, let alone Dinar. Dinar from yesterday afternoon help Mama in the back," said Sri with a soft tone.

Clearly Jon was crouching rough, Damar got up from his sitting position. Stepping closer to Dinar, it is clear that Dinar provides a way for the husband to enter the room. Dinar smiled gently at Sri and Jon, her father and mother-in-law.

"Good, night, Ma! Pa!" serami Dinar pamit's.

"Yes, take a break, son," said Jon slowly.

While Sri reviewed the smile when the door was closed, Jon immediately glared at the wife.

"This matter must be finished, Ma! The boy is starting to get crazy. Where's Papa's face going, Ma? If until Dinar finds out," great-granddaughter Jon in an annoyed tone.

Not only Jon, the fifty-year-old woman was equally angry. Sri got up from her sitting position, with a tired face.

"Papa thinks only Papa is like that, Mama is the same, Pa! Shame, Mama," Sri replied no less upset with a soft tone intonation.

Seriate...