My sister My husband

Section 75. Cahoot.

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" You're going, aren't you Ndra?" Papa Dimas asked amid a heated debate.

" Yes Pa." Answer Andra politely.

" Go now, Dinda get your husband to the front. Be a good wife." His words advised Dinda to make Dinda pout her mouth.

" Yes Pa." Gumam Dinda is not sincere. Andra still with his frustration walked limping towards the front porch even though the dinner was not finished yet and half the event was filled with debate.

It was strange when they walked to the terrace Papa Dimas continued to follow. And. just as they got outside Papa Dimas immediately entered and locked the door from the inside.

" s.g., Papa! Openup! why in the lock?" Dinda banged on the door.

" Papa doesn't hold troublemakers! Please spend the night out there Papa doesn't care! Papa's dizzy hearing your quarrel!"

" But pa, Dinda's bag and wallet are still inside!" Rengek Dinda asks for a respite.

" You're married, it's not Papa's responsibility anymore!" Papa Dimas said with annoyance.

" Bad!" Pekik Dinda annoyed in imbued with the door slump gradually shrivelled.

Andra grinning. He won this time thanks to the help of his in-laws. " What's a look around?" Andra raised both eyebrows as Dinda looked at him expectantly.

" Don't look at me like that, my wallet and car keys are left in my room." Andra's reply made Dinda wither away instantly. Dismissed is all hope.

" basic... Aishis... Papa, open the door!" Dinda cried out from behind the door.

" Not until you make up." Replied Papa Dimas who apparently still faithfully stood behind the door.

Andra who was embarrassed by the behavior of Dinda who continued to bang on the door asking for attention from her father made her tired. Andra sat on the chair in front of the terrace she just kept quiet and frowned.

" that's why Dinda stopped you like she doesn't know fatherly he doesn't give up as easily as you do." andrea's pronunciation was full of ridicule mixed with piercings more precisely made Dinda glance at Andra with a murderous look in her eyes.

Dinda fell silent and sat down next to Andra "this is all because of you!" he said it was full of emotion.

Andra leaned to the corner of her lips thinly but full of meaning she frowned as if she did not understand all the mistakes now always befall her. " Yes, it's up to you that women are never wrong and never lose."

" Think about the solution! I don't want to be a bully in my own house." Subconsciously Dinda spoke with a whine and shook Andra's arm.

There is progress, although it is very small. But. enough to make Andra's heart warm because of a little touch from the wife. " Yes, if I'm the one talking... Papa must be opening the door. Stay how you are." He said calmly and turned things around.

Now Dinda is desperate. He seemed forced to make up even though his heart was not fully ready to forgive. " Okay, we're better." His words were not sincere, even his face was reluctant to look at Andra.

" Oh.ish... How polite my beautiful and fine wife is to talk while turning her face like that." Said Andra who deliberately insinuated Dinda's behavior.

Dinda snorted annoyed and very upset there was no choice and squeezed, forced to obey the will of the husband and ignore all his ego. " Oh, my husband.., from today on we make up. Please, you talk to Papa. Don't you feel sorry for your beautiful, well-heeled wife if you have to sleep on the porch all night and be a mosquito-fed meal?" His words were ridiculous and still coupled with spoiled flirting that made Andra nauseous.

" Less sincere and impressed too far-fetched. I want a graceful and charming and sincere impression from the heart." Andra's real protest had wanted to laugh out loud while listening to Dinda's highly forced seduction just now.

" Oh, Jeez....! You want too much!" Gumam Dinda soft but clearly heard by Andra.

" What? If not sincere, no need. Let's sleep all night on the porch. This is the rainy season, and there are usually frogs near the grass going up to the terrace and...." Andra scares Dinda who in fact hates rain-welcoming animals.

" stop!! don't mention the animal okay! Yes, I'll talk seriously." His speech that was installing an alert mode looked around. He was afraid that a frog would jump and perch at his feet.

" She, honey, my husband.. We made up?" Dinda said while holding Andra's hand with both feet that had been hanging on the chair.

Andra was really happy to be called darling. " Oh, Okay. We make up. " Anna answered, and one hand knocked on the door. " I also sincerely and sincerely apologize to you for all my faults huh?" Andra's shady gaze landed on Dinda's bead.

" Papa, open the door. Dinda knows papa's still eavesdropping on us." Dinda's chirps unceasingly made Papa Dimas laugh and open the door.

" Well so good, tomorrow again if you want to fight not in front of me. It's late, come in! it's gonna rain soon." Papa Dimas slowly pulled Andra's hand and entered the house and ignored Dinda who was still a manyun sitting on the terrace.

Andra looked back and showed her head. " Dear, come in. I don't want my wife kidnapped by a frog prince." Andra engaja seduces Dinda and makes Dinda immediately jump and enter the house with a flurry.

They made up after that? Oh naw.

Sleep alone Dinda still keep her distance, and talk only when asked. Andra has right attitude Dinda like this. This is a sign of anger only at the moderate level. Not at the top level. Andra could still breathe a sigh of relief.

Three days later.

" Dear, it's been three days and I haven't unboxed you." Andra spoke frontally and received a pillow float from Dinda.

" Ragh.... But I want it now. You don't pity?"

Dinda did not respond and chose cool with her night ritual wearing skincare.

" Dear, Ummi.., come on before the kids come home and I'll get back to work."

Dinda's actually embarrassed, her cheeks blushing. It's just that he hid it behind a face mask so Andra couldn't see it.

" Argh.., I remember when you and Natasha... I don't know I haven't completely forgotten." Honestly Dinda revealed the fruit of her mind.

" Gosh, that's been a long time. You alone, just a few years ago with...." Said Andra who was about to bring up Dinda with Keanu.

" Hahaha....! Me and our Halal Mas Kean are legal in the eyes of religion and country. But you?" Dinda underestimated Andra.

Capturing the signal of the debate Andra chose to end it.

" After all, don't want it also as long as you know how much sin to refuse the husband's desire for it? Your bow, will not be accepted... Angels are also lazy to get close to you."

" Oh, threatening with arguments?" Dinda turned her body and approached Andra. " Do you think doing that with the condition of the forced husband is not an injustice? He said your leg still hurts and always whines complaining about this pain. Are you also in cahoots with Ayman and Papa?" Dinda took a look and made Andra shut up for a moment.

Oh.hh...! Right on target once Dinda to make your husband die style. Out of sense to look for excuses or rather, weapons eat master.

Flashback.

" Sstt....! Faiths. Here...!" Andra waved her hand and called out to Ayman in a half whisper.

The handsome and obedient boy just come along. He ran over to Abi. " What's the matter Abi?" Plain asking.

Andra smiled cunningly, she was happy to use her son to attract the attention of Dinda. There is no rejection if the children ask. It's just that if Keanna can't be used yet. " Will faith have these toys?" Andra shows a package of blue crete toys that are often called Thomas by Ayman.

" Want Abi....!" Ayman was soaring with pleasure.

Andra bowed and whispered "Next Abi pretended to fall yes, continue to run to Ummi. Tell Ummi to help Abi."

Ayman frowned and was ready to throw a rejection. " But Abi, said Ummi, lying is a sin. God will be angry." Poloss.

" Love, this is not a lie. It's just pretend. Okay well? Don't you lie and pretend?" Andra convoluted and played the word which of course went on just getting the nod and the lucrative cooperation.

" Okay Abi...!" Said Ayman who obeyed the childish will of Abinya.

So what's going on?

Surely it was an act where Andra pretended to fall just for the sake of Dinda helping her, touching her, and taking care of her. Ask for this and that, ask to be served as best as possible and Dinda complies with it out of pity.

Until one day, the cooperation of Father and son was revealed. Dinda unintentionally eavesdropped on the negotiations they were having.

Flashback.

" Dear, I want to...." Andra Whine.

Dinda did not answer and sauntered away leaving Andra floundering like a child of Kindergarten who rampaged because it was not given what he wanted.

Behind the door, Dinda listened to all the swearing and slurring of the husband. He laughed without a sound.

" Oh, jeez. Don't crack, don't crack..!" Dinda patted her face mask so as not to crack.

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