Love Lembayung Dusk

(Extra parts)

PoV Dinda's.

At that time I was busy picking up Mother's favorite drakor, when Mas Bara suddenly invited me home to the house we had long left.

Yeah, ever since my father-in-law stayed over and called my husband 'West', we've all been in a relationship calling him 'Bara'.

Back to the discussion that was delayed. Surprised? Just talented. I who some days are enjoying being together in the midst of my mother, father, mother, father, and do not forget also my only brother. I don't feel willing to leave them.

However, before I actually protested, for disagreeing with his wishes. Papa said something that made me unable to speak. My tongue suddenly stiffened and hard to move, even if only to complain.

"Don't forget! Later often visit here or to Papa's house. Let us not worry. "

Without being made clear, I already understood the meaning of papa's words. Broadly speaking, Papa allowed me to come with my husband.

What can I do? There aren't. Other than complying and resignedly, I could only sigh deeply. Mama and Mama did not speak at all.

However, before we left the mother's house, Mas Bara invited mama to speak together. Yeah, just the two of you.

Who doesn't want to listen to them? So did I.

In a car driven by a taxi driver who would drive us to his house. I remained silent not speaking.

"You're angry, aren't you?"

The charges are exactly 100%, but why don't you understand and let me stay.

"Hi! Angry why?" whispered Candra while embracing my shoulder.

I turned the lazy eyeball, because Mas Bara pretended not to know about my anger. Though the face of the jutek and cynical I have shown when we were still at the mother's house. But only to him. Note yes, only to him!

"Iih ... What the hell? Ntar was seen by the driver again," I reprimanded in annoyance while whispering.

How am I not upset? Mas Bara, trying to kiss me. Actually it's not mass if he kisses me. Just not in front of people either.

"Would it be answered if the husband asks again?" he said, holding my nose.

I breathed an upset and resigned.

"Why angry?"

I asked again, but I could only protest in my heart.

"No, not angry at all" I said casually.

"Related?" if not in a taxi, I guarantee his hair that is now starting to mound it already I have.

"Surely," I replied firmly so that he would no longer ask.

"Alright," I felt the hand that had been perched on my shoulder, slowly rising as he spoke.

It's been a long journey, and I'm getting tired. Until we finally got to his house. As usual, when we arrived. It was Grandma who welcomed us.

There was no question from him about my situation. Maybe Mas Bara deliberately didn't tell his servants. Or, it could be that Mas Bara asked them to be mediocre in front of me. I don't know, I don't want to think about it too much.

Now all I have in mind is, the story of my life journey. All the twists and turns of life and bitter and sweetness I think, so reluctant to repeat. I hope so.

I lay down my body which instantly became limp when I entered the room. Not only my body is tired, but my mind is also tired.

I gasped in shock as I felt a small movement beside me.

"Capek huh? Sleep on!" tell Mas Bara.

"I can't sleep in the afternoon. I was just lying undeterred, really," of course I had no interest in sleeping, because I was only a little restless.

"If it--."

"Don't be like me," I haven't finished my sentence. Suddenly Mas Bara was already above me and silenced my mouth while holding both my hands parallel to the head.

Ish, base indeed. I who was about to rebel, over time even enjoyed the kiss. Oh my goodness, shame on me.

"We exercise for a while" whispered Mas Bara making my whole body goosebumps.

It never occurred to me, if it would be so soon I opened my heart to the man who is now my husband. I left someone's name hard to erase, but I was wrong.

That love grew out of habit, and that's the picture of my love story. Anger that had shackled the heart, now vanished out of nowhere when Mas Bara touched my body.

For the second time, I resigned and let this body carry out its obligations.

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One week later ....

"So that's what you're talking about, Mama?" dinda asked as Candra spoke seriously.

"Yes," replied Candra in short.

Dinda took a long and heavy breath.

"Don't worry! Don't you know your condition? So, it's just me who has to check myself," continued Candra after a moment of silence.

"I'm not sure of that, Mas," doubted Dinda, "you must be very healthy. And the problem is me" he added.

"Listen to me!" pinta Candra was serious, "i've spoken to mom, and she said. It is likely that you were not in fertile time. So, to get pregnant is very little," entertain her.

"What's more, he rarely touches you. It's even less chance of getting pregnant."

"What the hell, how to bring the past," he sulked.

Candra chuckles and holds him dear.

"Do you not want to have a child from me? Aww, that's sick," protested Candra who just got a pinch from Dinda.

"So, it's just that, '" annoyed Dinda grumbled.

"Yes, yes, sorry."

"But, there's a lot of risk, Mas. What's my age is three heads," said Dinda.

"I asked my mom. Mama said, it can be overcome if you routinely control," explained Candra.

"Yes, I know that. But--."

"But why?" Candra parsed her embrace and gently looked at the wife's face.

"What if I can't get pregnant, too, even if we follow the program?" ask Dinda for a moment glazed.

"No problem. If you are afraid of this. I won't force you . I won't reveal any more about this. We'll just wait until God gives us that trust" Candra pulls Dinda in her arms while kissing her friendly forehead.

Dinda closed her eyes which had been piled up with crystals. Her tears fell as soon as she realized how selfish she was.

He should be optimistic and follow Candra's willingness to try, even once. But fear has too much control over his feelings.

"I'm sorry, Mom," Dinda murmured inwardly.

"Don't think about it, forget about it" whispered Candra softly as if she knew the tussle between her logic and her instincts.

"Should I try, Mom?" dinda's monologue deepened and tightened her embrace.

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