Not Mauku

Take your wife

On the other hand he let out a long sigh, Aldo couldn't possibly want to either. Somehow not at the same time, Dimas scrunched his forehead as if thinking. The only way to ask Dery for help.

Dimas stood up and grabbed his suit, passing by a little in a hurry to pick up the bag in his study.

"Where's bro? we're not done talking yet" Endro screeched as he ruffled his hair.

Dimas rushed his steps down the Hospital, arriving at the study. Instantly clean up his messy desk, after which back down the corridor. Many passed by doctors and nurses, Dimas only reviewed a smile.

His steps were increasingly accelerated towards the car in the parking lot, in his mind. Want immediately the problem of Ma'am Mahdalena ran as soon as possible, without involving herself again.

His decision was already unanimous, even though he did not get a man who would help him. He would not comply with Ma'am Mahdalena's request for any reason, enough that his wife was hurt by being away from the family solely for his sake. He wanted to pray and make him hurt.

"Pack the road" Dimas told his driver after he put on his seatbelt.

Mr. Mad nodded, obeying his master's orders.

"To path xx," said Dimas, leaning his head.

"Oh, ain't you coming home?" ask Mr. Mad astonished.

"I had business there first" he muttered Dimas staring out the street from the window.

Not asking anymore, Mr. Mad just direct the car to the road headed by his employer.

"Shortly on the way, Dimas was directly to a place that had been promised with Dery. In the parking lot was seen Dery motor means the person is waiting for the arrival of Dimas.

Dimas steps to stop in front of Dery who was waiting. "Sorry, long wait huh?" while sitting his body in the chair right in front of Dery.

"Not long ago," said Dery while gripping his coffee.

"Hem ..." murmured Dimas.

"What's the matter, it looks so serious?" tanya Dery looked at Dimas full of curiosity.

Dimas placed both his hands in front of the table, before sighing slowly and exhaling slowly.

"Look, I'm facing a problem" Dimas paused.

"The problem? what's the problem," with a sharp look.

"Em .. is not really my problem! and somehow I got dragged into it, Miss Council's daughter got pregnant and I was begged-!"

"What?" hearing Dimas' words, Dery woke up and leaned forward, with the reflex of his left hand clutching the collar of Dimas' shirt. "Unfortunately, you son of a bitch, you must betray your wife?" sergeant Dery glares.

Obviously Dimas was surprised that Dery would do that to him. "Listen I haven't finished yet."

Dery is tightening his grip. "You jerk, you must hurt your wife, you're not grateful to have a good wife. What other poet are you looking for ha?" his right hand was already swinging, preparing to punch Dimas in the chest. But nimbly Dimas grabbed the hand, Dery's eyes flushed red and his jaw hardened holding back anger at Dimas who he thought had been having an affair with another woman.

"At a time" Dimas' hands were raised. "Listen to my explanation, Dery."

"Naya is nothing to me, but she reminds me of my dead wife. And I never would have had anyone hurt her, even if you were her husband," Dery's voice grew higher and threw Dimas back. Almost Dimas' body toppled backward, fortunately he was still able to balance himself.

"Prophe Dery, let me finish talking first" Dimas asked in a soft voice.

They finally sit back as they were, facing each other Dery sipped his drink back.

Dimas took a deep breath. "I've never been close to him, anything else. It can't be, right?" dimas.

"Don't beat around the bush talking to the point?" Dery's assertive.

"Okay, gini! councilwoman's daughter is pregnant and her lover is dead. In an accident, he is now looking for a man who wants to marry his daughter. And he dared to pay whatever man he wanted to marry his daughter. Until she gives birth, when she gives birth. Will soon take care of the divorce," Dimas assured Dery.

Dery looked at Dimas. "So you're being asked to cover up her disgrace, and you want to?" with annoyance.

"No, of course not. I am married, there is no way I want to" said Dimas back.

"Continue?" dery's gaze sharply looked at Dimas, the man in the hat turned his back and sat leaning back.

"I was threatened." Dimas said he was threatened if he did not want to and did not get a replacement man. "Are you willing to marry her? until she gave birth."

Dery breathed out of his nose. "No, paid whatever you don't want. And you're not a child who is easily threatened, you must firmly have a stand and you must think about your wife's feelings. Does he know this?" ask Dery in a flat tone.

Dimas. "No, I haven't told you anything, still confused."

"You're a man who should be responsible for your wife, not another woman who has nothing to do with you" Dery said.

"That's it, I want to solve the problem first and tell the story."

"How come the council came and told your wife that the one who impregnated her child was you?" ask Dery. "Campus you?" Dery furious.

Dimas calmly smiled as he said. "My wife will trust me more, and the witness of my driver, she knows if I go anywhere if not at home," is very confident.

"Of course I'm sure" Dimas said.

"Why don't you want to? with my offer, it's just a minute and you'll make money, too." Dimas looked at Dery.

Before answering Dery was silent without flinching while staring fixedly at Dimas's face. "I don't want money to be able to find the way I work."

"Good," Dimas nodded slowly.

"From me marrying him just to cover up my disgrace, to my death taking your wife, who is clearly the respectable woman in my eyes" Dery said.

Dimas looked up, his hand quickly turned around to grip the neck of Dery's shirt very tightly. His eyes were glaring, his teeth were tightening. Left hand clenched it felt like he wanted to punch Dery in the face immediately. "You ..." further tightened his teeth with his index finger pointing at Dery's nose.

Dery's words greatly angered him, a sense of jealousy that once existed awakened back in his mind Dimas.

While Dery did not respond to anything, other than smiling smugly looking at Dimas' expression that was so angry at him.

Tidying the collar around his neck, Dery said calmly. "Eat him don't fuck around. Don't throw away gems just to get a handful of copper, don't be a fool."

Dimas was silent a thousand languages, some time they were just silent with the contents of their heads respectively, Mad sir approached. "Sorry sir, your phone missed and kept ringing. It looks like Mom called," Mad sir's voice broke the awkwardness and silence between them, and he gave Dimas' cell phone.

"Oh, thank you sir?" Dimas glanced at Mad sir then saw Dery staring at him, as Dimas' phone rang again. He stood a little away from Dery and took his call.

^^^Dimas: "Well, what's wrong?"^^^

^^^Naya: "Where! why haven't you come home yet?"^^^

^^^Dimas: "Dad is chatting with Dery Bun, soon to be home. It's also coming home."^^^

^^^Naya: "Oh, yes. But be careful which? don't go home tonight."^^^

^^^Dimas: "Ok dear, I Love you."^^^

Then the connection was cut off, Dimas put it in his pants pocket. Then came back to Dery who was still sitting in a unmoved place, only his eyes were moving.

"I'm going home in the afternoon, sorry for taking your time" Dimas said, staring at Dery, who was just staring at him.

"Okay, go home" he murmured slowly.

Finally they left the place, both walking gontai towards the parking lot. In the parking lot the two separated approached their respective vehicles.

Dimas enters his car, Dery rides his motorcycle. Both moving but different directions.

After half the journey Dimas muttered. "Our sire xx first, I there need be with Ma'am Mahdalena."

Mr. Mad nodded, obeying his master's orders.

After a few tens of minutes the car arrived at its destination, Dimas immediately went down. "Wait a minute, sir."

"Good sir."

Dimas rushed to the promised place, Dimas stopped at the designated table, and there Mahedalena was waiting.

"Sit down" Mahdalene sat down. "What do you want to drink?"

Dimas sat in front of Mahdalene. "Thank you, that was."

"Where is the good news for me? I'm sure you bring good news to me" asked Mahda very hopeful.

"No, I've been trying to find someone I can trust. But they were not willing," said Dimas with a calm countenance.

Instantly the romance of Mahda's face turned sour and disappointed. "What's? I didn't hear wrong."

"No ma'am, that's right" Dimas said.

Mahda swallowed her saliva which was hard to swallow and hard to throw away, with her lesion she said. "What is the fate of my son? please do doc, help me, I'll pay you anything and it's only temporary doc. I beg?" Mahda pleaded with Dimas.

Dimas. "Sorry I can't, I don't want to. Not that I do not like you, you should just hide your daughter if you do not want to be known to many people. Going abroad for example," said Dimas.

"All I need is for you to help me, not to set me doctor Dimas," Mahda played her index finger, her tone full of disappointment and annoyance.

"Bu-not me set up, but give advice. And I know there is no right to govern you" Dimas said slowly.

"Remember the doctor, I never messed with all my sayings. All I can do if I want" exclaimed Mahda very confidently ....

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How's everything going? thank you for following this novel.

NB ... also stopped by my other work at SKM ''Married Contract Letter''' hopefully with🙏