Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 55 Advice from friends.

I don't feel like time keeps rolling. The light sky is now turning dark, welcoming the night befriending the moon and stars.

However, Dinda's mind was not separated at the incident last afternoon. Still confused and feels stiff in response to Candra's treatment of sudden romantic behavior.

Coupled with the words protection of her husband is like a husband, who is responsible for the safety of his wife.

It is not wrong if Candra hugs him, maybe it is her husband's effort to be able to accept her.

Unknowingly, Dinda imagined another person. Had Adit been married to him, Adit would have done the same as Candra.

If only he could repeat everything that happened in his life, he wanted to deny what had happened at this time.

One long, heavy sigh escaped, unraveling the tightness inside the chest. Realizing his hope was only a false hope.

He should not have thought so, this was a decree given by God to him. Thank goodness he should have said it, because there was wisdom in it.

I don't know what it would be like if she married Adit. A man who always persuaded him to accept his love. A man willing to do anything for her, for confessing to love her. A hard-earned man convinced him to want to build a household again regardless of the scandal. A man who proposed to her a few days ago.

However, all of that is instantly destroyed when he remembers that hindered the blessing of Adit's parents. Perhaps she would be happy if she married Adit, but the shadow of her parents' rejection would torment her little by little.

That is the wisdom that is embedded in his current marriage. She doesn't love Candra, but Candra's husband and parents accept her at her request.

"What daydream?" ask Candra to sit on the balcony seat of their room.

Dinda flinched a little and immediately turned her head. "Nothing to daydream about, Mas," elak Dinda.

He did not know how long he had been sitting alone, until he did not realize that Candra had returned from the mosque.

"Yes, no daydreaming, but called three times not horrifying?"

Dinda was flabbergasted and misguided to hear what Candra was saying.

"I-I heard you," lied Dinda nervously.

"Sound what?" tanya Candra raised an eyebrow, while looking at the brownish bead that was now twitching.

"Call me, right? Yeah, I heard it." Dinda nodded for sure.

"So .. Can you hear my heart? Though I just called in my heart," asked Candra casually.

"Huh?" Dinda bengong's. "What do you mean by Candra?"

"Honestly, what are you thinking?" candra said as she looked up, enjoying seeing the stars.

Dinda bowed in shame, realizing that it was just a Candra trap.

"Are you still thinking about Adit?"

Dinda lost a landslide, she was more embarrassed because Candra could guess her mind that had wandered. Sighing, Dinda looked up.

"Mas's right, I'm still thinking about it. It's hard for me to forget" I'm slow.

Candra nodded in understanding while still looking at the thousands of stars above the sky, which were getting more and more soluble and brightly glowing. Accompanied by the wind that blows through the clothes hit the surface of the skin until it is repeated.

"Sure, I understand. It's not easy for you, and I don't forbid you to think about it." Dinda turned her head, watching Candra's face from the side that spoke fixed to her position.

"I gave you time to forget. But ... After all this is done, I will no longer allow you to think about it," Candra said seriously as she turned her head, making them wail.

Dinda gasped and pegged.

"In an instant, though," added Candra with a gaze that was hard to translate.

"You got it?" candra asked seriously and coldly.

Dinda was horrified, gulping before she made a sound. "Yes, I understand," he replied while nodding obediently and fearfully.

Just now she felt Candra was sweet because of her treatment earlier this afternoon. However, all of it evaporated just like that as his voice seemed full of threats.

A few moments of silence with each other. Dinda nodded and nodded.

"Ecchem ... Mas Candra--," call Dinda while controlling yourself so as not to be intimidated.

"Am I going to the restaurant tomorrow?"

"Please" said Candra, allowing Dinda to feel relieved.

"But I'm the one who drove you and picked you up!" prune Candra to stop Dinda from making a sound.

Dinda nodded. The thank you sentence he was about to say, immediately paled to be uttered.

"Let's go to sleep, it's late at night!" candra's orders stood up first and left her.

Dinda glued staring at Candra's wide back.

"Do you want to stay there, or come in?" candra asked without turning her head and disappeared behind the wall.

"Eh," cried Dinda straight up from her seat and ran small to follow her husband.

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Like Candra said last night. Before going to his office he drove Dinda first, then left Dinda who drove her car in front of the restaurant.

No longer seen the car that drove him. Dinda rushes to pick up the phone from inside the clutch envlope, then types a message on her group room.

"Gays .. I just arrived" wrote Dinda and turned to her restaurant.

One reply message came in, making him stop stepping.

"Okay, I'm otw. Nuri, I've put it in my mama."

Return to get a reply simultaneously.

"I'm probably late! You see, Mas Abdar has not yet left, and probably all along with Mas Abdar."

"I'm late too, you know the reason .. I'm still dizzy! I want to stop quickly, so I can eat well."

Dinda chuckled at the messages of her friends. Deftly, his fingers danced over the screen of his phone.

"It's easy, there's still plenty of time to get together."

Dinda went back to running and kept the phone where it came from.

"For Miss," said Nena kindly.

"Song is also Nena," Dinda smiled back as she continued walking towards her room.

Upon arrival in his study, Dinda immediately struggled with work that some days he did not win.

Soluble in the world of work, making it more immersed in the pile of employee reports. For a moment he forgot all the burden of the mind from the mortal world.

"Assalamualaikum, seriously very read it," said Nurul who had come to surprise him, while closing the door.

"Eh, Wa'alaikumussalam." cried Dinda surprised.

"Where are the newlyweds? Did you take duren dong?" goda Nurul while sitting on the long sofa and chuckling amusedly.

Dinda rolled her eyes lazily, and did not answer Nurul's question. According to Dinda it is not important at all. He re-energized himself on papers that attracted his attention.

"The letters are dealt with? Even though there is no love between you, you still have to carry out your duties as a wife. Because your marriage is valid .. If it's not your practice, you can sin lo Din."

Instantly, Dinda's hand movements stopped, the pen sandwiched between her fingers stretched out and drooped on the paper.

Still percolating what Nurul said, even though he wanted to avoid. But that is the truth.

"That's true."

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