Pursuing the Love of Mr. Duda

Pursuing the Love of Mr. Duda
Tired of Chasing, Better to Stop



The beautiful moon in the dark night sky is replaced by the bright sunlight in the morning. Tama who had just woken up from her sleep glanced to the left side, the place where Tari slept with her back.


The man looked at the wife's back, himself feeling Dance away. Even when he wanted to touch the woman's head, Dari first dodged and did not stop at Tama's hand.


"Why you?" tanya Tama in my heart.


Suddenly Tama saw his wife's back move. Dance flipped her body right in front of the husband who was staring at her.


The deg!


The dance that had been awakened immediately turned his body back so netranya with the husband's neutrals satirizing even if only briefly.


Tama increasingly felt something was wrong with his wife, the man tried to invite Tari to talk, he reached the shoulder of the wife.


"Tari—"


"Dance the bath first," cut the dance.


The woman grabbed the blanket she was wearing, stood up and left Tama without looking at the man's face.


Dance did not know what happened to her heart, it hurt when she saw the face of the man who became her husband. Throughout the activity of self-cleaning Dance continues to vent her pain and inner wounds through tears. There is no more love that he must reach, if loving Tama is a wound.


Dance's hand reached for the white towel, she immediately came out of the bathroom as soon as the activity of cleaning her body was complete. When he almost reached the walk in closet, Tama's voice called his name.


"Dance!"


The woman who only used the white towel did not turn her head in the least. Tama who did not get an answer immediately got out of bed.


Just now he wanted to approach his wife, but the sound of Dance had already stopped him.


"Stop! Dari wants to wear clothes, Mr. Tama do not disturb Tari," said Tari and then entered the walk in closet, leaving Tama in place.


Tama faithfully waited for his wife to come out. What he was waiting for appeared. Tama's forehead formed fine lines, her eyes shining onto Dance's body from top to bottom.


"Where are you going?" tanya Tama saw his wife who was neat, complete with a bag made of canvas on the left side of Dance.


Tama got no answer, patiently the man asked his wife again. "Tari—"


"To campus," cut Dance.


The woman just left in front of her husband. He went downstairs to ask Mr. Jaka to drive himself to campus.


Tama followed the steps of Dance, the man was wondering why his wife wanted to go to campus all of a sudden like this? What else masis grieving atmosphere.


"I'll take you, just wait a minute. I took a 5-minute shower, wait here, yeah" Tama said.


The man hurriedly climbed up again to take a lightning-fast shower. The dance that did not confirm the words of the husband mirrored Mama, Papa-in-law and Una who was sitting in the tv room.


"Loh Tari wants to fuck up, baby?" ask Mama Widi make sure.


Head Dance nodded with a small smile, the woman turned to the child. He kissed the entire face of Una until the five-year-old was amused.


"Shantik don't be naughty, you have to obey what the oma says, opa. Okay well? Mama wants to learn first," said Tari to Una who just nods.


"Ma, Mum. Pamit dance yes, Pak Jaka already nubggu in front." Dance crucifies both Tama's parents.


The woman did not heed her husband's words, she immediately left as soon as she got permission from Mama and Papa Tama. Along the way he just quietly dined the streets are crowded with public transportation.


Dance rubbed her stomach, she hoped that the steps she took were correct. The woman will take care of everything from today.


At the Batara residence, Tama who just went downstairs did not see his wife anywhere. He immediately approached his mother.


"Lah Tari has gone to campus, Mama also wondered why she did not go with you." Mama Widi noticed her son's frustrating face.


"Don't Mama want to interfere, are you guys in trouble?" ask Mama Widi carefully.


Tama quickly replied 'no' because she felt her relationship with Dance was fine, no problem at all.


"Maybe Tari wants to divert his mind through the busy campus," said Mama Widi.


The man agreed, he followed his wife to the campus where she taught. On arrival at the college, he can see his wife who just came out of the Bureau.


He wanted to catch up with his wife, but was distraught by others. So he abandoned his intentions and intended to meet his wife when the class was over.


The dance is plagued with questions by her two best friends. "Tar, are you sure? It's a shame" said Nadia.


"Tar, I know you're sad. But not in this way either" Raihan said.


"Surely, my decision was unanimous. Thank you for being my best friend." Dance spread out her arms and hugged her two friends.


"Tar, you're just on leave, right?" tanya Nadia made sure.


Head Dance nodded, the woman stared long at her two best friend's faces. Maybe this is the last day he can be with two people who always make him annoyed and laugh.


"Oh yeah, I'm just here to say that. You guys are so excited Miss Cindy explained."


"Well, you're not in?" ask Nadia.


"No, oh yes .. I want to go back first, this please love to Mr. Tama yes. It's a big hurry." Dance thrust a paper bag, in which there is a small box wrapped in black paper doff.


"Why don't you just love me?" chirping Raihan.


"Pak Tama again pagajar, I can't bother just because I want to give this," replied Tari.


"Yes, I will give it to your husband" said Nadia.


Dance smiled at her two best friends, she said goodbye to Nadia and Raihan while hugging them one by one.


The little lady ordered a taxi. Raihan and Nadia feel strange about the behavior of her best friend today.


"You want to go far away, boy," said Raihan.


"Yes right lo, Rai." Nadia scratched her non-itchy nape.


It's noon, it's dance class time. Tama soon found his wife, when he got there, instead of meeting her. He even got a titan from Tari through his wife's best friend.


"Where's the dance going?" ask the man to Nadia.


Nadia who did not know where her best friend went could only shake her head. Tama rubbed her face of frustration.


The man tried to think positively. Maybe his wife was home, Tama thought.


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