Rain, Give me my Rinduku

The Decision of Bu Dita

After talking for a while with Keyla, Dinda then went down and sat down to join Mr. Dirja and Dio who still looked fun chatting in the dining room.

Dinda looks sad, especially Keyla always can not be sweet to him, plus there is also Dio, Keyla so embarrassed and inferior.

Even though at that time, Dinda and Keyla's relationship improved, they could still hug each other and Dinda could still provide support.

But for some reason today Keyla looks very unfriendly, and does not seem to like Dinda coming with Dio.

"Dinda, I just told Dio that Keyla and Ken's wedding will be on Saturday this week!" said Mr. Dirja.

"Fastly, Dad..."

"Well, you know, Keyla is pregnant with Ken's child, I'm ashamed, I feel like I failed to be old, failed to educate children, so it could be like this!" said Mr. Dirja with a sad face.

Dinda then grasped the hand of Mr. Dirja warm.

"Don't be sad Daddy, who knows through marriage, Mommy Keyla and Ken can change for the better, let alone they will become parents!" said Dinda.

"Thank you son, if it wasn't for your support, somehow this, I really never thought before, I'd want it to feel like I killed Ken, that son of a bitch who ruined Keyla!" said Mr. Dirja look furious.

"Dad, we pray that the wedding will be smooth, though suddenly, if you need anything, please do not hesitate to contact me!" said Dio.

"Thank you son, I hope you don't hate Keyla, despite her habits, she's still Dad's son!" said Mr. Dirja.

"I've never hated Ma'am Keyla Daddy!" sahut Dinda's.

"In that case, we say goodbye to you!" said Dio, his face looks tangled and pale, maybe because he was exhausted, after returning from the office directly to Mr. Dirja's house.

"Alright, Dinda, take care of yourself, be careful! And please tell your mother, I miss you so much!" said Mr. Dirja while walking to take them to the front of the terrace.

Dio then leads Dinda into his car. Then the car they were riding drove away from Mr. Dirja's house.

"Mas Dio why? Dizziness? How to look!" asked Dinda who had seen Dio a bit pale since.

"Yes, tired of Din!" sahut Dio's.

"Well, I'll get home, take a warm bath, and then I'll massage your back!" said Dinda.

"It's not just a sore back, it's an accomplice too!"

"Yes, feet and hands, let alone the achy Mas?" ask Dinda.

"Birds!"

"What's? Don't be weird, Mas, tired and even perverted!" cetus Dinda's.

"Lho, it's true, my burung was achy since at the office, you know why not? Because he kept standing even until I was meeting!"

"Yes?"

"I finally had to cover it with a suit, if anyone sees it, shame it, it feels twitching, then I'm dizzy until now!" obviously Dio.

"Why can that be so?"

"Din's habit, again want but no impingement!"

"Lho, the time before we get married, if you want Mas Dio, why dong? Same psk??" tanya Dinda glared.

"Abroad! Gini-gini I anti-samaan so, before marriage, I did nothing, most wet dreams doang!" sahut Dio's.

"Hmm, the romances are there who want to ask for rations here and home!" mummified Dinda.

"Now it's Din!"

Dio pulled his car off the side of the road. Dinda glares.

"Honey, I can't bear to wait until home, come on dong now, my head is really dizzy and this is so torturous!" said Dio.

He immediately opened the zipper of his pants that looked crowded from earlier.

There was something that was already very ready for battle. Dinda bit her lips, horrified to imagine the big thing.

"Mas, hold it for a while, at home yes, time in the car, will be caught by people, embarrassed Mas!" whisper Dinda.

"Why embarrassed? We're husband and wife, come on baby, please, it's too full and ready to fire!" dio Reduk.

"Crazy Mas! We can't do it here, I don't want to!" cetus Dinda's. Dio's face was frustrated.

"Alright, but promise me along the way you elus-elus yes, tell him to hold it until home!"

Dinda nodded her head, she had no other choice to assuage her husband's high-temperature desire.

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That morning Dinda walked down the school corridor, walking towards Mr. Roni's room.

Earlier this morning before Dinda left, Mr. Roni called Dinda, and asked her to come face him this morning.

Dinda then paused for a moment in Mr. Roni's room, the door of the room half open.

Dinda then pushed the door slowly and entered immediately.

"Good Morning, Mr. Roni!" greet Dinda.

"Sit down, Miss Dinda!" answer Mr. Roni.

Dinda sat down in front of Roni.

"What did you call me?" ask Dinda.

"Mr Dinda, last night Ms. Dita called me, she resigned as 1A homeroom teacher, she chose to be the art teacher she was!" said Mr. Roni.

"What's? Resigning? How can?" ask Dinda.

"That's Mom, I'm also surprised, while before the school can substitute teachers for first grade, I ask Bu Dinda to replace Bu Dita, at least until the class increases in a moment!" said Mr. Roni.

"Oh so, Alright sir, so, I moved again to the teacher's room? Not in the counselling room anymore?" ask Dinda.

"Yes ma'am, it's only temporary!" answer Mr. Roni.

"But Miss Dita still teaches at this school right, sir?" ask Dinda.

"Still Ma'am, only he only wants to hold second class and above, that's also an art study, so at most he comes three times a week!" obviously Mr. Roni.

Dinda fell silent, she knew what was the reason Ms. Dita made that decision.

Dinda could feel what Bu Dita felt, surely Bu Dita felt ashamed because of his actions in many people, and now he became withdrawn. Suddenly, Linda was sad.

"Sir Roni, even though Ms. Dita does not hold the class anymore, but her salary is not cut yes, pity sir!" said Dinda.

"Mr Dinda, regarding the salary, it will be calculated by the administration, Ms. Dinda don't worry, the school is fair enough on the matter!" answer Mr. Roni.

"Thank you sir, then I'll go to the room, good morning!"

Dinda stood up and left the room.

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