Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 70 The Ring.

The next day ....

"You ready your clothes yes, make it to Bandung! We'll be leaving later in the afternoon!" tell Candra when they're just finishing breakfast.

Dinda fell silent and glanced at Candra, lapse for a while as she nodded in understanding. "Your clothes, aren't they?" ask Dinda to make sure.

"No, my clothes are all in Bandung."

They walked out of the house to take Candra to the office.

"How long, Mom? Let me just bring the clothes."

"About a week, you haven't seen Papah in a long time either."

Dinda nodded her head, though she was not sure when Candra last met her father-in-law.

"I can go home for a minute, right, Mom? Want to take some clothes first at home," said Dinda ask permission.

"Can. Just bring the car," point Candra coincidentally to the porch of the house. Dinda followed where her husband's index finger was. He smiled faintly and nodded in response.

"Begging the key is the same Bik Susi," added Candra. He said goodbye and left after saying hello. Leaving Dinda who was still staring at her car until it disappeared, then she went back inside the house.

Since he had obtained permission to return home, Dinda immediately prepared. He said goodbye and asked for the car keys to Bik Susi as Candra had said.

At maximum speed, the black car that had become his mount split the streets of the capital. It has been confirmed without a doubt, if he must be willing to jam-jam. Remembering the city he was passing through was a city of busy people.

Usually it only takes half an hour. Now it's time to waste up to an hour. Arriving at his parents' residence, Dinda was beside the housekeeper.

According to security reports, his sister Kaamil had gone to work. Some other ART (home assistants) also returned home a few days ago, and only left Bibik Arti and Bibik Dami at home. However, the two are currently going to the market, so the house becomes empty which is guarded by one security.

Dinda immediately entered the house and took the necessities for her to travel. While living in Candra's house, Dinda also brought only a few clothes. So, he will add his clothes in addition to to Bandung.

Hit the stairs while running small, and go straight to his room. Dinda throws her tote bag over the bed, and then picks up the suitcase in the closet. Insert a few sheets of clothes also pants and so forth.

Opening the drawer on the nightstand, Dinda was glued when she found something. A ring that reminds him of some memories with someone.

The ring he got when gathered in the house of the womb. Where Nurul was the one who slipped into one of his fingers, which even made the ring could not be released.

Dinda momentarily fell silent, her hand outstretched to pick up a glorious object. Staring sadly when remembering the origin of the ring was attached.

Just because Adit showed a video recording to his friends, while acting proposed to him at his restaurant. The ring had settled on his finger, until finally Adit reapplied in a romantic atmosphere and returned to give another ring that he now keeps at his husband's house.

"I'll return it with the other ring" murmured Dinda softly, gazing in the ring that was now in his hand.

Sighing heavily, Dinda puffed up to banish the water that was about to fall from her pair of eyelids when it suddenly heated up.

Several times sighing and exhaling until his feelings began to feel comfortable, Dinda also kept the ring full of memories into her black tote bag.

After cleaning the clothes, Dinda kept her suitcase to the corner of the room. Not wanting to go home to Candra immediately, she chose to go to the kitchen to drink or eat something while dripping her tote bag.

Laze over, Dinda wants to cook a snack for her to eat. The sensation of cold and cold air instantly burst into his face and body wrapped in clothes when the refrigerator door was opened. For a moment he enjoyed the ice vapor while taking a medium-sized bottle of mineral water.

"What do you want to eat? The fridge is empty" he added.

Sit on one of the empty benches in the kitchen. His hand moved to pour water into the glass until it was almost full. Hastily drank, and in a few gulps the glass was not restless toilet. It indicates that he really feels dehaga.

"Break noodles only once, huh? You haven't eaten noodles in a long time either" Dinda said when she got a packet of noodles in the cupboard.

Pour water into a small pot, then put it on a burning stove. The sound of a cell phone ringing stopped its activity for a moment.

Dinda turned off her number and saw who was calling her. "Mas Candra," Dinda's monologue.

"Assalamualaikum, Mom. What's up?" ask Dinda without saying anything.

"Yes, Mas. I'm now at papa's house" she said after her husband questioned her whereabouts.

"In a moment, I want to eat noodles first," Dinda said as she glanced at her dead pot and stove.

"There was Mr. Ujang. Bik Meani Bik Dami again went to the market," Dinda's story explains who was in the house.

"So anyway, Mr. Ujangnya again take care. But don't know now," he replied as Candra questioned the guard.

"Be careful?" Dinda frowned repeating Candra's message.

"I'm not, still at Mas' house? Not yet gone."

Dinda shook her head, feeling funny. Her husband asked her to be careful, but she said she would eat noodles first and not to travel now.

"Yes, Mas. I'll be careful" Dinda relented as Candra urged her somewhat cautiously.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," Dinda turned off her phone and saved it to its original place.

He also returned to his initial intention of cooking instant noodles. One of the icons of Indonesia, and very popular with everyone.

"Tekk," the sound of the stove being turned on.

A few moments later, he stuffed the noodles into the pot and stirred them. During the wait for the instant noodles, his hands nimblely poured the seasoning into a medium-sized bowl. Dinda once again stir the noodles in the pot.

Feeling cooked noodles are cooked, without waiting again immediately pour them into a bowl and throw the water away.

The fragrant smell of the fried noodles, made him inhale deeply. "Emm, good," said Dinda as she brought the bowl closer to the nose.

Dinda turned around to head for her chair. However, the instant his body froze with wide eyes staring at someone before him.

His heart was beating crazily, and his tongue was suddenly crazed. It was hard to tell what was currently on his mind. Even his hands without being asked to shake, unable to believe the reality.

"W-who ... ka-you?" tanya Dinda tried to make a sound.

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