NOT THE FIRST WIFE

Slowly but surely

After taking a bath, Fonlin offers Denis a meal . Which she nods to, omens of consent .

There is no preparation for cooking . Fonlin offered her son and husband . Cuisine this afternoon, fortunately this afternoon Fonlin had time to cook . But he had not yet enjoyed , simple cooking .

Oxtail soup clear gravy .

It didn't take long, Fonlin was already warming up the soup he had made this afternoon .

He also arranged 2 complementary menus, potato paste with meat pox .

Be the choice , and because in the refrigerator there is still tempe . So this afternoon he took the time to make dry tempe .

Fonlin thought, if dry tempeh this will last a long time . Even if you don't eat later . It can still be stored , in a closed container and in taru at room temperature is also not a problem .

" Come on, eat first ! " , Fonlin called out to Dimas and Denis who were sitting on the couch earlier .

Denis is like his father, he's a quiet boy . Denis is not a child in general . From then on he only focused on the book below him .

Denis' hobby is reading ', even though he is only 5 years old soon 6 years old . But he can already read , by spelling . The curiosity of this boy is amazing .

The reading is still at the level of a picture story book .

The story of the rabbit and the tortoise, making him drown in his world .

There are many things that can be described in this picture story . Where to the bunny troupe make him lose . In race , and patience , the tenacity of the tortoise . To see it in victory .

" Dear come on, eat first ". Fonlin approached Denis , and rubbed his head . Because the child in the scorch did not move from his seat .

" Yes ma'am ", said Denis raising his head up, staring at the mother's face .

Now they are at the mini dining table, exactly it is still one room with kitchen and living room . Fonlin Apartment does not have a room that is wall-covered .

Just a big box of rooms, neatly arranged . Corner sofa mini malis, kitchen and dining table with mini bar concept .

As for his own bedroom, just close to the wardrobe . Which limits the kitchen area, but with the sofa area is not in the bulkhead . Left open and fused, looks like a boarding room . Just a little more fancy .

" Is this enough ? " , After taking the rice for her husband . Now Fonlin scoops rice to the son .

" Em" Denis just nodded .

" Want this side dish ", Fonlin raised a vegetable centong .

" Em ", again inspired by the son .

The three of them ate in silence, Fonlin watched the son . Who ate his food with gourmand .

" It's ", Fonlin poured water and shifted it towards Denis . This little attention did not escape the food of the eyes Dimas . Dimas' sexsi lips lifted, forming a faint smile .

It had been a long time , he did not see the son in such detail . Usually at the dinner table, Denis is more often served aunt .

Alya, never treated her like that . Spitting rice into his plate was never .

" Mad, what's the matter ? " _ Fonlin .

Now they both are sitting on the sofa . Denis , meanwhile, is already asleep in bed . After dinner finished 2 hours later . Denis fell asleep there, after he had previously returned to reading his storybook .

" Alya dorp again, said the doctor she was soybean . And she was hit by a light truck, her legs temporarily unusable " .

" Oh my god, why is that so ? . What exactly happened ? ". Fonlin was concerned on his face clearly .

" Aren't you on vacation . It is impossible for Alya to be exhausted during activities ".

" Khem ", Dimas breathed a long breath .

" I don't know much about Alya's activities . I don't think he's too busy himself . Because of the pain that cannot be too tired ".

" But I was wrong, the day before we went on vacation . Alya and his soccer friends, apparently held an activity ".

" Activities that take place from morning to evening . Because Alya enthusiastically followed all those activities . Without regard to his body ".

" Khuf",,,Breaths Dimas . And this afternoon when we were in the garden . There's a fruit train that skates too fast . Alya had avoided being hit .

Alya wasn't hit by , but fate . His body can't keep to balance . He fell down, and the position of his feet hit the rock .

Doctor said , the impact was very hard . He injured his leg nerves .

" Oh , my god" cried Fonlin with his mouth shut . He was really surprised, "Where is it now ".

" Still in hospital, still in recovery stage . And while his right leg can not be used ".

" Yes, god, but is there still a chance of healing ? ".

" The doctor said it could be , with a diligent therapeutic process . Namu ,,, ".

" Why ? ".

" It will take a long time . Depends on the throat and on the patient's teeth ".

" Khem ",,, Fonlin took Dimas' hand and held it . Funneling out her confidence and spirit," Alya must have healed . She's a strong woman, face her illness only she can . What else is this ", Fonlin assures .

" Mm ", , oh , yes , for tonight . I'm putting Denis here . At home there are no people, father and mother . Coincidentally went out of town . They've only been back in 4 days, and mama's ,, ".

" I understand , let Denis here . He concentrated on Alya's treatment " . Spontaneous remarks Fonlin cut off Dimas speech .

The one answered nod by him .

" Okay, I'll go back to the hospital ".

" Em , be careful on the road . And don't worry about Denis . I will take care of him with pleasure .

" Thank you ".

" There's no need to say that word, because Denis is also my son ".

Dimas smiled as he heard Fonlin's words .

" Slowly but surely , hopefully this is in a better direction ". Mumbles Dimas in the heart .