Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 50 Protecting.

A black car appears to be splitting the capital's streets in the dark of the night slowly.

The moon and stars did not appear, only dark clouds had extended since the magrib reverberated. A soundless lightning once or twice was seen blazing above the sky in ignorance. Slowly but surely, the raindrops began to fall little by little to wet the road.

The wheels of the car turn fast. In the car there were only two passengers of opposite type, sitting in the front row side by side quietly and calmly enjoying the ride.

With the focus and rest of the driver wearing a light blue shirt, passing cars that block the road, both in the direction and in the opposite direction.

While the woman next to him wearing a plain tutu skirt is not too fluffy combined with a light white shirt, and a brown veil in line with her skirt, seems to pay attention to rain water outside the window glass.

"Supposed to be, we can't just leave now. The weather's getting worse" said the driver breaking the silence, and it's none other than Candra.

"But Mas, you said your cousin brother asked us to come! Not good dong, if we refuse," replied Dinda.

They do not plan to go anywhere, what is more cloudy has been seen since dusk. However, a call from Candra's cousin makes Dinda hesitant if she has to reject it.

The cousin, who Candra said was her older brother, asked for clarification on their sudden marriage.

"He must have understood, because the day suddenly rained," Candra replied without glancing.

"He must be angry with you, especially me Mas, because marriage does not hold him."

"I don't think about telling her to come, it's an impromptu marriage" said Candra.

"Yes," said Dinda, not happy to remember their marriage, especially with the sacrifice of Candra.

"We'd better get there! Clearly ... if we were, hmm ... how would that be, huh?" Dinda scratches her temple, confused herself by what she is about to say to Candra's cousin.

Candra gave no response, and chose to focus on steering. Half an hour's drive, they arrived at their destination.

Getting out of the car, Dinda stared at the large building before her in fear. Unknowingly, he was suddenly nervous. His feelings become anxious, because he will meet the Candra family.

Dinda is afraid that Candra's cousin is really angry with her, for asking Candra to marry him for personal gain. He inhaled a lot of it and took it out slowly.

"Come on!" Candra passed first.

Dinda tailed and tried to balance Candra's steps to walk side by side. Dinda looked around the house while waiting for the door to open.

No need to wait long, the door was opened by a servant. They were welcomed and welcomed in.

"Finally, you came too. I don't think so come, "the first welcome from the hosts when they joined in the living room. The only need to land on Dinda's husband.

Dinda was stunned and gasped at the sight of two human figures she had met at her restaurant. Not only did they meet, but they got to know. The woman also met and talked to each other several times.

"Dinda, right?" the woman's question resuscitated Dinda.

Dinda clenched her eyes, trying to be as ordinary and as natural as possible before answering the question, "Yes, I'm Dinda." she said, handing the woman a hand.

"How are you, Din? Remember us?" ask the host after alternating shaking hands with the hostess.

Dinda nodded slowly. "Pak Lintang and his wife, right?"

"Don't call, sir. Just call me Mas, because now you're my sister's wife. And you can call my wife, Ms. Luna."

"Okay, Mas Lintang."

"Do you know each other?" prune Candra frowning in wonder.

"Yes, Mas Candra. We already know!"

"Come please sit down! Just stand up, "let Lintang sit on the sofa.

"Know where?" after sitting down Candra immediately raised a question to them.

"Time at my restaurant, Mas," explained Dinda.

"And the one who introduced us, was her lover," interrupted Luna who was sitting beside the Latitude opposite to them. One of his legs rested on the other, revealing his smooth white thighs.

Dinda wasn't too surprised by the statement, neither was Candra. They just stared at the woman with a view that was hard to translate.

"Wahh, so the restaurant is yours?" tanya Lintang distracts.

"Yes, the restaurant was given to me by my grandfather."

"Luna," rebuked Lintang slowly, yet they could still hear.

"Yes, that's right," I'm Dinda as is.

"And now, you're getting married together, Bara. Did Adit leave you, because of that scandal?" asked Luna blatantly while smiling cynically.

"Luna, take care of your attitude," Lintang rebuked firmly for the second time.

"Contell right? Bara never even discussed getting married soon. Tap suddenly now he married the woman who was involved in the scandal," martial arrogant Luna.

Dinda looked at Luna annoyed. It felt like covering the woman's mouth with the right of her shoes, because it had humiliated her at the beginning of the meeting as a family.

If Dinda knew from the beginning who the Candra family they would come to, then surely she accepted her husband's offer not to visit.

"That is what is called destiny, I cannot deny what God has ordained for me. And it must be the best of what I had planned before," Candra said quickly before Dinda met.

"I know, you must have been very forced into this marriage, and you definitely didn't accept it."

"Who can you conclude like that? I wasn't forced at all, and I accepted it very much."

"You can't lie, Bara. I know you just want to help her!"

"No lie, this is all reality" Candra said firmly while embracing Dinda's warm shoulder.

"People might be lying, but I'm not. "

"That's enough!" bentak Lintang glanced angrily at Luna.

"We invited them to meet Bara's wife. Not to discuss issues that are not important," continued Lintang pressed his sentence.

Dinda was bowed down, because her presence caused a dispute between husband, mistress, and host. He glanced and did not dare to comment. In contrast to Luna, who was indifferent to the reprimands of Lintang.

"Finely, we just have dinner," invite Lintang to melt the atmosphere.

"No need to bother, Mom. We're only here for a little while, because we're going to go attend the show."

Dinda glanced at Candra in surprise, they never discussed going to the show over from her cousin's house.

"Cancel, only! And we have dinner together," persuaded Lintang expectantly.

"Sorry, but we promised. We just stopped by and said hello for a moment. We'll go straight away."

"Bara," protest Lintang.

"Is this because of your sister-in-law's words? If that's true ... They represent him, apologise to you."

"Maas ...."

"Mas ...," said Luna and Candra in unison.

"Mas doesn't need to represent him apologizing! Later he will visit more," said Candra.

"You speak" said Luna.

"I'm home, Mom." Candra ignored Luna and immediately bid farewell to Lintang.

"But you haven't had a drink. Just a minute."

Candra still refused and passed away while staring at Luna. Dinda glanced and caught the hatred in Candra's eyes.

"Emang where is the show, Mas?" dinda held back the question and only got a chance when she entered the car.

"Nothing is."

"Hah," cried Dinda in shock.

"So, why did you say that?"

"They (husbands) are clothes for you, and you are clothes for them. Clothing serves to cover the aurat and simultaneously protect the body from hot or cold weather. Similarly with the function and position of husband and wife. Each must be able to cover and protect his partner. The husband must be able to cover up the disgrace and shortcomings of the wife, and the wife must be able to understand and cover up the shortcomings of the husband." Dinda was stunned to hear that line of words.

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