Love You Once Again

Chapter 32 The Village of Pine

the next day, the parents and also dela came when the day was near noon. Rosi did not come, because he was in school.

before leaving della and bu nisa make asinan bogor requested dira.

della who makes sainan bogor and the mother who cooks to be brought to her son's house. pickled made della very tasty, equipped with peanuts make the pickled more savory.

he opened the door when they got to the front of the house.

"DIRA...!!! " dela shouted and walked quickly to her and hugged the friend who had not met for a long time.

dira welcomed dela's embrace with a flat expression as he had not remembered their closeness just yet.

"wow your stomach is so big, what are these two?" dela touched her stomach with her fingers.

"one woman, seven months pregnant and that much gedenya." bu nisa explained briefly.

"let's go in first, it's hot outside for a long time"

dira invited everyone to come in.

when dela enter the form of a room in the house looks familiar, dela like never seen this design before.

dela continued to look at every part of the house until she distracted him.

"what are you thinking about?" said bu nisa while patting dela's shoulder.

"home dera dapet design where is this ma'am? not very foreign"

"no, dimas makes it"

delapun mngacuhnya attention to the room of the house dela.

They sit in the living room which is also a family room.

ms. Nisa made cold drinks and warm tea for all of them. dela took the cakes brought from home and arranged them on a plate.

dira did not help, mother asked him to just rest.

"what's your cage, son? " ask jaya's father.

"not too good well, still often several times a contraction but not as often as yesterday, thank God the blood is no longer there"

"do you need me to stay here to help you?"

"no need well, lak dimas has been looking for people near here to help themselves"

"your husband has always been very considerate of you"

"cook the yah? "

"dimas used to have been a few months to pick you up at school when you turned your feet because you learned to ride a bike. How old was she, Mom? jaya asked nisa.

"dira is still 5th grade SD, ten years old if not wrong well" she replied from a dining table not far from them.

"it's mah modus om mau deket-deket dira" dela memahut hear pak jaya's story.

"they used to be small, in childhood still Junior High School, cook yes modusin SD children?"

"wah, dimas bucin same you from small times huh ra?"

he just shrugged his shoulders while smiling.

after chatting for a long time, she invited dad, dira and dela to lunch.

dira ate asinan bogor made by dela

with ravenous. dela happy when you see you like with his homemade pickles.

"like the salt? "

"it's delicious. You want it? "

"don't ah, full. was also already then home. "

"it was dela that made you know ra" said bu nisa.

"this is you making?"

"yes dong" replied dela

lunch is over, mother and father come home. dela did not come home with them because they still want to be with him. did not meet him in a long time, not to meet him, making dela really long for him, especially the condition of him who is pregnant and lost memory makes dela want to know a lot about his best friend.

dela invites you to tell each other while they are sitting together on the porch of the house.

"don't you want me at all, Ra? " dela asked opening their chat.

"yet, but I can understand our relationship from the mother's story and that time's rosi, it's not important to try to remember things that are difficult to do."

"we were very close first, but you never told me about dimas"

"i don't know for sure why I keep it to myself. Obviously, right now I'm Momas' wife and I love her. "

"you don't want rama at all?, you should have been in the room last month dira, you were so happy when I told you about it. "

"i had no other choice then, my pregnancy was getting bigger, and I don't remember anything about rama either."

dela was aware of her situation and could not blame her.

"did Rama know if your stomach child was his?"

"no, I won't tell him, dimas also asked me not to tell him that."

"we've opened a new page and it looks like dimas has also accepted this child, he loves me and my pregnancy."

"the butterflies should know themselves, he's the father!" dela reaffirmed the truth to dira

"you'll get in trouble if you hide the boy from the rama".

"i'm not ready yet, it's still confusing for me."

"you are too greedy, loving two people at once will not be good for you. You will hurt many people. I remind you, rama is not a random person you can play with."

dira let out a long sigh, their relationship was so complicated that he could not ignore it.

Their chat stopped when the car was entered into the palace of the house without dira and dela realized if the time had shown at three in the afternoon.

dimas got out of the car to see his wife sitting on the porch with an unknown woman.

"who is this, baby?" dimas asked his wife.

dira explained who the woman next to him was.

dimas soon found out who dela was, because he had heard the woman's name several times.

they then entered the house, dimas entered his room with dira and dela sitting in the television room.

dimas hugged and kissed him when they had entered the room. "unfortunately many tiring events today, it feels very comfortable to hug you like this"

dira released a hug dimas. "shower first yes, then hug again if it is already fragrant" she said while looking at her husband's face.

dimas then took off his clothes and went to the bathroom.

dira went out to make warm tea for her husband and took him into the room, put it on the table and then went out of the room to meet Dela who was cool watching tv.

"your husband is handsome also dir, pantes galau.two sakep si" dela seduces dira.

"do you like my husband? "

"yes, crazy you. The virgin out there is still a lot. like not doing it I like the husband of people" dela replied with a little annoyed with his best friend.

dira smiled broadly hearing dela's words.

"my memory's been getting a little clear lately, I wish I could remember you more."

"to jakarta yuk, we have many places that you must remember, you must like who knows who can help you remember something.

"my pregnancy is problematic, I can't be tired and stressed, or my son can be born prematurely. I don't want anything to happen to him"

"why your content? what's the problem?"

"the doctor said my place closed the birth canal, if fatigue could be dangerous, I'm not tired of sometimes blood and frequent contractions."

"oh so. well I'll tell you all about the fun things that we often do first"

"don't tell me about rama, I have to take care of my husband's feelings"

"saib boss...."