In the Virgin Room, Married Duda
Brother is Too Selfish
Dinda saw Dika who seemed to dream more while teaching susi to handle online orders. Seen several times Susi asked but Dika was amazed from her daydream and continued to answer Susi's question
"What's the matter? like so many minds" Dinda's mind when paying attention to Dika from afar.
"Unda, atih antuk" Fatih told Dinda
"Let's sleep inside" Then Dinda invited Fatih to the room usually to put Fatih to sleep. Then Dinda picked up the storybook at the place and read it to Fatih.
Soon Fatih fell asleep in Dinda's lap and Dinda moved Fatih's head to her own pillow
"Surely he was exhausted," said Dinda as she rubbed Fatih's head
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Dinda looked at the door and Dika went inside
"Fatih's asleep?" ask Dika
"Yes bang, maybe he was tired, just came home to have his rest at home" replied Dinda
"Yes, maybe so" replied Dika who then sat beside Dinda
"Bang,, why, brother? Dinda noticed brother kayak daydreaming from earlier" said Dinda staring at Dika
"You noticed brother?" dika asked with a smile on Dinda and dinda stammered
"Ma, Sud, Dinda,,,"
"What Din?" ask Dika curiously
"Abang, don't even flirt with Dinda! Dinda asked my brother" said Dinda was upset with Dika
"Abang just ask what from earlier Dinda noticed brother?" tanya Dika asserted
"Yes, yes," answered Dinda and Dika smiled
"Now answered Dinda bang, what's the problem?" ask Dika
"Beenran you want to know?" ask Dika
"Abaaang,,," said Dinda Long sounding spoiled
"Fatih's mother wants to come back" Dika replied
The deg!
Dinda immediately closed her mouth and her face turned cloudy. His heart again throbbed the pain of hearing Dika's speech.
"Huh right,, his face so different that, understand that brother does not story" said Dika cupped Dinda's face with both hands and now their gazes collide
"So, you want to turn it back on with Fatih's mom?" tanya Dinda was scared
"Why did you ask Dinda?" answer Dinda
"You're my brother's wife now, so my brother asked you" said Dika staring at Dinda expectantly. Dika hopes, Dinda objected to that
"Abang, still in love with Fatih's mother?" ask dinda
"If you ask your brother, since we separated, that feeling is also the brother of the grave in depth. Brother already told you, brother won't want to go back in the same hole. So, brother will not come back with his mama Fatih" replied Dika firmly
Dinda's deathly pale face was now again beaming at Dika's reply.
"So, what's your brother confused about?" ask Dinda
Then Dika let go of Dinda and looked a stroke of confusion on her forehead.
"Abang, confused how to get rid of Fatih's mother from home. If fatih does not allow his mother to stay, brother does not matter, it's easy that brother can throw him away at that time, but, this fatih wants it too" replied Dika
"Do you need Dinda to talk to Fatih?" ask Dinda
" His mother Fatih instigated Fatih, if she could give her cute sister to fatih. What can you do?" answer Dika
"Sister??" ask Dinda
"Yes, Fatih is very excited about it and now you are confused about it. Brother has tried to explain to Fatih, give understanding if it will not be possible because brother is married to you, but fatih instead asked,,, if WE can give a sister for her" answer Dika with a very slow but emphasis word
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Dinda looked at Dika with a confused look. Dinda is still confused by her own feelings, has she loved Dika or not? but the sense of comfort always Dinda feel when with Dika. He did, but he also did not want to impose his own will. Dika looked at Dinda who was silent after she said that
"You don't have to think too hard" said Dika looking lethargic
"Don't know that our marriage was only to save the family's good name at first, but, almost a month into this marriage relationship with you, brother feels, brother is too selfish. Brother,, reneging on this early marriage intention of Din,, "Dika hung up her sentence and grabbed Dinda's hand and held it gently
"Abang, so feeling so comfortable with you, brother wants to build a real household with you. Actually, Brother, I was already in love when we first met"
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Piyeeeeee gaess?!
