Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 30 Help.

...'People sound more fun when they close their mouths than they do when they vilify others.'...

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Day after day has passed, the day of Eid is getting closer. Dinda's agile anxiety piled up high began to evenly and lag far behind.

Tonight, the five days leading up to Lebaran is a time when his idah has even. Almost forgot, but Adit contacted and reminded him of the promise that Adit would make after Lebaran.

Flattered, obviously it is. The promise that Adit always said and the attention that poured out perfectly for him, broke through the fortress of his feelings. Dinda is now back to hoping for a wedding.

After receiving the news from Adit, the corners of his lips incessantly expanded. Makes Kaamil who noticed, astonished himself.

"After the session, brother? Smile to yourself" said Kaamil.

"What, anyway? People see tivi too," replied Dinda trying to be mediocre.

"Yes, kali ... see tivi that makes mewek, even a smile? There's no sane, that's his name."

Instantly the sofa cushion hit Kaamil's back. The one slammed with a pillow instead laughed, because it glanced at the pouting face of the perpetrator.

"Why are you Brother, gil4?" salak Dinda was angry.

"The end .. it's another sad story, brother. Yes, make me laugh?" kaamil said it was still accompanied by laughter.

Dinda watched the screen showing a soap opera, one of the private channels, where someone was dying and made her family cry hysterically.

"You guys, the sound is bigger than tivi," said Mother Vita, coming with a steaming plate of fried bananas.

For two days they have been living in the house of Mother Vita. They contacted the sister of his mother, to live together because they were lonely without their presence.

"Yes, Dad was surprised," said Al's father joined from the workspace.

"Hehe, that's because of Brother, Dinda. Kaya, I'm not already ..." haven't had time to finish his sentence, a pillow has landed on his face.

"Shut up!" snapped Dinda.

Instead of being angry, Kaamil laughed. "Khahaha," laughed guiltlessly enjoying Dinda's defeat.

"Udah, it's ...! Adin, grab a drink in the kitchen," lerai Vita and tell Dinda.

Still annoyed and pouting, Dinda moved while glancing at Kaamil full of warnings that Kaamil replied by sticking out his tongue.

"Where's Mil, the co-operation today?" al asked as he picked up the fried banana, sat back down and chewed slowly as it was still hot.

"Lumayan, Dad. Draining the brain," Kaamil replied lethargic.

"Loh, why?" Vita chimed in with curious questions.

"Definitely upset because of the chicks, Bun. Hence, draining the brain." Dinda came provoking while carrying a napan.

"Enak .. kok know!" pissed Kaamil.

"Emang, you know!" said Dinda casually, He's replying to Kaamil.

"Really, Mil? Do you have one, girl?" ask Vita spirit.

"Nothing, Mother ... I don't have one, girl," elak Kaamil replied to Dinda with a pillow, but Dinda dodged it and stuck out her tongue.

"Well come here, will you? Recognize Mother," said Vita did not pay attention to Kaamil's answer.

"Nothing, Bun ... nothing," Kaamil said withstanding his annoyance.

"Why drain the brain, Mil?" tanya Al, go back to get the fried banana. Didn't pay attention to the speed.

"Client request, too chatty. The concept has been summarized, but ask to be changed," Kaamil explained, his outstretched hand took a fried banana that had begun to cool.

"That's common, but you've talked about the additional compensation, haven't you?" tanya Al and Kaamil nodded.

"That's the responsibility of the job. We have shown our potential and suddenly the client asks for a change, but if there is a girl. Just spread the bait, guys. Or, while diving, drink water ..." said Al casually fishing laughter, immediately the room was rowdy.

Kaamil clucked irritably while eating his food, with no intention of reprimanding. They laughed even more at the pouting Kaamil, tonight everyone enjoyed the company full of jokes and laughter.

Dinda's parents also shared the news with them, and Dinda has expressed her plans with Kaamil who will travel to Kalimantan to visit her parents on the second day of Eid. Of course, greeted enthusiastically by Mita the Mama.

Just counting the days, then the victory will soon be achieved.

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This morning was not as usual. Rain spots began to participate since dawn, making some people more tightly roll their bodies under a thick and warm blanket.

However, not with Dinda, she had been awake since half-time three in the morning earlier today. If asked lazily, then the answer is of course, yes .. but seeing the tantenya who must cook themselves, Dinda did not have the heart and helped Mother Vita prepare their sahur menu.

Vita did not hire a maid, as much as possible all the homework He did himself. Dinda, who is used to living in Vita's house, knows what she has to do to ease the housework.

All sahur menus are cooked and neatly arranged on the dining table. There are pepes of tilapia, balado chicken, and sweet spicy shrimp favorite Dinda and Kaamil.

The short needle is almost fixed at the number four, and the long needle is already past the number ten. Without being told, Dinda immediately headed to Kaamil's room and woke her up.

This is how Kaamil behaved when going to sahur. Although he was actually awake but He was lazy to move from his most comfortable place, plus the weather that made Him sleep again. Because Kaamil is sure, there will be a reminder and wake him up for sahur.

"Mil ...," call Dinda knocking on her bedroom door.

"Kamil!" Dinda raised her voice, hoping that her sister would get distracted and wake up.

"Name ..!!" dinda's reset is non-stop. He had expected, it would take a lot of time for this effort.

"Namil ...! If you don't wake up, don't blame Brother, will you? Sweet sour shrimp, out!" threaten Dinda's.

In a matter of seconds, the door opened. "Don't, dong," said Kaamil still closed and hugging the door.

"Run, wash your face," Dinda's orders were firm.

With a gontai move, Kaamil complied and followed to the dining table.

"Well, sour shrimp is sweet ...," Kaamil said instantly fresh.

"Eat a lot, and fast a vigorous fast. Only a few days left, we are headed for victory," said Mother.

"Asiap, Bun,"sahut Kaamil.

"Hmm .. but the building is so bad, Bun," said Dinda.

"Learn, males. 'Kan, take his sleep, '" defended Al's father.

Kaamil smiled triumphantly, feeling a sense of defense.

"Bag again, the preoccupation of the lover appears in a dream. Yes no, Mil," continued Al who made Kaamil's smile immediately disappear changed sour and the sound of Dinda's laughter blaring.

"Have a chat .. let's eat first," said Vita.

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All day long the sun is covered by cloudiness. Almost everyone guessed it would rain, but did not stop their work.

Until the afternoon the rain finally fell so heavy, forcing some people and bikers to stop and take shelter. However, not a few also still broke through the rain.

When you stop coming home, the road must be slippery and foggy. Calling people home and saying they'll break up at the restaurant, while waiting at least a little.

Paying attention to the customers, the rain has brought blessings to Dinda. Almost all seats are fully filled. They are people who are caught in the rain and squeezed when they want to break their fast.

Dinda's eyes were still going around, passing all the seats with only a few empty seats. However, it stopped at a person who had just entered.

As the man walked on a chair, took off his jacket and brushed his slightly wet hair, Dinda gasped. He seemed to be watching a movie, which had a slow motion scene.

'Huh, am I enchanted by Him?'

Dinda woke herself up.

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After canceling the fast, Dinda performed the first prayer at the prayer prayer provided at his restaurant.

Not a few customers who participate in the prayer. Fortunately all the prayer equipment for women is always provided, so when needed like this He is not worried.

All the customers, including himself and the priest, went back to eating the food. Blessing on a rainy day, and approaching Lebaran, Dinda gives discounts to everyone.

Clearly everyone was cheering with excitement and enthusiastically eating his ordered dishes.

"So, you're the owner of the restaurant, this?" ask someone as Dinda walks outside preparing to go home.

The rain subsided a little and some visitors forced themselves to go home, only some people who still live there do not want rain.

Dinda looked over and poked up next to him. The man who was a priest, now goes hand in hand.

"Yes, Mas," replied Dinda awkwardly.

"Thank you, for the ride at that time, Mas Candra," said Dinda sincerely. But in my heart it is so shameful.

Shame because remembering the incident when Candra found dumbstruck, and made her embarrassed to face the person. Plus, I was late in saying thank you.

"Together," replied Candra in short.

Dinda was about to continue stepping into the parking lot, but was restrained when she saw Candra standing by the door.

Following Candra's gaze on the falling water, Dinda understood why.

"Let me drive, Mas Candra. Looks like it'll be a long time to wait, shady," Dinda bargained.

Candra silently looked at Dinda and the rain took turns. A few seconds later, Candra made a sound.

"What's not a hassle, you?" ask Candra seriously.

Dinda quickly shook her head, "Take this in return, I. I am more often troublesome, Mas Candra," replied Dinda reminiscing about all that Candra had done for her.

Starting from paying for his groceries, although a little upset at that time. Delivering him home while in the hospital, helping him when accidentally hit by Kaluna, helping from both thugs accidentally, and the last when the taxi tire leaked.

Now that Dinda has just realized, it turns out that so much goodness Candra and Dinda intend to repay by driving Candra home.

"What about my bike?" tanya Candra squeezes Dinda's daydream.

"Let the security guard put it in the side trunk" said Dinda after a bit of surprise.

In this restaurant there is luggage if Dinda wants to die his car. Just like that time, when Dinda was taking Kaamil to the hospital, her car was staying in the trunk of the restaurant.

"Attent." Dinda took her phone and made a call.

Candra listened to what Dinda said to someone there.

"Already, Mas Candra. Later the security guard who helped save it," said Dinda while saving his phone.

Candra nodded in agreement, "Where is the key? Let me that, take it." Candra raised her hand in front of Dinda.

Dinda took the key in her bag and handed it to Candra, "Here, Mas," the key has changed hands, they are ready to go to Dinda's car.

"Which side, the car?" obviously Candra did not want to look around while running in the rain. So, it would be nice to know first the position of the car and go straight in.

"That's it, Mas." Dinda pointed at the car not too far away.

"Come," ask Candra quickly.

Dinda runs in the rain, but she gasps at Candra's actions. Running hand in hand, Candra paddles Dinda from some of the rain using her jacket.

If people who see it must think they are a pair of lovers who are very romantic.

Opening the door for Dinda first, Candra turned towards the side door. Dinda was embarrassed in the car.

No one has ever treated her that way, including her ex-husband. Even Adit too, because it never found rain when with Adit.

Silence ... The atmosphere in the car was so quiet. The awkwardness was felt for Dinda rather than riding a motorcycle.

Dinda threw a glance out the window, watching drop by drop of rain water on the windshield, to reduce awkwardness.

Time goes by so slowly for Dinda, either her feelings alone or indeed Candra's house is very far away.

Candra honked in a big house, not long before the towering iron fence opened someone wearing a raincoat. Candra pulled down the windshield a little bit for the man to see the driver.

Stopping right in front of the house with a carport, Candra went down followed by Dinda who will take over the wheel.

"Thank you for the ride. Sorry if, bother you?"

"Absolutely no trouble, Mas. Then, excuse me," said Dinda, with permission to resign.

Dinda circled the car and passed in front of Candra who was still standing next to the car. After all, Dinda tripped on her own leg and almost fell if Candra didn't hold it.

Equally surprised, Dinda turned her head and looked at each other. For a moment the two forgot that their position was without any distance, even Candra's hand clenched tightly to the small waist involuntarily.

"Ahh," cried Dinda as she straightened her body.

The two are confused as to what to talk about after this little incident, especially Dinda.

"Sorry."

"Sorry."

The two talk together.

"Ahh .. I mean, thank you," larat Dinda quickly, realizing the mistake of his speech.

"Together, thank you," replied Candra in a casual manner.

"Huh." Dinda even bengong hear the phrase Candra.

Dinda realized, that Candra's speech was intended because it had ushered her, not for her embrace.

'Aish.'

"I'm sorry, Mom." Dinda quickly got into the car to cover up her embarrassment. Inwardly, Dinda ceaselessly condemned his folly.

Passing away from the house, Dinda sees that Candra is still standing to let go.

After Dinda left, Candra turned around and went into the tightly closed house. Not yet holding the door algae, but the door is already open from the inside.

Candra's gaze flatly stared at the person who opened the door. He did not expect, would be welcomed by the Woman whom he gave the title of 'Wolf in sheep'.

"Are you close to that woman?" sounds a tone I don't like.

Candra smiled mockingly. "Indeed, Why? Any issues?" he asked as calmly as possible.

"Have you known a woman for a long time, then?"

"Yes," replied Candra shortly as she passed by.

"The coal! You better not get close to him" he said, trailing Candra.

Candra stopped, the reflexes of people following her also stopped.

"What's up, trouble?" candra asked flat and coldly looking at him sharply.

"He has a partner" he explained.

Candra pulled the corners of her lips thin, almost invisible. As Candra knew Dinda was now a widow, she felt no connection to Dinda. The sweat that was put on her, she didn't mind.

"Then? Do I have to be close to a Woman so-called, like you, Kaluna?" candra said spicy.

"Didn't you also have a partner? Even a legitimate couple?" keep Candra quipping.

Kaluna fluttered, let alone denying, her tongue felt faint.

"Bara, you just got home?" Lintang came to greet her.

"Yes, Mas. There's a little work to talk about." Candra leaves Kaluna and takes Lintang to her cousin's study.

'Damn 'Damn. Just look at ... I'll pay it back to the lady, that.'

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