Not Same Again

Let them

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Bian sighed . Then try to get his wife. But just one step forward, Nana latad one step back away.

'' dear.. '' Bian.

Nana nodded slowly.

'' sorry to say it too late.

I know I was wrong ''

'' ... '' Nana turned her face away.

Hearing such a soft voice his heart was like being squeezed. Especially if you have to see Bian's pleading facial expression.

No. gabe. He won't be able to.

'' Nana, baby.

Please forgive my attitude yesterday .

I'm insensitive, I also don't pay attention to you and ignore your feelings.

And because I'm also the state we are rich gini ''

Nana is thinking . What he should be like is responding to his current situation. Everything was in line with what he expected.

The faithful husband was waiting for her. Then his apology.

Plus the situation and circumstances are no longer the same as before. And now there will be no more people who will disturb his household .

He should be satisfied, right ?

But-but why did her feelings become so unclear like this ?

Nana wiped away her tears that escaped without being prevented. He took a breath and prepared to talk. Yet -

'tock. tok. '

Nana and Bian both turned to the door of the room.

'' Naaa.' Call Siti from out there.

'' mamaaaaaaaa followed Dion's hoarse-sounding voice.

Nana rushed to open the door. Siti is holding Dion .

The boy immediately released himself and hugged Nana.

Siti says that Dion woke up and looked for her. Because Dion was crying and could not be persuaded, Siti was forced to take him.

Nana nodded in understanding . Although from childhood always with Siti, but every night Dion always awake just to make sure if the mother is with him.

Dion can't sleep without him.

'' yes, no papa mak. Mak rest aja.

Let Dion sleep with me ''

Siti nodded and with a heavy heart stepped away.

Even though he had planned to give time for the husband and wife to let go of the homesickness. But what is the power if Dion turns out not to be invited to work together.

Nana closed the door. Then bring Dion in and go straight to the bathroom.

Bian who saw it followed into the room entered by his son and wife.

Bian's steps stopped at the mouth of the door that Nana accidentally closed.

Nana is helping Dion undress .

The water that he had prepared to soak with Nana, Dion is now in it.

And that meant his hope of taking a bath together was dashed. But Bian will not dispute that.

He noticed Nana rubbing Dion's body in warm water while not stopping chattering.

Indeed, every time there is an opportunity, Nana will definitely invite Dion to speak.

This is part of the therapy recommended by specialists specialized in child growth and development.

Although it has been a long time, the response and progress of Dion is fairly slow.

A dozen minutes passed. Nana was done bathing and also helped Dion put on her clothes.

After that they both went to bed, where Bian was sitting on his side.

'' papa's son why, em ? '' Bian greeted Dion by grabbing his fingers and grasping them.

Dion nodded, looking at the mother who nodded while taking off their hands.

'' Dion was the same old man, yes.

Mama's going to take a shower ''

Dion nodded. After Nana walks into the bathroom and closes the door, Dion turns her eyes to Bian.

'' Dion is going to sleep again, right ? '' Bian lifted up his son's body and laid him on the bed.

Bian broke down next to his son and began to talk about anything. Dion seemed so attentive and listened to every word that came out of his papa's mouth .

' the clamps' sound of the bathroom door opening, making Bian immediately turn his head and stop his chattering.

His eyes stared in amazement at his wife who was wearing a cameraman suit with a towel wrapped around her crown.

Nana walks towards the closet, opens and picks up her old clothes.

'' take a shower said Nana who unrolled the towel on her head and glanced at Bian .

The long hair that almost touched the buttocks dangled freely.

Bian flinching.

Nana's wet look made her unable to turn her eyes away.

If only there had been no Dion, he might have taken her to bed, stripped her naked and hooked her.

Bian's delusion instantly faded considering that in this room they are not just alone.

He lyrics Dion while sighing.

Looks like tonight he can't channel his passion and has to resist the pressure down there.

Bian also bringsut lazily towards the bathroom.

A little while later, he who had finished bathing and wearing clothes .

Bian walked and stopped right in front of the bed where his son and wife were lying face to face.

Dion and Nana looked at him in wonder as Bian looked at them with a frown.

While the one being noticed is seen starting to move the two eyeballs alternately to the left and to the right.

Should he take a position by his son's side and have Dion in their midst ?

Benak Bian who started to rage.

Bian focused his gaze on Dion .

But he really wanted to hug his woman, embrace her and if he could.

Bian shakes.

He wants . But more want to hug his woman, embrace and if he can do it.But he realized if it is very unlikely can happen .

And that made Nana and Dion, who were watching him, more astonished.

This time Bian's expression changed.

He nodded with his eyes closed.

And suddenly open .

Her eyes were now focused on Nana.

Yes, he did want to familiarize himself with Dion. But that can't just happen. It needs a process.

After weighing. Finally he decided to lie down next to Nana.

Bian rose slowly and docked at Nana who was lying down with her body sideways.

He saw Dion who was watching and looking at him flat.

I don't know what's on that plain guy.

Bian, who could not shoot his son's head, chose to throw a smile and then immerse his face in the niche of Nana. Both of his hands tightly hugged the wife's body. Showing how much his longing is overflowing want to be channeled.

'' I miss you, baby, whispered Bian made Nana shudder amusedly.

Nana squirms . Slowly his breathing began to disorganize as the palm of his hand had moved into the back of his shirt.

Nana gets more agitated as Bian repeatedly lands a kiss on her neck and shoulders. Even sucking.

While Bian who had been imagining would spend the night passionately, continuously sighed.

Without realizing it if the sweep of the wind from his mouth and nose it makes Nana can not sleep.

- -

The morning was greeted by the sun shining so brightly.

Nana comes down with Bian holding Dion.

The small family received greetings from one by one those who had gathered in the dining room.

Nana replied with a similar greeting but with a forced smile as her tails swept across their faces.

There is no Natasha.

Nana let out a stifled breath.

I don't know why he again felt his chest being squeezed. Stuffy.

His view was then fixated on the household assistants who also sat around the dining table.

Bi Gani, Susan and Mr. Tole nodded while smiling at him.

Nana did the same thing even though her smile looked so awkward.

As he remembered, when his masters ate, they always served and never once sat among their masters like this.

But not now because Bian treated them in a different way.

Despite being treated as such, the three housemaids knew the limits and to behave as they should. They keep their distance, by sitting at the end of the table .

Nana dropped her butt on the chair while looking at the man who was also sitting beside her.

They started breakfast together .

Seconds change minutes.

One by one the dishes that had contained fried noodles made by Bi Gani began to decrease . Some even end up unceremoniously.

Only Nana's plate looks still a lot of content.

Those at the dinner table since then had secretly noticed Nana who looked grim and seemed to have no appetite for food.

Probably tired from yesterday's flight. Or maybe because of something else.

I don't know, no one knows for sure why Nana seems so uninspired.

" aaaaa. must be because her son slept with them last night. So mister ama madam mister can't ahem-ehem .. "

Mr. Tole mangosteen . Without realizing if he was being noticed.

As if they could read what he had in mind, they also joined the mangosteen and understood .

The day went by with them all gathering and spending the entire day at home.

Dion is the center of everyone's attention.

Alternatively, Bian and Cecilia invited him to chat with Nana and Siti.

Occasionally Han is also seen inviting Dion to speak though not so in response because Bian and Cecilia are more domineering to get the attention of the boy .

Although Nana. He just kept quiet while watching. With an uncertain view of direction.

But since morning he always looked at the door.

There is no sign of anyone coming. It seems Bian's words are true. Natasha won't come .

And I don't know why it makes him feel uncomfortable again .

The night returns and Dion is still reluctant to part from Nana's sleep.

Tonight Bian had to endure his wishes again.

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A few days later.

The atmosphere felt crowded since the arrival of Nana, Siti especially Dion the quiet who was so worried.

It doesn't feel like it's the end of the week. Tomorrow Cecilia and Han will return to Bandung .

'' Na ''' said Cecilia when they all just finished breakfast.

'' yes, brother ''

'' akhu bole bring Dion jhalan-jhalan no ? ''

Nana glanced at her husband who had finished with his morning meal .

Bian shrugged his shoulders in line.

A sign that he does not know and it is up to him to give permission or not.

'' akhu perghinya shama Han, jugha kok Cecilia blinked a few times on the man who sat opposite her.

'' you're coming, ye ? '' Siri offered up.

This they didn't plan at all.

But apparently they know if Nana and Bian have not got time to let go of longing .

Therefore Cecilia took the initiative to invite Dion out to give time so that Nana and Bian can be alone.

Han and Siti also seemed to understand the purpose of that.

'' Dion ? '' siti said so gently to her granddaughter who was sitting between her and Nana.

Dion shook his head, looking at Siti who did not for a second let out a smile.

'' anti take the road, Dion will not ? Grandma pon ikot ''

Dion nodded.

But he immediately turned his gaze to Nana.

'' mama maseh leteh. So mom at home ,je.Mama kene rest.

Dion doesn't worry.

Ade papa jage mom . Acam mane, want ye ? ''

For a moment Dion fell silent without turning his eyes away from Nana.

After being persuaded, Dion finally wanted to be invited out without Nana.

- -

But only halfway through the trip, Han was forced to turn around to return home.

Dion wants Nana . He who is actually happy when invited to go for a walk, whining so that they return home to invite the mother and.

They are also helpless . Dion did not scream hysterically. But seeing her immerse her face in Siti and hear her little cry, making them all unbearable and decided to obey her will.

Arriving home, Dion immediately stepped on his small legs as soon as the car door was opened.

Rushing he entered the house and followed by Han's pace behind him.

When it was inside the house, Dion who intended to go up to the second floor was detained by Han.

Han grabbed Dion's body and carried it.

He saw Bi Gani and Susan standing on the side of the stairs with their heads looking up.

Not long after, the steps of Cecilia and Siti were heard approaching and stopped, not far from bi Gani and Susan on foot since.

The curious Cecilia and Siti asked anyone they looked at in turn.

On Bi Gani, on Susan and on Han .

'' it was not long after Aden, the mother and the lady left, mister took the mistress upstairs.

Keep getting rich there's that loud noise.. ''

Cecilia looked at Han who was sharpening her audience.

The man's face looked serious.

The impatient Cecilia stepped forward. But only one rung of stairs he climbed, Han held him back.

He shook. A signal that he does not continue in his steps.

'' let them '' said Han.

All eyes were on Han.

Their eyes are all the same.

Full of wonder, wondering and waiting for an explanation.