Pursuing the Love of Mr. Duda

Pookies

Dari looked at her husband's face with misgivings. His heart was pounding as Tama's mouth began to open.

"Where do you know? Weren't we there when it happened?" ask Tama.

The woman was able to breathe with relief, at least Tama did not yell at her.

Dance twisted the end of her shirt. "Dad said it," the woman's great-grandson stared at the Husband's shoes.

Tama sighed deeply, the man started reaching into his pocket. Dari noticed the movement of the Husband who pulled out a mobile phone.

"Eh ... What do you want, sir?" tanya Dance.

"Sure your words" replied Tama.

The woman was only able to shake her head, it turned out that Tama still trusted Mami Sun more.

Dari notices Tama talking to Mami Sun through a sophisticated flat object technology. He heard all the answers from Mami Sun who unhesitatingly confessed his actions.

Tama's eyes glanced at the loyal Dance listening to all the conversations of the two.

Dance could hear that Mami Sun really hated her. Dance's hands clenched firmly when she heard Mami Sun's words that humbled her father.

The call ended with Mami Sun's words filled with poison, all that came out of the middle-aged woman's mouth was a warning to Tama not to be eaten with a plain pretentious face that she called a poor girl.

"See! What Tari said is true, right," said Tari by raising her head a little so that she could look into the eyes of the Husband.

"I'm sorry on behalf of Manda's mother."

Dance smiled wryly, her hands were still clenched, now clenched even more tightly until the nails that she had not cut left a trace on her palm.

"If God gives Mr. Tama one chance to bring Manda back to life. But Tari who has to go, is Mr Tama willing to exchange Dari with Mbak Manda?" the woman asked, locking her husband's eyes.

Tama was silent a thousand languages, the well-built man was unable to answer his wife's question.

"Hehehe, don't strain his face. Dance just kidding you know." Dance cupped Tama's face with a crybaby.

The man was glued to the face of Tari who looked adorable because of his wife's reddened eyes and nose.

Dance waved her hands in front of Tama's face. "Helo .. how to daydream? Don't think about it, Tari won't make Mr. Tama among the wrong choices."

Tama's hands ruffled Tari's short hair, making the woman puff her cheeks.

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Night had arrived, but the couple was still faithfully guarding the hospital. Tama has informed her family at home, hearing from Tama, Mama Widi and Papa Adam intend to follow.

But it was stopped because the couple Tama and Tari were afraid Una would be lonely at home. And even if the boy came to the hospital, Tari was worried that Una would not go home and chose to stay at the hospital with them.

"Pak Tama just go home, let Tari guard my father here," said Tari.

Tama who was leaning on the hospital chair turned to his wife. He could see the tired face of Dance. My eyes are a sign of drowsiness so obvious, what else is a sleep-deprived Dance because it was pounded by Tama overnight, plus the next morning they return to play on the bed.

"You'd better go home, lei—"

"What's so sweet call to dance?" tanya Tari, memogong her husband's words.

Tama tipped her thick eyebrows, the eagle-sharp netra looked at Tari questioningly.

"Example?" Back to asking.

"His! You are not creative! Time should be Dance that thinks," Cute Dance.

"Yes, sableng boy. I think it's appropriate" said Tama.

Dari's face was bent inward, hearing a call for her that was very, very far from the word 'so sweet'.

"Ck-ck-ck, really. Call the others dong," decak sebal Tari.

"What is a pookie? Horror funny. Dance likes."

"A suitable call for a cute, adorable, and somewhat spoiled couple," Tama replied by turning her face away from Dance.

The woman smelled her smile, she was happy with Tama who mentioned the word 'couple' which means Tama already considers her as a wife, right? What else they have been melded together several times in an activity carried out by a married couple.

"Pookies go in first yeah, look at me." Dance left Tama who was contemplating her speech just now.

'Sialll! Why do I call him Manda. Darling .. forgive me, ' Tama said in her heart.

The man had pulled his hair back, he had recently gone too far. Including making Tari as his full wife.

Tama does not know, why he is so addicted to the body of Dance. He was even easily provoked just because he saw his wife's hillside.

The man is afraid that he is falling further and further into the charm of Dance, his plan is only to hold Tari back from asking for divorce and Una does not have to lose her mother figure again.

But, Tama found it increasingly difficult to control herself. Like earlier, he didn't even like to see Tari's tears coming down. There was a feeling of anger that was stifled when Mami Sun called Dari a poor girl.

He shook his head many times. Tama is trying to get back on the main line. The man will not forget Manda who died because of him.

Elsewhere, Tari sat watching her sleeping father. He held the hand that had raised him.

"Dad, Dance's husband has changed. Don't worry, look! The proof Mr. Tama wants to wait for Dance here. It was she who strengthened Tari when she was unconscious" said Tari, who spoke to her father who was still closing his eyes.

"Dance ...."

The woman was surprised, apparently from earlier Mr. Revelation heard everything said by Dance.

"Have your husband changed?" ask Mr. Revelation with a hoarse voice.

Dance nodded steadily. "Yes Dad," replied Tari with a smile.

"Thank God, I'm glad to hear that. I feel like it won't be long here, your mother just came to daddy—'s dream"

"Dad don't say that, Dari got scared ..," said Tari.

Mr. Revelation raised his hand. He rubbed the daughter's cheeks with gentleness.

"You're the most beautiful gift you've ever had, son."

Dance held her father's hand, she smiled full of haru. "Dance of gratitude can be a father's child, if God gives life once again ... Dance still wants to be a father and mother's son." The woman carried her father's hand in a tight grip.

"Dari, can you call your husband? I want to talk to her, "dance Dad.

"In the meantime, Dance call."

Dance stepped out, she saw her husband who was leaning with her eyes closed.

"Sir Tama! I want to talk."

Opening both eyes, the man nodded. They entered simultaneously to the room where Dad Dance was treated.

Mr. Revelation smiled at Tama. The middle-aged man turned to look at his daughter. "Dance, I want to have a one-on-one talk with Nak Tama."

The dance that heard that instantly left the two men of different generations wanting to talk together.

"What do you want to talk to Mr Tama about?" ask Dance to herself.

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