Not Mauku

Honesty Dimas

"All I need is a candidate for my daughter. Don't need any advice, what if I'm coming home to see your wife. And I'd say that it was the doctor who desecrated my daughter, that way inevitably your wife would allow it and you would marry my daughter," smiling satisfied because it crossed his mind that the plan he was going to make would work.

Dimas stared fixedly at Mahdalene. "Please, do. Because I'm sure my wife will trust me more than you" Dimas said, nodding his head. "Hem, you're overconfident," Smile Dimas sneered.

"Look at it later" Mahdalene's gaze and speech invoke the cold war.

"Please, I'm not afraid. You want to withdraw from the business please, I am able to find other donors who are better than you. Now I know that you are a cunning man" with a very sharp look.

Mahdalene was getting more and more emotional, holding a glass filled with water lifted byuuur! his drinking water was sprayed onto Dimas's face. It was beyond all expectations Dimas.

Dimas rubbed his face with one palm, eager to reply. But still fortunately his common sense still functioned well, he gave his lips a smile. "I'd rather not expect an honorable Housewife, her behavior doesn't reflect her position."

Mahdalena who was furious, looking around a lot of people who just coffee and talk. Then Mahdalene sighed, if she happened that no-no. Afraid of someone recording and finally smelled the media, which would certainly drop his own name.

"Okay doctor, from this moment I declare we start fighting and see who will win" exclaimed Mahdalena.

"Guild, clearly God is all-seeing. He knew who was wrong and who was right" Dimas' eyes implied upward.

The lips of the Council Mother quivered withstanding the mounting anger. His eyes were red, the appearance of his wrinkled facial skin was adorned with tension. "Don't bring God's name here."

"Hit ..." Dimas stood grabbing his phone, then passed leaving the middle-aged woman who was silent on the spot.

Dimas was in the car. "Road Sir?" pinta Dimas's.

"Where is Sir now?" ask Mr. Mad he thinks where else to go.

"To home. Go home" said Dimas, leaning back and thinking about Mahdalena's words. "I must tell my wife everything as soon as possible" murmured Dimas in his heart.

Once at home, Dimas rushed to meet his wife who was certainly in the upper room. With baby twins.

"Assalamu'alaikum, dear Daddy came home," while opening the room door with a soft look the wife was resting on her cool, glancing at the place where the baby twins are empty. "Where they.

After storing his things on the table, Dimas turned his body back down to the bottom floor. Seek the existence of the baby.

"Nrp ... Kayla's? you where dear," said Dimas still from the stairs.

They play with Rita and Bibi. "Huh," Dimas took his breath away, already anxious about their existence. It turns out it's here.

"Dear Dad, what else is he playing. How come you haven't been bobo, baby?" Dimas grabbed both, Rita also why not bobo."

"Your parents," Dimas' cup kissed the cheeks of both.

A moment later after letting go of the longing Dimas let them play back. "Titip is Bi?" Dimas rubbed the three children.

Once again up the stairs. checklek! door knob Dimas swivel. "Assalamu'alaikum mother,?" dimas' voice was soft as he walked closer to his wife, who was making her bed.

"Wa'alaikum salam wr, wb" replied Naya turned her body and grabbed the husband's hand, then kissed his back.

Dimas immediately hugged Naya's tiny body. "Dad miss baby," cup! peeping the head of the wife. Guilt now haunts his feelings. "I'm sorry," said Dimas.

Naya replies and enjoys her husband's embrace, burying her face in his chest, until Naya looks up. "Have you prayed yet?"

"Hehehe not yet," scratched his nape. "You take a shower first."

"Yes, there's the time. I'll get her clothes ready, splinter?" tell Naya to take off the hug.

"But this first," Dimas pointed to his lips.

"What the hell? it was already a spit of late at night as well," Naya blushed in embarrassment.

"Yok dong once ... aja," said Dimas.

Naya gave her smile, looking at the husband's face. "Yes, close your eyes first but," softly, Dimas quickly closed his eyes.

Naya grinned, sticking her two fingers to her lips. Then it is applied again to Dimas' lips, making Dimas open his eyes. "Ah cheat isn't with that dear." Dimas sulks in annoyance.

"Have you cleaned up yet?" while pushing Dimas' chest slowly.

With a lazy and disappointed face Dimas entered the bathroom to clean up, Naya stepped closer to the closet to take Dimas' casual clothes. In his bed.

Dimas came out from behind the bathroom door and looked fresh, Naya just glanced at Dimas did not make any sound. Only the eyes speak.

After Dimas folded his former prayer, Naya stood up. "Eat yuk yang?" while closing his laptop.

"Well, later after eating there is something I want to talk about" said Dimas full of seriousness.

Naya looked at the wonder. "About what?"

"Eat first yuk, hungry," Dimas again did not want to discuss what he wanted to talk about.

"Well," Naya nodded, as they walked down to the kitchen.

Now they are sitting sweetly, in front of him is already available some dinner menu. Dimas and Naya eat a plate together and really enjoy it, Mr. Mad and his wife also eat together with fat boy Rita. Only Bi Taty who did not eat together with the reason that he had eaten, after all, baby twins are not guarded.

"Kok om sam aunty eats bribes anyway? rita had eaten by herself, "Rita looked at Dimas and Naya then glanced at her mother, Meri.

Dimas throws a smile at each other with his wife after hearing Rita's chatter. "Which, later also if our children are grown must be babbling like Rita loh," whispered Naya to Dimas' ear who was nodding back.

Meri blushed in shame as her son spoke like that, "Sorry Ma'am, Mister," Meri nodded. "Ec ... Rita, don't eat it while chatting, you'll be full."

"It's okay Bi" said Naya, while continuing to feed the husband.

Eating was finished, Naya first put her baby twins to sleep, they happen to be tired of playing.

"Have you slept?" asked Dimas when he saw his baby twins already sleeping, in their respective places.

"Yes," Naya stood her steps towards the sofa, and sat there.

Dimas followed Naya and sat beside her. After they sat down casually, Naya opened the conversation. "What do you want to talk about?"

Dimas sighed deeply, and then Dimas began his conversation. "Look," Dimas turned his seat into facing Naya.

Dimas recounts Mahdalene's troubles about her daughter's pregnancy. To want to drag his name into the problems he faced, from the beginning until finally Dimas told me. Not a single thing was missed.

Naya listened to her husband's story carefully, even with her heart pounding. Not expecting a woman who would want to destroy the household of others just for the sake of herself, Naya's eyes glazed over. I can't imagine sharing a husband.

"You really don't say anything to that woman? or you will marry the woman and leave 'me, '" said Naya staring at her husband.

Dimas was shocked to hear the question from his wife. "Mother .. Believe me, I never met him in person, anything else. One more thing, I will never leave Mother, our child," Dimas assured. Holding Naya's hand.

Dimas crouched down in front of Naya his hand grasping both hands of the wife, "Darling, I can't betray Mother," Dimas shook his head and looked at Naya's sad and teary eyes.

Naya smiled bitterly and did not know what else to say, other than to listen to her husband.

"Look, are there any lies in my eyes, Bun? I love Mommy, there is no other woman besides Mommy and Mama who I love," kissed the back of Naya's hand. Dimas' voice began to turn raucous, his eyes were foggy. His heart was afraid that his wife would no longer trust him. "If Mommy does not believe, just ask Mr. Mad, he knows where Dad goes and meets anyone," stared fixedly, expectantly the wife believed fully. Because he is innocent about this.

Naya took a deep breath .. Then she exhaled slowly, she pulled her hand from Dimas' hand. Dimas was surprised to look at Naya's hand which was pulled from the grip of his hand, Dimas's heart slipped worried that the wife was angry.

But what happened, Naya's two hands framed her husband's face, and her lips painted a faint smile. "I-I trust my husband, and why do I ask about you to others, if I know exactly what my husband is. Thank you for being honest with me, too" said the gentle Naya.

"So you believe in me?" tanya Dimas was very enthusiastic.

Naya nodded slowly with a faint smile, Dimas was happy and immediately hugged his wife's body very tightly. "Thank you dear? don't leave me, I can't live without Mommy."

"Will there be a Mama?" naya said slowly.

Dimas was stunned to hear what Naya said, while taking off his embrace he stared fixedly at his wife while saying. "What do you mean?" Dimas astonishment.

"Em .. I mean, if I didn't exist, there would still be a woman Mama that you should really love" Naya said.

Again Dimas nodded. "No-no, Mother must not go, must not," Dimas hugged the wife's body tightly again.

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Thank you to all readers who still follow this story, thank you who have been lake n comments despite not giving his voice heeh janda, heeh, anyway what you guys did for this novel thank you for keeping me excited.🙏🙏