Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 93 Sucks.

"Here!" Point Dinda at her chest, "my heart trembles as I say your name. And I was terrified, every time I thought that I could no longer see you, Mas" she said as tears fell without being prevented.

"Is that because of fear? Is that feeling no bigger than I feel for her?" Dinda's getting sobbing.

"If you think my feelings are just like that? Then why am I starting to get scared now, if you don't believe me? That I don't miss him at all."

Candra was speechless staring gently at the face that was banjar by tears. Both of his hands suddenly raised rubbed his wife's cheeks and it made her empress flinch small.

"Sorry," said Candra as she cupped Dinda's cheek. Their eyes were locked with tears continuously flowing from Dinda's plumed lentic petals.

"I'm sorry, because I didn't realize. If your feelings are so great for me," he added honestly.

Dinda drew both hands of the rough Candra and took a step back.

"You don't have to bother apologizing, Mom! Because my feelings are not important," Dinda replied as she wiped her tears and tried to keep her tears from falling again.

He walked past Candra. However, it stopped at once, when her husband held one hand. Just like Dinda did before.

"Now I'm afraid, if you don't want to accept my forgiveness," said Candra very softly.

"You knew? What's the reason I introduced myself to Candra to someone else?" Dinda glanced lazily at her husband.

"That's because .., there's someone who makes me miss calling me Bara."

Dinda frowned hearing Candra mention someone, and she started to get curious. However, do not necessarily show it, and try to be indifferent.

"Someone I met when I was a kid for the first time. But because of her, I kept memories with my mom in her last moments. A person that mom enshrined in a photo with her only son. Someone who every time I see her picture, makes me miss two women at once," Candra's story at length makes Dinda stiffen when she realizes the direction of her husband's speech.

"And now .. once I can reach it. I even subconsciously made her cry to the point of leaving me," Candra tightened herself to slash the distance between them.

Candra held onto Dinda's chin, and made the face puff up until their beads collided.

"I'm sorry. And I beg ... never consider your feelings unimportant! Because to me, your feelings are my most precious treasure. Which I don't want to share with others."

Between annoyance and funny, Dinda was eager to laugh when she heard her husband say so. However, she tried hard to hold it back, as it was still angry at Candra.

"Look at me!" the door was when Dinda threw away her face.

Lazily Dinda looked back.

"Now you know, right? What is my reason, putting up that wallpaper. And that at once answers your question, about my name."

Dinda was still in silence. He reluctantly responds to everything Candra says. All he had in mind now was to want to be indifferent and uncaring.

"Hi! You still mad? Did I hurt your feelings so much? I'm, right, sorry," said Candra impatiently, because Dinda did not want to make a sound.

"No matter," replied Dinda ketus and was about to move from her place on foot.

Without a cue, as quickly as possible Candra pulled Dinda, and held her tightly in an embrace.

"But I care," she whispered near Dinda's ears, making the owner of the body bristle despite being blocked by the headscarf with eyes turned in disbelief.

The atmosphere in the room was quiet. Because, both of them were silent in a position that was unlike the last time Candra spoke. They are both equally soluble with the situation and content of thoughts that roam.

"Are you still not willing to forgive me?" the voice that usually sounded firm, now spoke very softly.

Dinda did not answer, so Candra pulled away and stretched her arms.

"alright. I won't force you to forgive me again! So ... go!" Candra pulled over to give Dinda a way.

Dinda who initially had carried away the atmosphere, immediately felt arrogant mixed with annoyance when Candra's subtle expulsion. With a tight lip, and a stomp of one leg. Dinda passed away while carrying a pile of emotions.

Candra who saw Dinda's annoyance. Trying to hold back a smile, and when his wife closed the door a little louder. Instantly, he laughed stifledly.

"What's up, son?" Dinda flinched when she realized that her father-in-law was watching her shut the door.

"Hehe, it's okay, Pah," elak Dinda was nervous, "Where are you going?" he said again to damage Arwan's focus from his alibi.

"The father is bored, so he wants to take a walk."

"Let Adin the cementine, Pah," bargained Dinda's spirit.

"What a hassle, you," greeted Arwan doubtfully and reluctantly.

"Absolutely not. Adin also wants to go for a walk. Come Pah!" take Dinda who greeted her father-in-law with pleasure.

"What are you, okay---?" arwan asked doubtfully as the two went down the stairs.

"Indeed, Adin why? Adin is okay, Pah," replied Dinda quickly. He thought that the middle-aged man was still thinking about the incident of him slamming the door.

"Thank God. Papah's just afraid that you're hurt when the criminal holds you."

Now Dinda realized where the direction of the destination was discussed in-laws.

"Father apologize. It's not Papah's intention, to remember you by that incident" said Arwan, who did not see his son-in-law's response when he touched on the matter.

Actually Arwan did not want to bring up the incident. However, feelings of worry and guilt over his son's negligent responsibility to protect Dinda are more domineering if not directly questioned.

"Why is Papah even apologizing? Dinda did not mind if Papah asked about it," said Dinda smiled, and immediately contagious to Arwan.

"Adin was very grateful, because Papah was also worried about Adin's situation," Dinda stopped her footsteps in the doorway while looking at the person beside her.

Arwan's reflexes also stopped and returned Dinda's gaze tucked in a thin smile.

"Thank you, Pah. Adin was very grateful .. it turns out there were so many people around Adin, who loved Adin. Until Adin does not need to feel afraid anymore," said Dinda sincerely.

Dinda realized one thing, when the mind was centered on Candra. He also forgot his fear of Arwan who he had only met twice. Even now, with his fondness for relays accompanied his father-in-law to walk. So much so, the influence of Candra in her life at this time.

"Father didn't do anything for you, so you have to thank me like that. Wouldn't it be appropriate for parents to worry about their children?"

Dinda nodded confirming the smile of the two.

"What Bara, is being nice to you?" whispered Arwan, "that kid, sometimes sucks."

Dinda almost laughed when Arwan told her the truth.

"Yes, he's doing good. And it sucks."

This time Dinda laughed as her father-in-law laughed first.

"All right, not just Papah who realized it," said Arwan interrupted laughter.

"Yes, Pah."

"What are you laughing at, right?"

The two of them immediately stopped laughing and looked back, where the sound came from.

"Nothing," answered the two compactly and walked back, ignoring the person's whereabouts.

"Hi!"

Dinda and Arwan pretended not to hear and continued walking.

CONNECT ....