SOUND FOR DILARA

CHAPTER 53. SLOWLY CHANGE

"Dila, honey ... Are you there?" ezra's voice sounded dashed.

The silence paused for a while. Ezra then realizes that the one who made the call was not his housekeeper, but Dilara. He also understood that the girl still did not want to talk to him.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Dila?. I'm fine, thank God. Rolex saved me. He's injured but he's getting treatment, pray he recovers soon so that he can help me finish all the work so that we get home on time." Ezra wrote a line of sentences and then showed it to his cell phone camera.

"Don't worry yeah. I miss you guys." Ezra shows the second paper.

Dilara saw everything. The front camera of Bi Inah's phone he closed using a finger, so that he did not see the face as damp as the rest of the crying earlier.

Ezra's wife then replied with writing. He sits down the position of the device using a stand holder. But still, his face avoided the camera.

"Wa'alaikumussalam .. allahumma ba'daha. And, may your job be finished soon."

Ezra read the paper containing the answer to his statement, plastered on the screen.

"Master? Dila, you.." he was angry, is it in the heart of the woman he often misses, she is meaningless? Dilara still considers him just an employer?

There is pain in the heart. Indeed, his fault. All of this was Ezra's fault from the start. The immediate desire to return home was so hot that Ezra's spirit flared back. The misunderstanding between the two can no longer be delayed, it needs to be resolved immediately.

"That master's not a call for a husband, honey." The handsome man who was still patient with Dila, tried to convince him that he was now slowly changing.

"You ask to be called, sir." Reply Dila quickly.

"Yes it is. Take care of your health, dear. I'll call you back, okay?" write Ezra on the fourth paper.

"Can."

"Give me a booster, Dila please."

"What?" reply Dila.

"I want to see the face of the mother of my son." His heart was pounding waiting for Dila's response while worrying if the signal was lost again.

Because when making a call with Bi Inah usually only lasts ten minutes.

Silently, weighing Ezra's request. To be honest he was embarrassed, still awkward when dealing with the man.

"Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.." Inner Dila said a prayer.

The woman belonging to Ezra, finally ventured to appear. Dusty pink hijab that covers his head makes the yellow skinned face look bright blushing.

"Alhamdulillah," said Ezra, did not forget he screenshot the look of ayu girl in front of him. The handsome face was a line of smiles for his wife.

A red tinge, appearing on Dilara's face. She blushed in embarrassment when she saw Ezra giving her a smile.

The two looked at each other but Dila looked down more. Two minutes wasted just to let go of longing by staring at the face. Moreover, Ezra now supports the chin, increasingly intense beauty save Dilara in memory.

"Yes, the cell phone battery is running out." Write Dila back and show it to the camera.

"Yes, Honey. Thanks very much. Assalamu'alaikum."

Ezra was shocked when the connection of their conversation, Dilara just broke up. He has not answered his greetings.

"What's wrong Za, be patient. Pedekate with abege children is not the same as adult women who already understand the purpose and desire. Also, she got pregnant at the age of not even twenty, at a time when your sister Mita still likes to snack. The girl is locked up in the house, pregnant from a man she doesn't love, too" Ezra says. Her face is sad although implied a little happy there because it managed to get the latest photo of Dilara.

Pettts.

"Wa'alaikumussalam .. my heart...."

The young mistress Emery's son-in-law held both hands hugging the body. So that the heart vibration is very visible like a drum that is anchored can subside.

"Relight...." He broke the hand hug. Then rub his chest slowly.

"Non."

Aunty's sudden voice gushed out from behind the door of the unlocked room, startling her.

"Bii," Dila handed the woman's cell phone.

"Again what? hayoloh, deg-degan huh? Ciye ciye. "bibi taunts look at her little employer's face red blushing.

Dilara grabbed the paper not far from her phone stand holder and wrote. "Auntie, when do you get in? I didn't hear."

"Don't ngele, Non." Aunt smiled satisfied to see Dila misbehaving.

"Thank you Bi, I'm glad you and Rolex are okay and now you want to sleep first." Princess Ruhama was still trying to avoid the topic that cornered her.

The young girl with dusty pink hijab and negligee batik gradually rose from her seat after tidying all her equipment on the table and walked towards the bed.

Not far from the position of Dilara, the old woman who had felt in love in her time, only responded to the noisy attitude of the little Miss with a fluffy smile. Her face was so bright it signified how happy she was.

"You like each other, but it's still hard to admit feelings. No, wait another two months. What kind of kangennya later .. rest gih, may the dream meet Abang every day yes," said Bi Inah while approaching Dilara to the side of the bed. Pull the blanket up to the chest to keep the employer warm.

"The rainy season starts to come, later the window must be closed because the cold air is also the splash of rain water does not enter" he added again when he saw the small window in the corner of the room Dilara is still open.

There is no longer the authorization of the owner of the body on the bed. Bi Inah came out, after turning off the room lights.

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China's.

Rolex sees Ezra as being insane. Talking to yourself, an unclear smile even began to search for love songs.

"Geez, the syndrome seems to be starting to appear. Some are rising even though not the sun yes Boss," Rolex tried to tease his Boss as an antidote to boredom as well as a diversion for pain due to the seams that rub against the blanket.

"Boss...."

Ezra heeds the Rolex call. He is cool with his world which contains Dila Dila and Dila.

"That's how falling in love, although initially only as a tool for filial piety slowly becomes sympathy for guilt ...it now turns into caring and develops like a spring flower, love blooms," rolex is trying to attract the attention of the leader of El Qavi who is sitting not far from his bed.

"As for you to tell me what, Lex ... I sleep here," he added after successfully downloading some love songs that describe his feelings.

Emery's son accompanied the injured assistant in an emergency medical treatment room. Leaving a job that had made him careless but slowly his mood improved after getting nutritional intake of vision and liver vitamins from the Wife.

"Your parents, it feels like time has gone on for so long. Dilara Huwaida, I don't know what I'll do if I see you again .. I want you to start everything from scratch, like a gas station. It all started from zero.." his fingers rubbed the flat screen with the latest wallpaper ultrasound belonging to pujaan whose figure slowly entered provide warmth in the heart cavity that was already cold.

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...Speeding, mumpung already on train, nyampe Bandung, mommy try UP again.. ...