Love Lembayung Dusk

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Dinda's struggle now began when she was able to take care of her ex-husband's son, but of course, with the help of Ratih's Grandma, Bik Susi, and also the nanny who was then coming with the lawyer. Like most babies, Malik always cries for his mother.

At first, it was clearly not as easy as taking care of a child who could talk. If the child is hungry and thirsty just say, or when looking for his parents just call mama and papa. However, this was a baby who could only whine and cry without being persuaded.

She, who had never cared for a baby all day until night, deeply felt how hard it was to calm down Malik who did not stop crying and did not want to be with anyone including his nanny.

Slowly, but surely ... Malik who continued to cry until the hiccups finally began to want to drink milk from the bottle and fell asleep in Dinda's arms due to fatigue.

Dinda also asked the nanny Malik about the state of the baby a few days ago, and the answer is not much different from the situation now that always crying. However, said his nanny, Malik is more fussy than this time when the first day left the mother for good.

Wanted to complain .. but this was his choice of accepting the baby willingly. Maybe because of his impatient desire to have children, until he accepted Malik without a second thought.

Don't ask how the whole Dinda family reacted, especially Mita and Vita. Opposes. That one word is what is said by both. However, Dinda still tried to convince everyone until they resigned with his decision to adopt Marvin, whose name he has now changed to Malik.

That's what happened to Malik every day for up to a week. Dinda felt very tired and overwhelmed, because she had to wake up every night to care for Malik who still had to adapt to the people and surroundings. It could have been if he had wanted to ignore Malik. However, behind the word tired and tired, there is a special pleasure when the baby is sound asleep in his arms.

"Why? Tired?" Candra immediately gave a soft massage on Dinda's back, when her wife had just returned from Malik's room and was sitting on the bed.

"Hmm," muttered Dinda, enjoying the gentle massage Candra gave her.

"Should we just send the baby to the parlor?"

"Don't dong, Mas! Kasian, right, Malik," Dinda quickly replied and her eyelids opened to glance at Candra who was behind her stage her protest mark not only with words, but also from the texture of her body.

"Finally, you now have no time with me. Because of the care of the baby, you are also less restless," complained Candra immediately stopped massaging and immediately lay ignoring Dinda.

"Elleh, elleh .. there is a jealous apparently," said Dinda chuckling as she joined her body.

"It's not just jealousy, but I don't like it when you're not doing enough just because of the baby" Candra pointedly looked.

"Yes, yes .. now Malik is not fussy anymore. I can already rest and bear, you," one kiss Dinda gave on her husband's cheek after saying so.

Of course it made Candra surprised and instantly happy. Before Dinda moved away, the burly hand had already grabbed her and kissed back on her lips.

Wanting to do more and more according to instinct, but suddenly the desire of both was held back by something that was about to come out of Dinda's mouth.

"Uwk," cried Dinda restrained while withdrawing and closing her mouth.

"What's wrong?" panicked Candra was worried and immediately got up as Dinda ran quickly towards the bathroom.

Without lingering Candra also followed Dinda, and how surprised he was when he found his wife vomiting.

"This is because you are less restless. It gets in the wind, right," Candra's nagging helps rub Dinda's smug neck.

No response from Dinda. He was still busy spewing out the last remaining food that entered his throat.

"Huh," Dinda heaved a sigh of relief. Slowly she came out of the bathroom with Candra guiding her.

"Now you, istrahat! If Malik wakes up again .. let Mbak Cici just take care!" candra's orders are firm.

"But, Mas," Dinda protested, "Malik has started to feel comfortable with me" he added.

Candra shook her head, then pushed Dinda's body slowly to sit on their mattress.

"Mas has complied with your willingness to take care of the baby. So, now it's your turn to do the same, Mom."

Dinda could not say anything including rebuttal. Because, Candra has already thrust a glass of water that is on the nightstand in front of her mouth.

A sip, two sips, three sips. The glass that originally contained clear water with a full charge was instantaneously a toilet was not left in just a few sips.

"But if tomorrow I'm better and the rest is enough ... I'm gonna have to let me take care of Malik, okay?" greeting while handing an empty glass.

"We'll see later," responded Candra who immediately made Dinda's lips manyun.

"Ahh, Mas Bara is not fun," he chose to lie down.

"So you want something fun?" goda Candra while smiling a mystery and directly overlapping Dinda.

"Massss," whined Dinda spoiled while rebelling petty.

"Wait a minute!" candra said while thinking, and stopped Dinda's action, "your stomach is fat, yank?" he said a little down to glance at Dinda's stomach while supporting her body so as not to really fall on the body of the wife.

"What time?" under Candra's confinement, she also paid attention to her stomach.

So busy with the presence of Malik, to the extent that Dinda did not pay attention to his physical changes that slightly changed. However, it was not only because of Malik, but indeed his loose clothing that made it imperceptible, and disguised. Plus, Dinda began to miss consulting with the obstetrician.

"Dangerous, huh Mas? What if I'm fat?"

Candra chuckled at Dinda's sweet lips and immediately landed a kiss.

"Add sexy," whispered Candra who immediately get a pinch, because so shy.

"Yes," called Candra slowly ignoring the pain in the waist due to a moment's pinch, "as I recall .. You haven't been here for a long time. Right, right?" Dinda returned her husband's gaze for a moment, then focused on looking at the ceiling as if remembering something.

"If it's not wrong, two months is the same this month," Dinda replied after finding answers to Candra's questions.

"Don't ... are you now pregnant, yank?" Candra immediately got up and sat facing Dinda while looking at her curiously.

"It's not good, Mas. You see, I've used a test kit, and the results are negative."

"When did you wear that? Why don't you ever tell me, me?" scottling firmly.

Dinda grimaced and gulped, when she realized that she had been too tired to mention things about which she had ever used a pregnancy test.

"It-it-it ... last month, Mas."

Candra immediately rose up without saying a single word, making Dinda flutter. She was afraid that her husband was angry at her, because he did not tell her about the pregnancy test.

"Mas, where are you going?"

"You stay there! I'm going to go."

"Where to go?" intercept Dinda panicked, holding Candra's hand that was about to open the door algae while carrying the car keys.

"You buy the testpek" replied Candra briefly.

Dinda melogo heard the statement. She was panicked and worried that her husband was angry, but Candra wanted to go to buy something she still had.

"No need, Mom! I still have it, the rest of that time."

"Yes, you're wearing!"

"But Mas .. said the instructions for its use, the package was more accurate in the morning."

"How many pieces do you have?"

"Emm, if not wrong, five," said Dinda origin.

"Yes, you have a lot too, just wear one!" have Candra relax, "hunt," he urged without giving Dinda a chance to refuse.

"Yes, yes ..," he went to the nightstand and took the thing he was going to take to the bathroom.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, four minutes, five minutes, until shortly thereafter the sound of Dinda's pull came.

"Yetoo."

"Why, yank?" panic Candra, and increased panic because Dinda lazy to cry while squatting.

"Don't cry!" entertain Candra, "it's okay if not sustenance" he added while hugging and encouraging his wife.

However, instead of Dinda stopping crying, she started crying more and more. Candra was still trying to persuade Dinda, when she spoke instead, "people have been given sustenance, too."

"what sustenance?"

"Oh positive," responded Candra casually, "hahhh, positive?" her sciatica just subconsciously broke down her embrace and held both of Dinda's shoulders, staring in disbelief.

"Alhamdulillah," he said thankfully also dissolved in the novelty of his wife. They also hugged tightly.

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"Enak times yes, if now eating rujak," said Dinda suddenly while holding Malik in her lap, when she was gathering with Ratih's Grandma, Bik Susi, and Malik's nanny in the garden behind the house.

"Morning, Nope. Are you sure you want to eat rujak?" Susi is squeaking and feels weird.

"In the refrigerator there are young mangoes just as kedondong, right, Bik?" in other words, Dinda's question already represents the answer that is sure to want to eat rujak in the morning.

"Yes, there's Non."

"Seek for help, yeah Bik. Make rujak!" pinta Dinda who was immediately embraced by Susi.

"Love chili ten, Bik," he continued.

Susi soon passed making what Dinda asked for. After half an hour, Susi came with a plate full of slices of young mango and kedondong that had been seasoned sambal petis and beans.

"Please, Non!" Bik Susi put the dish and glass filled with drinking water on the round table where they gathered.

"Let Den Malik, same me Non," said Cici, Malik's nanny.

Dinda handed Malik to Cici and immediately ate her order.

"Emm, nice bik, '" he said.

"Come on, Bik, Ma'am, get eaten!" tawar Dinda on the sidelines of his chaw.

"No, Non. Let Miss eat," refused Grandma Ratih to represent.

"What, don't you want?" all three are shaken.

"Yes, Adin ate alone, huh?" again, they nodded in unison.

Dinda so enjoyed the spice voraciously without feeling sour and spicy, while the three humans in front of her were horrified to imagine the spicy acid that fused in the tongue of her master.

"Oh, what's Non Adin, pregnant again, huh?" susi whispered to her mother.

"Like, yes," replied Grandma Ratih still watching Dinda who was quick to swallow slices of young mangoes.

"Ahh, very good to use, Bik," said Dinda feel full.

How not to be full, the fruit of a plate full of it is exhausted ludes are not left eaten by him.

"Non," call Susi in doubt.

"Yes, Bik."

"Miss ... pregnant, huh?" ask Susi.

"Hehehe, got caught huh, Bik?" reply Dinda asked who instantly made everyone smile happily.

"Allahamdulilah, so be it, Non?" also Granny Ratih make sure and reply Dinda with a definite nod.

"Congratulations, Non. May Nano and her baby be well, yes," the three people who accompanied Dinda congratulated him in turn.

"Thank you all."

The sound of the cell phone ringing from Dinda's phone, stopped their conversation.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma," said Dinda after reading the caller's name.

"Yes, Ma. After lunch, I asked Mas Bara to check with Paulina's doctor" Mita found out because Dinda told her that night.

"It's okay, Adin will give news to mama, the result," he said after letting his mother talk.

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

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"Congratulations, Sister Dinda. Her pregnancy had already entered ten weeks," could not be described in words, how happy Dinda and Candra were at this time, when Paulina's doctor confirmed her gestational age.

"Allahamdulilah," thank God both are happy.

"There is happy news again, nih," exclaimed the doctor, immediately the two were silent, "the baby was two," continued Paulina smiling and immediately transmitted to Dinda and Candra.

"God," amazed Dinda, "our babies are twins, Mas."

"Yes." Yeah."

"It's lucky, Dinda. Once it can, straight two," Dinda nodded confirming.

"Maybe it's my in-laws, Doc, that's why twins. You see he's a twin," a smile kept tucked away on Dinda's lips.

"It's not just papa, it's also about me, yank" said Candra.

Dinda looked on not understanding.

"Well, it's a twin, huh?"

About half an hour, now the second is finished with the examination of Dinda's pregnancy. They were also immediately saying goodbye.

"What did he mean. Mas?" Dinda raised a question that she had not understood since then, when the car started to go.

"So, what?" throwing asked.

"That's it, Mas. Yang Mas said, 'not just papa, but also ngutin me'," Dinda repeated Candra's remarks while in the doctor's room Paulina.

"Oh, that," responded Candra casually, "i've never told you, have I?"

"What story?" confused Dinda.

"On my twin, Bari."

"Don't you have a twin?" peekik Dinda was so surprised, "never tell me."

"That means you know dong now, huh? So, no need to tell a story anymore" said Candra while focusing on driving.

"It must be a story! I'm, right, curious about Si Bari. He's your brother, or your brother, Mas? So why never tell a story? Feelings, I've never seen a photo of you two? Where is he now, Mas?" so many questions that Dinda asked to satisfy her heart.

"I answer one-on-one, yes," Candra lyrics for a moment, "first. Is he my brother or sister? And the answer is, he's my sister. Second one. Why have I never told you? Because there is nothing special to tell. Thirdly. Why have you never seen our photos? That's because we never took pictures together. And fourth---."

"Why have you ever taken a photo together?" cut Dinda impatient, and demand an answer.

"The answer's in number four, baby. Because Bari died just born."

"Innalillahi wa innalillahi rojiun," she shrieked, "sorry Mas, I don't know," he regretted.

"It's okay, honey. Kan, indeed I never told you," said Candra smiling and holding Dinda's hand gently.

Dinda smiled, even though her heart felt bad for offending her husband. However, she tries to deny the mood in order to enjoy her long-awaited pregnancy.

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Assalamualaikum says. Thank you to those who have followed Dinda's story. 🙏 The birth story of the twins I want to make a Strory chat. So, wait for the twins in a different story, yeah! I am also working on a new work that has nothing to do with the first and second works, but I apologize in advance, because the new story will not be released this month. Hehehe, please save the chapter first. 😁

Wait for the twins' birth announcement here, yeah. I'll tell you later if it's okay. Thanks again, wassalamu'alaikum. 🙏☺