MY HUSBAND'S EX-BOYFRIEND

It's good we came

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The day that Dirga's parents came to see my family has arrived. Dirga will also come.

I was the only one who could most unsettledly look forward to their arrival. I've put on my face as sweetly as I can today. A traditional Balinese kebaya of short-sleeved baby pink and patterned fabric with predominantly matching but older colors is my choice today.

In the area where I live wearing customary clothing when formal events are one of the obligations. Visiting someone's house to apply including formal events.

Father and mother were also ready with their simple clothes. My mother and I have prepared some treats and drinks for them later. It's not expensive but we think it's worth it to entertain our guests.

I glanced at the wall clock for the next time. I've even tried to contact Dirga several times but the phone is not active.

"Where's Dirga? Why haven't they come yet?" my thinking.

I started to fret because they were an hour late more than the promised time.

"Prophe Yu, maybe they're still on the way." Said Dad trying to calm me down.

Actually, the words of the father were not entirely able to calm me because it happened that the distance of our house was not far. We are different but his house can be reached only about forty minutes from my house.

Dirga had been working to manage a branch office owned by Mr. Wicaksana which happened to be close to my home. That is why he can visit every day. The office engaged in the field of import export delivery services has helped many residents around where I live because they are quite a lot of recruiting labor.

My mind drifted back as the clock kept turning.

"Is it possible that Widya's aunt changed her mind? Could they have cancelled their visit? What possible?"

My mind began to be filled with suspicion of suspicion on the real aunt Widya until this moment I still can not believe if she arrived to accept me.

"Ju go into the room, ma'am." Tukasku.

I've been discouraged. I don't want to expect much. I'm afraid of disappointment.

"Prophey Yu, go in first and rest. I'll call you when Dirga comes." Mother's soft words.

I know my grief. I just nodded to hear it. I'm already very worried. I went straight into the room and didn't even help the mother who started closing the dishes for our guests.

"I'm sorry, father and mother, if they don't come, you'll be very disappointed and embarrassed." My inner.

I tried to get back to Dirga but remained disconnected. I put my phone on the table. My heart feels fucked.

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"Where is pa? Long time!" grouse Dirga.

Papa who understood his son's feelings rose from his seat and headed to his room to see what his wife was doing there.

"How long is it going to be? Dirga has been waiting for a long time. Ayu's family must also be waiting." papa scolded.

"Let them wait. It's good we want to come too. Mama's not done in this bun." Answer aunt Widya relax.

Aunt Widya who always wants to look beautiful and glamorous is sitting in front of a mirror and letting her beloved MUA do her hair bun. Mr. Wicaksana just sighed hearing Aunt Widya's answer.

"Call Ayu. Said we were gonna be late. Don't forget to apologize to them because we've made them wait too long." Tell Mr. Wicaksana to Dirga.

"No need! Mom is soon finished too. Just be patient!" shouted Aunt Widya who heard that.

He was too tense to face today like me to forget to check his phone whether it has been activated or not. Dirga is used to deactivate his phone every night because he does not like to be disturbed during sleep by just the sound of notifications from the phone.

"Ah I forgot to activate my phone." Dirga inner when she saw the emblem of the plane in the upper corner of her phone.

His eyes widened to see the number of miss calls from me on his phone as soon as he activated it. Dirga immediately panicked.

"Mama hunt ma!" his yell.

"Yes, it's over." Answer aunt Widya.

Dirga who was impatient immediately entered and turned on his car. The gas was stepped on many times so that Aunt Widya knew she was waiting in the car.

"It's very impatient of you" grumbled aunt Widya as soon as they got into the car.

"False mama, we've had two and a half hours to keep them waiting." Said Mr. Wicaksana.

"This angry father just angry work with mom. Mama's salon is late and she doesn't know. The streets are jammed mama also do not know, do not mistake mama dong!" Aunt Widya riled.

Dirga didn't want to interrupt anything. He just focused on driving and speeding a little because he didn't want to make me wait any longer.

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"Sorry Yu, I'll be there soon. We were still waiting for the mama who still had business."

I read a message from Dirga when my phone rang. I let out a breath.

"What is Aunt Widya's business? Didn't he know today was their schedule here? He should be able to arrange or postpone his affairs at a later time." I grumbled in my heart.

Not wanting to be late having bad thoughts on him I decided to tidy up a little. I used to fall asleep so my kebaya and cloth were a little messy. I went out of the room and told my faithful father and mother to wait for his future iron.

"They'll be here soon." I said.

"Dirga called you Yu?" ask the mother who looked at me.

I just nodded. I took my feet lazily towards the table that had been prepared by the mother earlier. I re-opened the hood that was installed by my mother.

Just as I finished tidying up the car table Dirga stopped in front. Dad came out to help him open the fence so he could park his car in my yard. He opened the door for Widya's aunt. The woman got out of the car with an unfriendly look. Her makeup seems too excessive in my opinion.

The kebaya that Aunt Widya wears looks so expensive. The accessories she wears look shiny. I glanced at the mother who only appeared modest with the kebaya and cloth she bought in the market. Even his long hair was covered only by himself. A Japanese flower adorned her bun.

There is a lot of difference between the two.

Mr. Wicaksana looked handsome with his white shirt and his batik cloth. Shade matching color with the fabric of his subordinates adds an authoritative impression.

And Dirga, and,

She looks so cute in her custom clothes. Of course he did not want to lose to his father.

"Please enter ladies and gentlemen." Father permits.

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