Love Stories Overseas

Chapter 57

All the way from the airport to the office Indra continued to smile, even almost all the work that had piled up since yesterday could be completed quickly.

Indra is so excited to work, and looking forward to the weekend where he will meet again with Dila in Jogja.

Dila has recovered from her trauma, the search and wait for 2 years was not in vain, Dila recovered from trauma due to her mistakes in the past. Indra is getting excited to invite El and his mother to meet Dila.

Since the departure of Dila, and the return of the mother from Malaysia two years ago, Indra continues to be blamed by the mother. Though Indra is the son, but the mother actually defended Dila, and will punish Indra if he does not find Dila.

Fatma said she would do the same if she saw her husband Rizal, sleeping in the hotel naked with another woman.

As a fellow woman Fatma can understand why Dila came to the death, even to ask for a divorce, especially so far Fatma knows, if Tania was always trying to destroy her son's household, but she was always trying to destroy her son's, the first marriage, the second. Stay the same, because Tania wants Indra to be her husband.

When knowing the contents of Dila's letter to Indra, Fatma immediately disagreed if Indra divorced Dila, because Fatma had loved Dila as her own daughter.

Though Indra also did not intend to divorce Dila at all, Indra was really in love with Dila whose affection was like El's birth mother. Even though Dila is just a connecting mother.

Day after day it seemed to run very slowly, every day Indra finished work early, but the day seemed to never change, until Indra's patience was almost exhausted.

Finally Friday at 2 pm, Indra decided to go home, pick up El and her mother and immediately ask Ari to deliver her to the airport.

El was so excited when he found out if he was going to meet Miss Dila.

At half-four, Indra and her mother and son arrived at Adisucipto airport. Indra tells Dila that El and her mother are with her.

But Dila told him that he was still in college for an hour, so Indra chose to take El and his mother to the inn that was near from Dila shophouse.

" Why go to the Ndra inn?, not to the hotel alone?", asked Fatma.

" Mom, we find a place closest to the shophouse occupied by Dila, let's fit Dila home from campus, we just need to walk there", said Indra who thinks to be more efficient time and energy.

" Oh..so, that's right, then where is the shophouse where Dila lives?, why don't we stay at Dila's house?, but it's definitely not allowed to be the same Dila, but it's definitely not allowed, he is still very angry with you" said Fatma monologue.

" Not so Ma'am, Dila is sorry for me, but in the room there is only one room, so we can not go there all" explained Indra.

Fatma so frowned, "how can you know, if the shophouse occupied by Dila there is only one room?".

" Don't tell me you've met Dila before?, why don't you take Ndra's mother anyway?, I'm also kangen same Dila".

Indra could only breathe out a long breath, "I'll have to apologize and explain about the actual events that used to be the same Dila Bu...., if we all come straight here and Dila does not want to meet us, pity her El, yesterday I was like tom and jeri, playing a chase with Dila, just as Dila saw my face, yesterday I was like tom and jeri, he ran away immediately".

Fatma seemed to think, right also what her son said, maybe if Dila suddenly saw all of them in her hiding place all this time, Dila would run away again. Fortunately his son thought quickly, after explaining and apologizing, at least their arrival in Jogja would be accepted by Dila with open arms.

Fatma looked at her sleeping granddaughter in the inn room they had rented. Although not as large as his own room, but the room rented is not very narrow, it is complete with facilities, there are bathrooms, television, AC and also a small kitchen in it. It's like a small apartment.

" There's only one bed, do you rent two?" asked Fatma.

Indra nodded, "my room is next door, but I hope tonight Dila will be allowed to sleep on her shoulder", Indra replied as she spoke, making Fatma pat her shoulder.

" Patience son. You talk slowly, she's still your wife, surely Dila can share a bed with you".

Indra smiled at his mother's words earlier, because his mother did not know that he had managed to break down the Dila defense goal which had been so difficult to conquer.

~ I'm done college Mas, you rent a room in the inn where?, let me stop by your lodging place, I've been very upset with El~

After reading a message from Dila, Indra immediately called Dila. Yep.... Indra managed to get Dila's number when Dila was busy that morning, Indra deliberately asked Dila's number to Dila's employees who worked at the store.

When he arrived in Jakarta Indra immediately informed Dila if he had arrived, even when Dila was shocked, because there was a new number sending a message with a call 'honey', and it turned out that it was Indra's number, which was a new number, her husband's.

Indra told Dila the name of the inn and the number of her room. Just five minutes after the phone closed, Dila had already arrived at the inn.

Fatma who opened the room door immediately hugged Dila in front of the door. Until Dila was slightly pushed back due to her mother-in-law's startling embrace.

After a few minutes, Fatma took off her arms.

" Dear...how are you?, kangeeeeen mother is very similar to you, sorry mother who can not help you when you are sad because of the behavior of the mother's son", fatma's tears immediately dripped without cue, as well as Dila who also missed the mother-in-law's sense of the birth mother.

Dila was unable to hold back tears, between happy and sad, happy to meet her mother-in-law, she said, sad because it turns out his childish attitude first who chose to stop by makes people who sincerely love him so sad.

" Im sorry Dila Bu, sorry for not being able to keep Dila's promise to mother to take good care of El, said Dila.

The two women were like a mother and child who had not met for a long time, and were currently reunited and mutually expressed their longing.

" Mrs Dila.!", the two women's cries turned out to wake El who was napping.

Dila looked directly at El who was still rubbing his eyes, El was getting bigger and taller, El looked more handsome and more similar to his father.

" Dear El", Dila stretched out her arms as El ran and they embraced.

El cried like a happy little boy because he met his mother again, after two years of not meeting.

" Dila's mother wherever she is, El look for mothers everywhere, but do not meet, El kangen same mother, El has become a good and obedient child, El, El has also studied diligently, now El can read and count, all El do so that Dila's mother does not go anymore" said El innocently.

Dila was deeply moved by El's words,

" well.it turns out that the mother's son has grown up, not slurred anymore, can already say 'R' clearly, the mother becomes more affectionate with El", Dila hugged El tightly.

Indra was so happy that she was moved to see her little family get together again, Indra hoped that there would be no more separating them.

Even though yesterday's farewell was absolute because of his mistake, Dila was only a victim, and always a victim, but Indra also did not want to be blamed raw because he himself was not aware and did not know about the incident at the hotel with Tania.

El who has kept so many stories immediately told Dila at length, until the adhan Maghrib Dila continued to listen to El who continued to tell her story.

" Dear, Madam Dila has to go home to her shop, there are two people working, if El has not finished telling her El can continue tomorrow again", Indra finally cut the endless El story.

" Mommy Dila has a store?, Miss Dila sells what?, El wants to help Bi Dila sell well...", whinek El asks to come to Dila's store.

Indra gave the code asking for Dila's approval, Dila nodded and the four of them walked from the inn to Dila's shophouse.

" So Dila sells here?, because many people also turn out" said Fatma.

" Come in, let Miss Dila make something special for El", Dila asked Indra to invite her and El to sit on an empty bench. " I'll wait a minute".

Indra sat down next to El and her mother,

" In fact Dila has opened branches in several major cities Bu, Dila in collaboration with Bram" said Indra.

" Yes, I already know, right mom who loves to see the same photo of you Dila again handshake with Bram on the online news page. But what I'm wondering is why Bram doesn't tell you, if he meets your wife here, don't tell him that his ex-wife's brother likes your second wife. He is an old bachelor, has been 30 years more but not married, hobbies snack everywhere, so mom does not like you to hang out with him" said Fatma with a ketus tone.

" Mum.., do not judge people from the outside, Bram loh Bu. who used to send Dila to be a baby sitter El Pas in Jakarta".

Precisely the words of Indra just now made so many questions arise in the head of Fatma.

" Is Bram really the one who sent Dila away?, so did they get to know each other first, even before Dila became El's nanny?, then how close was Dila and Bram's relationship?", all those questions immediately appeared in the mind of Fatma, but not Fatma said, because trying to keep Dila's heart.