
Dinda flees after hearing Candra's shocking confession. It is undeniable indeed, if the sentence thrown from her husband's thin lips vibrates and rains on an arid soul. Not to mention the physical touch that makes all his blood rippled, even though only his back is attached to the chest of the Candra field, but it was successful to make him embarrassed by the heart beating craze.
Every time Candra crosses paths, Dinda turns around and avoids her. He was still unable to control himself to not tense up in front of Candra, and dodging was the only way.
"Are you avoiding me?" candra asked while closing the door. After dinner together, Dinda went straight back to the room without waiting for her.
"For what? And why should I avoid you, my dear?" She asked back and tried to be normal.
"I don't know. But I feel like you're avoiding me!" candra walked closer to Dinda.
"Hahaha, that's just your feeling, Mas" said Dinda.
"Ah, I forgot yet gosik teeth!" he immediately ran a small to the bathroom when Candra was getting closer and almost not far away.
Inside the bathroom, Dinda let out a long sigh while sucking on her nervous chest.
"Hfuh .. heart, what's wrong with you?" muttered Dinda complaining as she looked at her face in the large mirror.
Take a breath and exhale slowly, to repeat it several times so that the heart can return to normal.
Remembering his purpose in the bathroom, Dinda hastened to brush her teeth even though she had already brushed her teeth. Unlike usual, the times he deliberately brushed his teeth longer. As a result of his actions, Candra suddenly went straight in because the door was not locked.
Dinda glared with her toothbrush still in her mouth.
"I also want to brush my teeth, long if you wait," said Candra standing next to him while taking her toothbrush and paste.
Dinda could say nothing but wash her mouth immediately and pass first, leaving her husband behind.
With a quick step, Dinda went straight into the blanket and closed her eyes. I wish her husband thought she was asleep.
However, in his eyes closed, without being commanded his mind wandered to arrive at a conversation with his three friends while at the restaurant.
"The wife's divinity, the husband's right," murmured Dinda inwardly.
Until suddenly, Dinda felt a movement beside her. Yes ... Candra also lay by his side, making his heart jumble. Not long after that, the lights were turned off.
One second ....
Two seconds ....
Three seconds ....
Dinda gave up and opened her eyes, glancing to the side where her husband was. Dinda could see, though in a temperamental light, Candra was being closed, and she was breathing heavily. Something was troubling him, and he wanted to ask Candra. However, Dinda did not have the courage to say everything she had in mind.
"Is there something you're thinking about?"
Dinda almost jumped, because of that question. Staring at the closed Candra. Slowly open up and look at him.
"It's a habit, this Candra. I love asking while I crumple. How did he know, yes, was there something I was thinking?" batin Dinda was curious.
"Why ask that?" tanya Dinda nervously gulped.
"It's okay, just ask. Maybe there's something you want to ask?"
Dinda was silent while thinking.
"Mr ...."
"Last noon papah called, he said he wanted to see you," said Candra.
"Well, papah want to see you? When?"
"Later we will go to Bandung as soon as possible" replied Candra.
Hugging about Candra's parents, makes her back lightest about her father-in-law's true love.
"What?" ask Candra while tilting her body towards Dinda.
Dinda gasped, suddenly her tongue was a bit off. His heart rebelled. I wanted to stop asking, but already.
"Emm, what ... Mas Candra---," Dinda stopped her sentence in order to gulp.
"Hmm?" gumam Candra responded.
"Did you please lighten your rights as a husband?" dinda asked quietly while looking down.
Hygiene ... Dinda did not hear the answer making her look back at Candra.
The eyes of the two locked, Candra's hand slowly lifted and landed on the surface of Dinda's cheek. Of course it made him surprised instead of playing and getting nervous. In his heart he cursed his stupidity at the question. Regretting for daring to ask so, but not asking will be even more unsettled.
"I am a normal man! When a pair of humans are faced in one room, what else is the woman halal for him. And if you ask like that? Then it's clear ... The answer, yes!"
Dinda glared with Candra's very clear and honest confession. His blood rippled in each of his veins, his hands clasping tightly from under the covers. His heart was beating so hard that it was crazy.
"But I don't want to impose my will either. I know, if you're not ready for it," said Candra as she rubbed Dinda's cheek gently.
"Sleep, don't think about it!" continued Candra. In the minimal lighting, Dinda could see her husband's thin smile before finally glaring at the eyes.
"Sorry," he murmured softly with regret.
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As planned, Candra is already looking for information about Baskoro and will meet him. While reading all about the identity of the man, he felt astonished.
Baskoro Wardodo, a businessman who is no less successful like his cousin's brother. Fifty years old, and the surprising thing is .. it turns out that the swampy man is working with their family company.
There was something else that made him begin to understand about the relationship between Baskoro and Dinda, his wife.
Candra also arranged a meeting with Baskoro, but apparently it was not that easy. What else does Candra arrange a meeting on the grounds of personal affairs. Baskoro who does not know who Candra is, of course, immediately rejects it raw. Baskoro will only talk about business and cooperation, not the affairs of a gentleman with a person he does not know at all.
However, Candra would not give up either. With the address he got, Candra immediately went to the middle-aged man's residence when she came home from work.
At the Baskoro residence, it turns out that the owner has not come. However, Candra insisted on waiting until she could meet. For almost two hours, Candra waited alone in the living room.
Like a guest, Candra remained calm and at home sitting in her chair. Candra once stood up to reduce fatigue.
Candra was texting Dinda, telling her she couldn't go home yet, when the long-awaited person came too.
"Good night, Mr. Baskoro," said Candra first to welcome the middle-aged man.
Baskora was not surprised by Candra's whereabouts, and of course she had already been notified by the maids at her house.
"Who are you? And what need do you have, want to meet me?" ask Baskoro directly.
"Include me, I'm Candra" said Candra, holding her polite hand.
Baskoro silently glanced at Candra's hand for a few seconds, then welcomed her.
"Say, what do you need!" ask Baskoro while sitting in front of Candra, bordered by a medium-sized rectangular glass table.
Candra looked at the person in front of her before saying, "It's about Dinda," Candra said catching the shock from Baskoro's face.
"Who do you mean, you?"
"Dinda, the person you were deliberately trapping," replied Candra coldly and sternly, making her opponent stare intently. The two stared at each other, as if they were measuring strength through the look of their eyes.
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