Shackles of Suffering

Difference between dimas

Dimas continued to hold me tightly, before long the dimas fell asleep, I tried to let go of his embrace but it got tighter.

Finally I was silent because it was also useless, my mind floated uncorrupted, I was afraid to be suspicious, unimaginable what would happen if they knew.

My mother's face danced in my eyes, I was afraid that if dimas knew all this time I often met andi and complained to mother, mother would be very shocked.

I also finally fell asleep too, at dawn I woke up and took a shower and continued to pray, after that I went down to the kitchen, saw bi nani who had been busy with her war equipment in the kitchen.

" What would you like to make breakfast?" I asked while sitting at the dining table.

" Eh neng ros, aunty wants to make fried rice capcay neng" replied bi nani with a friendly smile.

" Neng is awake, want to make milk?" Tanya bi nani's.

" Ga bi, I want to help you cook just" I replied as I got up close to bi nani.

" Ih neng ga no need, just cook gini doang kok, be a moment again also sorted" Reject bi nani.

" Ga apa2 bi, I actually used to cook, only after being pregnant this is not allowed to cook again" I replied with a frown, because indeed I was bored every day can not do apa2.

Although bi nani refused to help me but I still seduce him, finally bi nanipun allow.

Finished cooking I arranged it on the dining table, shortly dimas came and immediately sat at the dining table.

" It just so happened that I was going to wake you up, it turned out that you were awake" I said with a sigh.

Dimas just nodded his head without talking, I buru2 take fried rice and side dishes to be cooked.

During more silent meals, I did not want to disturb him, because I was afraid that dimas would be angry again like last night.

" This is the coffee mashed" I said as I placed the coffee on the table.

"Yes ros, here sit with me watching" Sahut dimas.

I also sat down to accompany the watch, while focusing on watching tv shows that were either rame or ga, because I was busy with my own thoughts.

The usual dimas are always warm at the moment when it's cold, I take a breath that feels heavy, I dimas lyrics that still focus on the tv, I gather my courage to talk.

" Dimas, may I ask you a question?" I asked very slowly, as I glanced at me, I lowered my head in fear, ah why should I ask again my curse in my heart.

" Speak" replied in a brief.

" If I make a mistake I apologize to you" I said slowly without daring to stare dimas.

Dimas who saw me scared looked rough breathing, I was getting scared and my hands squeezed the end of the clothes I was wearing.

Tiba2 dimas grabbed me into her arms, then her hands gently stroked my hair.

" You're not wrong what2 baby, I'm sorry that I can't control my feelings seeing you talking to another man2" he said softly.

I looked into her eyes looking sincere without any twinkle of anger, I felt relieved I returned her embrace.

" I was so scared when you got rich last night" I whispered softly.

" I promise I won't get angry2 again rich last night" said dimas in his kiss on my forehead, I feel calm hearing it, thank God my bhatin.