Love Stories Overseas

Chapter 58

Today the store closed early, 7pm the store was closed.

" Mba Hana, mba Mia, know this mas Indra, my husband, this is our son, and this is our mother" Dila said introducing them to her employees.

Mia immediately glared when she knew Dila already had a child of that size, in Mia's mind what might be her boss's MBA (Married by accident), so married young, and 20 years old already has a 5 year old child.

Seeing Mia's expression, Indra also opened her voice.

" Dila married me who is a widower with one child" said Indra explained because he saw the expression of Dila employees who glared at Dila's son was as big as El.

Though Dila actually did not want to tell about it, only need to tell his employees if he already had a husband and children. But it seems like Indra does not want others to think negatively about Dila.

" Well, this is new news again, indeed all this time Dila rarely told us about her personal life, sorry if my friend's attitude was not polite, Mia was so, too expressive", hana said apologizing.

" Since all the sales are up, we want to finish first, and go straight home for a break", Hana said goodbye and pulled Mia's hand which was still standing in front of Indra and Dila.

" The aunt even glared at me, is she angry with me?", asked El innocently.

" It's not so dear, Aunt was just surprised to see a very handsome El" said Indra looking for an excuse.

Hana and Mia say goodbye after the store is cleaned.

" Because today the shop closed early, how about Ms. Dila, so our guide here, grandma has not been to Jogja for a long time, last time here was when your father was a child", fatma said to El who nodded as if understanding.

" Where are you going to travel?, to Malioboro, or to the square, or want to go where is not far from here, because if you feel sorry El is tired in the street", said Dila.

And after deliberating finally they went for a walk in Malioboro. The night atmosphere in Malioboro is always crowded, both from local visitors and foreign tourists.

" Well, I want to buy a nice batik cloth, for us to make family sarimbit clothes, let it have the same, how do you think Dil?".

Dila nodded in agreement with the idea of her mother-in-law, all this time they did not have the same clothes.

Fatma who hobbies shopping unconsciously now buy so many groceries, from batik cloth, bags, sandals, hats, veils, cup sets, to wall hangings were purchased.

Now Indra and Dila are like bodyguards who are in charge of bringing their mother's groceries.

Even El to feel bete because since then there is no item that El likes there.

" Mommy, I already bought it, I can continue tomorrow, pity El ni Bu, he has been tired of following mom since then" said Indra.

Fatma laughed off, she realized that since then her children and grandchildren actually followed her shopping.

" I'm sorry, I didn't realize you didn't even buy anything, it was all just mom's groceries, what are you going to buy?", asked Fatma.

" No, ma'am, it's late, and it looks like El's getting very sleepy, it's been 9 o'clock". Indra brought her mother's groceries, while holding El and taking the others home. Sure enough on the way home to the inn, El had slept soundly.

" You want me to take you to the shophouse, or you want to sleep at the inn tonight?", Indra looked at Dila who was walking beside him.

" I go home to Mas shop, you will know every morning I have to prepare materials for sale, later if El fuss over the phone, I can go to your inn, this decket", said Dila.

" Then El sleeps with mom alone, you sleep in Dila's shophouse, have you not met for a long time, maybe there is something you both want to talk about, since you have not had time to talk, right?", Fatma unlocked her room, placed the groceries on the floor of the room.

" Now you go to the shop, El will be used to sleeping with mom, else El now if you don't sleep awake at night, wake up when it's morning". Indra threw El in the bed of the inn.

Fatma knew her son wanted so badly to be able to spend the night with his wife. As an understanding mother, Fatma also sent Dila and Indra out of her room, and closed the door of the meeting room.

Indra immediately embraces Dila invites a way out of the inn. Dila still felt awkward, but a few days ago he and Indra had successfully completed the bed struggle and reached the end of a satisfactory solution.

" Why?, do not like me to embrace?", asked Indra when her hand was removed by Dila from Dila's shoulder.

" It's not so Mas, I'm embarrassed, the embrace period on the public road like this, besides the people who live here have mostly known me Mas, not good when seen by others, after all, they didn't know I was married" Dila said.

True also what Dila said, forced Indra to release her arms on Dila's shoulders. The two of them continued walking and were already close to the shophouse.

When he arrived in front of the shophouse, there was a young girl who was sitting with her hands in front of Dila's shop.

Lita turned her head when she heard Dila's voice calling out to her. " You go anywhere Dil, I get tired waiting for you not to go back and forth, where the shophouse in the key, until mushrooming I wait for you, I want to confide a lot with you, I want to confide a lot with you, it turns out Felik was nyebelin.", whining Lita, he seemed to be in a bad state.

" Lita.".", said Indra while looking at Lita sticky, and trying to remember.

" Our Indra...!". Lita was no less surprised to see her former sister-in-law in Jogja. Lita looked around, but there were only Indra and Dila there. " Am Indra how can it be in Jogja?", asked Lita curious.

Even more confused, how can Lita and Indra know each other?.

" You know each other?", asked Dila curiously.

Indra just nodded, while Lita immediately explained what her relationship with Indra was.

" He's my ex-sister-in-law, sister Keyla and Mas Indra were separated about 5 years ago" Lita replied.

" Is there any business in Jogja?, how can you go together and know each other anyway?", asked Lita curious.

" No, I only have personal business" Indra replied briefly.

" Don't tell me Mas deliberately ran me over, make me ask for help I'm making a reference to Mas's relationship with Keyla again".

Lita's words made Dila glance cynically at Indra, Dila opened her door and entered inside. " Do you want to talk outside?, it's night, it's not good to noisy neighbors!", said Dila sewot.

Indra and Lita entered the shop, not forgetting Indra closed the shop door and locked the door from the inside.

" I don't need your help Lit, I'm married to another girl, but my wife ran away to Jogja, I came here to meet her on purpose" Indra replied.

It seems Lita and Dila are very familiar, the proof is that Lita came here because she wanted to vent her personal problems with Dila. But why did Lita not know that Dila was married to him?, is it true said Bram, and the two employees Dila, if Dila is very closed to his personal problems.

Dila was rarely ever tell about his personal life to anyone, even until Indra was legitimately the husband of Dila, Dila also never told about the story of his past. Dila is a good secret keeper, it is not wrong if Lita likes to confide in Dila, guaranteed the security of her secrets.

Lita chuckled at the words of Indra just now, " Mas Indra. mas Indra.., your fate did not change also, still the same, left behind by running away with his wife, what did you do anyway, until twice married and left to run away with his wife?".

" Ahem..., let's drink the tea".

Dila cleared her throat while serving warm tea and snacks at the table.

" You heard Dil, the story of my former sister-in-law, when her face was beautiful, her efforts advanced, what less try?. But how to get married twice left the same wife continues, what the hell did Mas Indra do?, I became curious. You see, if I was the same sister Kayla or the same mother, it must always be answered 'children do not have to interfere in adult affairs', is not it very annoying", muttered Lita.

Dila exhaled deeply, "actually you are here what do you want Lit, you said you want to confide in Felik, why now turned into discussing the household of your former brother-in-law?", said Dila ketus.

" If you two are still busy talking, I mending sleep first yes, I'm very sleepy, it's night" Dila got up from her seat and walked to the stairs.

" Wait Dil, I was willing to confide in you, but so I forgot because I met my ex-sister-in-law, I nginep here ya Dil.", whine Lita.

" Can't !", replied Indra ketus.

Lita looked at Indra strangely, why was it that Indra forbade her to stay, were they no longer having any business?.

" I'll sleep here tonight, because Dila is my wife who ran away to Jogja!".

Indra's answer made Lita glare, as well as laugh out loud while holding her stomach.

" Mas Indra if the imprank is about dong Mas, Lita is only 20 years old, and I know him since two years ago, when Dila just arrived in Jogja, he said, Dila it ngekos beside my boarding house, we are neighbors first, so if mas Indra ngaku become her husband Dila, no one will believe" said Lita while trying to stop laughing.

" My wife ran away from home two years ago, and all this time I've been looking for her, it's just that I just found her" Indra answered honestly.

Lita saw Indra's serious expression when she said that, Lita also looked at Dila who was also not seen laughing with Indra's joke.

" Seriously Dil?, Mas Indra and you are husband and wife?".

Dila immediately nodded, making Lita instantly gawk in her shock.