Love Stories Overseas

Chapter 47

After lunch, Dila invited El to take a walk to the bridge that juts out to the middle of the beach. There Dila deliberately took many photos of herself with El. The spot is amazing for taking photos.

Dila who wore a long white top, box collar shape and crimped sleeve end, with a subordinate black polkadot knee-length skirt looked very pretty that afternoon. Indra was so fascinated with the feminine style of Dila, Indra secretly took many photos of his son and wife.

" Dad's been a bouncer, here we take pictures of baleng-baleng", El asked a passer-by to take a picture of the three of them, with several styles.

Indra is very grateful that her son is so intelligent and understanding, since Indra also wanted to take pictures with them, but Dila did not want the same thing, because he did not invite her to take photos as well.

" Thank you Auntie well", El said to the woman who had been asked to take a picture of the three of them.

El received a cell phone from the woman he was asking for help from earlier, and took a photo of his father and mother from a distance, without anyone's knowledge.

The first photo when Indra looked at Dila while Dila was staring at the beach, Dila's hair flying about Indra's face looking at him lovingly, and the second photo when Dila waved telling El to come closer, and Indra's father also waved his hand.

" It's dad's phone, don't get it deleted, El will print all the photos" El said.

" Okay baby, now the sun is getting higher, it feels really hot standing here, it's 2 pm, how about we go home now?, is El not bobo noon" said Indra.

Dila nodded in agreement. But El actually does not want to go home, El is still at home on the beach. Finally, the three of them just pulled over, sitting on a chair while resting under a large umbrella that blends with the table in the middle.

" Dad said he wanted to buy El es klim, El wanted a bitch" said El.

Indra had forgotten that she did not order ice cream at the restaurant, so salting because Dila intermittently glanced at him with a gaze that made him go awry.

" All right, dad to the minimarket for a second, you guys stay here, don't go anywhere".

Indra ran to the nearest minimarket, when Dila was busy chatting with El, a slightly familiar voice greeted Dila.

" Silver...!".

Looked at the direction of the sound.

" Mrs Titin!", Dila immediately stood up and greeted Ms. Titin with a fluffy smile. " How are you?, let's sit here, again hot, shelter here so as not to overheat", Dila told Bu Titin to sit next to him.

Ms. Titin set her bike and complied with Dila's invitation.

" Mommy is of course good, is this your son?, who is very handsome, surely his father is also handsome huh?", seduced Bu Titin, while stroking El's cheek, but El reflex retreated, he said, not letting his cheeks be touched, even El stood up and hid behind Dila, holding Dila's hand, because he did not know Bu Titin.

" Oh slave casep.., do not be afraid of me.., this is tea Nini Titin, your mother's friend" Titin said.

But El still looks scared because the language that Bu Titin uses does not understand El.

" Dear is Titin's grandmother, mother's friend, so El Salim is the same grandmother, greetings, don't be like this, come on baby", Dila pulled El to greet Titin's mother. El was forced to comply.

" I actually went here as well as one of the goals to meet Ms. Titin and was very lucky to meet my mother here" said Dila.

" Want to meet?, how could you ever meet your mother again?", Titin felt funny with Dila's attitude.

" Yes, Dila wanted to say thank you for his advice a few days ago, thanks to the advice of Bu Titin, now Dila and Mas Indra have not misunderstood anymore" said Dila.

" Waaah... good then, where does her husband go?", Ms. Titin looked around looking.

Dila, who saw Indra walking with a plastic bag filled with ice cream, showed Ms. Titin, "that's my husband, Mom, who wears sunglasses again the way here".

Titin gasped, "waduh... meni casep pisan lukewarm !".

" Don't look old atuh, in sandingin same you still pantes. Mother yesterday shadow her, your husband is a rich widower, already much more mature than you, with a distended stomach, uh it turns out to negate the pisan casep, pisans, mah's mother also agreed that the mother's daughter married a widower macem so".

The words of Mrs Titin made Dila smile to herself, because according to Dila, what Ms. Titin said was funny.

Indra handed the plastic bag to El who was excited since seeing Indra's arrival, of course El was waiting for the ice cream brought by his father. Indra's gaze moved on the mothers sitting beside Dila, then stared at the bicycle containing merchandise Bu Titin who was not far from their position.

" Do you want to buy Dil drinking water?, earlier why not nitip all, if in the minimarket there is cold" said Indra, thinking Dila wants to buy mineral water.

Indra just nodded while taking off her sunglasses and hanging between her collar.

" Yes I want to ngider again, you enjoy the holidays here, the weather is very sunny, excuse me first yes Dil", Ms. Titin chose to say goodbye, but she said, because he felt his presence disrupted the comfort of the small family holiday event.

Dila just smiled clumsyly, feeling bad for Bu Titin, because of Indra and El's unfriendly attitude towards people they just knew.

El looks so enjoy the chocolate contong ice cream that became his favorite, ice cream that reminds Dila of his memories with Kunto, which is a chocolate, always remember him every time you see ice cream like that.

Dila wanted to punish himself whose mind could not focus on the child and husband who were in front of him at this time.

Dila is certainly guilty if he still thinks of other men who are nobody, because she has become Indra's legal wife. Dila was angry at herself whose heart was too weak and unflinching.

" You don't eat too?, it will melt, baby, you have bought a lot" said Indra while enjoying the ice cream in her hands.

Dila just smiled clumsyly and took one of her favorite chocolate-flavored ice cream contongs.

Indra could notice the sudden change in Dila's attitude, Dila was before him but his mind seemed to be somewhere else.

" You why Dil?, sorry that I was so outrageous, I was just joking with El, not intending to use El and look for a chance in that clam match". Indra thought that Dila was still angry because of Indra's reason for telling El to ask Dila for a sister. But that's not what makes Dila change drastically, Dila is blaming herself for still thinking about other men when she was married.

" No, not because of that, I'm not papa kok Mas, I know you're just kidding, if it's not kidding, it's normal, because I'm El's mother, I'm your wife, I'm your wife, if El asks my sister who is already his mother, it is a natural and understandable thing. It would be strange, if El asked his sister with someone else", Dila grimaced trying to smile.

" Then why are you suddenly moody, since until now you were very happy, what were the mothers of the traveling salesman said earlier?", now Indra made the possibility from the other side.

" Not really mas, I only remember the past, when I saw chocolate ice cream that was shaped like this", answered Dila honestly.

" What memories are there with this ice cream?, don't tell me your lips are touched by another man, when you eat this ice cream and keep drinking", Indra seemed unhappy when she imagined it happening to Dila.

Dila knew Indra was jealous of what she imagined about him.

" Not Mas.so I used to want to buy ice cream like this it can not afford, the price is expensive, dear if the money that has been collected but to buy ice cream as expensive as this. But now that you buy this ice cream so much, I just feel like I'm a very lucky person right now", said Dila, trying to find the right and reasonable reason.

And just like his son, Indra just believes what Dila said. Instead it made Dila feel more guilty, and regretted having made a false excuse.

Dila hoped that he would no longer tell lies to two people in front of him at this time, two strangers who were now his family, became the closest people, and trusted all his words.

After spending all the ice cream that Indra bought, did not feel the sun had begun to lean west. The atmosphere of the beach that was hot before blotted out, now turned into a very beautiful natural scenery.

The sky turns orange, the birds fly back to their nests. And the sea water reflected the orange light from the sky that afternoon. Like a perfectly natural painting.

" It looks like El's been so tired playing here all day, the sky's getting dark, are we going home now?", Indra held El who looked very tired and leaned her head on the chest of her father's field.

" Yes, I am also tired, to rest, we go home now, thank you very much, have complied with my desire to come here", Dila walked while carrying a large bag and followed the steps of Indra who carried El towards his car.

Indra looked at Dila.

" Thank you for making El so happy all day", Indra's smile was charismatic and made Indra look very handsome.

Arriving at the car El was sleeping soundly. Indra put El in the back seat, of course by installing a mattress that is always carried in his car, to prepare if El sleeps while traveling like now.

" We're going home now, you're sitting in front of Dil".

Dila nodded and sat down beside Indra.

" Tomorrow I'm still on vacation, do you want to learn to drive a car with me?, so if you travel far with El, continue to sleep so no danger if you bring a car, if you take a car, or if it rains again you can travel by bringing your own car, so do not be rained" said Indra.

Dila seems to think, for him actually it is not necessary, but there is a point also Indra's speech, however bringing El who sleeps while carrying the bike is very dangerous.

" Well, Mas, but El how?, I just trained, if Mas who trains me, El who is the same?", asked Dila who always thinks of El.

Indra smiled, "We put the same bi Ana and bi Darsih, not far from the training, we muter-muter housing complex only, there is rarely a vehicle passing, there is rarely a vehicle, moreover, weekends are usually on vacation with their families".

Dila nodded in agreement.