Love Stories Overseas

Chapter 91

It turns out that the daughter of Bu Titin who was told he worked in Bekasi was Kak Intan, Dila really did not expect if the world was only as wide as moringa leaves. So narrow, that everywhere again met someone from his past.

The big question in Dila's mind right now was, "Does Mrs Titin know what Intan's real job is?, he said?, could it be that diamond is telling the truth if she works as an PL (song guide) at a karaoke place?".

Intan looks smiling but also looks panicked, Intan's expression when it is mixed between happy and surprised can be seen from his face that became pale but still forced to smile.

" Do you know each other?, waaah.. mother does not think that you know each other, because Intan is a type of person who is not easy to get along with", muttered Titin.

" It used to be, before I went to Jakarta to be El's nanny, our contract was next to Bu, Intan's sister who told me if there was a friend of her acquaintance who was looking for a nanny. But since I moved to Jakarta, we never met again" Dila said trying to explain.

" Kat Intan has been very good to me, Ms. Titin, even we just knew her, she has given me a gift on my 17th birthday. Until now I still keep gifts from Kak Intan well", added Dila.

Intan smiled. This time it was relieved that Dila did not say any strange things that could arouse the mother's suspicion. Since Dila was like that, Intan could know Dila was a good girl, she was also the one who never talked about Intan's ugliness among the other rented residents. Even still greeting and respecting Intan even though he knows what Intan's real work is.

" Does Kak Intan still live in Bekasi until now?. How about we find a comfortable place to talk?", invite Dila.

And here they are now, a cafe where there are children's playgrounds, there are places to sit around to relax around the playground. Still in the same mall, only different floors from where Dila and El had eaten. Dila ordered some drinks and also a cake for their chatmates.

" So is it now that your relationship with your husband has improved?", Ms. Titin remembered how Dila used to confide in her domestic affairs.

Dila felt bad because there was Intan too.

" Don't tell me, Intan doesn't like gossiping like his mother, his girlfriend is also a little, mostly boy friends, so I'm surprised to know you know each other".

" Inan is also now not in Bekasi, he is married to a Kalimantan, a successful coal businessman, although the age of her husband is much more mature, but it does not matter if according to the mother, just like you and your husband who are quite far away, even so can snack right?".

Bu Titin tells the story of Intan, his eldest daughter.

" Is it true that Intan is married?, with a Bornean, or is she only made a mistress by a striped-nose om-om who was once her guest?", Dila still continues to keep many questions in her brain.

" The relationship between me and my husband is now better than when I first got married, maybe it was still a time of introduction and adjustment, so there is often a misunderstanding. But until now we have not been given a baby, so the plan is next month we will honeymoon Bu Titin, all this time we are busy with our affairs, and have not had time to honeymoon", said Dila so open with Bu Titin, for some reason every chat with Bu Titin seemed to be confiding in his own mother. Bu Titin is indeed the most comfortable place according to Dila.

" Wah... good then, your husband's age must be now 30 years more, it should add baby".

" Let's hope your plan is successful, yes. Pray also this Intan is also pregnant, only 11 weeks, so it does not look big stomach. Intan has also been following the pregnancy program for quite a long time, right son?", asked Titin to his daughter.

Intan nodded. " I wasn't really ready to get pregnant, because my husband was busy with his business, and I still wanted to enjoy the time alone with my husband. But my mother-in-law always asked about grandchildren and grandchildren again.., so I joined the pregnancy program, after one year, only I managed to get pregnant. This is also with the process of fertilization outside, because the doctor said 'have my husband' is not too good and strong. So between mine and my husband put together and fertilization is done outside, after something is done, just inserted into my womb". Intan now explains.

The explanation from Intan just made all of Dila's bad thoughts about Intan instantly perish. If indeed Intan's husband and his family want a grandchild from Intan, surely Intan really married the Kalimantan people, not just become a mistress om-om rich. You see, from the novel that Dila had read, usually being a mistress was only invited to feel good in bed, and the man did not want his mistress to get pregnant, and the man did not want his mistress, because it will only be troublesome and can not be invited to often play bed again.

" Waaah... congratulations then Kak Intan, his efforts and struggle to bear fruit, hopefully healthy all, Brother and also the fetus in the stomach of Kak Intan".

Dila looked at Intan carefully.

" Did Kak Intan not mabok, vomiting or cravings what is it?, he said that young pregnant women like strange cold?, or nausea continues like that?", asked Dila curious.

Intan chuckled at Dila's question.

" Nearly every morning vomiting like that at home, the name is morning sickness, but if the afternoon has not vomited again".

" And my desire is yes this. again wanted to go to the mall with my mother, so yesterday I paid to go to Jakarta with my husband, I was escorted to Jakarta, Jakarta, but my husband returned to Kalimantan again because he was busy with work. Maybe I'll stay at mom's house for a few days. Looks like my son craves for the same Oma" explained Intan.

Dila smiled hearing what the desire of the fetus in the stomach Intan. Because it is said sometimes what pregnant women want is strange things. Dila hoped that he could be as lucky as Intan whose efforts and struggles paid off.

Dila with Intan and Bu Titin continued to chat around the family, Dila asked Intan a lot about what it was like to be pregnant and many more they talked about, so it did not feel the time changed quickly, he said, it was soon afternoon that turned into afternoon.

" It's afternoon, so I'm really sorry that Bu Titin and Kak Intan, had to cut the sentence, it's been since the morning that I and El came out of the house, afraid of the delay, mumpung El's father again on weekends, so want to leave first yes, if you are still busy walking on the next course, it looks like El is also tired of playing games, and it's time to rest".

Though Kayla is her birth mother, if there really is an inner bond between the birth mother and her child, El should be able to feel a strange sigh in her heart when she meets and sees Kayla. But it seems like El is mediocre.

What the children know, which people are truly sincere and which people are indifferent.

" El came home first Aunt, Oma. assalamualaikum.", said El with a big smile.

" Okay, it's been more big and handsome just this Oma's grandson, used to be the first clay was still small and not fluent in speaking the letter 'r', now it's really sintered, added handsome as well".

Ms. Titin was so anxious to see El who was getting bigger and smart to talk.

El smiles at the praise from Bu Titin, they split up, Bu Titin and Intan are still in the cafe, while Dila and El walk towards the parking lot.

" El, do we want to buy souvenirs for me so that I don't get angry?, it looks like we've been gone too long all day, according to El, what do you like?".

Dila seemed to think while still walking in the mall.

" Buy the ice cream, Miss Dila, the ice cream is sweet, sweet it will make the heart happy, so you don't get angry".

Dila immediately chuckled at El's explanation, "Most also El who wants ice cream, but use alesan buy ice cream for dad", Dila pinched the nose of El who now chuckles to himself.

" But papa deh buy ice cream, anyways outside is still very hot, bring home ice cream must be suitable at this hot-hot time".

Dila also agreed with El's proposal, and bought some ice cream cups to take home as souvenirs.

Arriving at the parking lot Dila directly hang a bag containing ice cream on his motorbike. Wearing El helmet and also wearing his own helmet.

" Are you ready, baby ?".

El nodded.

" Okay, then now we let's go....!".

Dila immediately drove his motorbike through the hot and crowded streets of vehicles. Dila deliberately sought a breakthrough route that was not hit by traffic jams and the fastest to get home.

Only half an hour drive Dila has arrived, since El was already feeling sleepy, Dila fire continues to invite him to chat, lucky El can resist sleepiness, for the sake of being able to eat ice cream with his father at home.

Arriving at the house of El immediately looking for the whereabouts of his father. He was sitting in the gazebo next to the house.

" Our father ate ice cream with yuk" asked El. Indra just nodded, and tasted a little ice cream.

" El continued to eat ice cream inside, yes, same bi Darsih and bi Ana, I want to talk to Miss Dila".

El complied and brought the ice cream box into the house.

" I'm sorry if it went all day, I met an old friend at the mall, just after eating with El.

" Where are you going to the mall?", asked Indra.

" To Lita Mas's apartment", replied Dila.

" Where are you going from Lita's apartment?", Indra asked more specifically.

" Why did Indra ask that, did Indra know that I was from the hospital?", Dila.