
"Hmmmm. If I ask too, sir will not necessarily grant. My position is not equivalent to your job and employees. They're top priority, aren't they?" Dilara again wrote a sentence that managed to hit right in the heart of a handsome man who was still faithful looking through long distance calls.
"Dila, that's not what it means." Ezra was furious, he hurriedly wrote to reply to Dila's sentence.
The increasingly sweet figure in the view of her husband was just a faint smile. This village girl is very self-conscious. Who is the shabby self, although now Ezra has turned soft but for some reason, Dilara's little heart did not immediately accept.
Call it that Ruhama's adopted son is naive. He once put his hopes on the handsome figure of El Qavi's crown prince but was repeatedly injured because of misunderstanding.
Just blame Dila, maybe this sweet girl is indeed very innocent. Until he realized that his innocence was not able to compensate for the towering figure, Ezra El Qavi.
"The gate is so high. I don't feel like I can reach for a big chair next to you. I don't know, I want her to go through everything sincerely but I'm afraid, "inner Dilara.
After a long pause of silence, presenting a feeling of awkwardness that is so obvious. Ezra tried to unravel the stiffness. He half-deadly held back the emotion of facing his little wife.
"Does this change in my attitude still make you doubtful, Dila?" Ezra wrote in the second paper and showed it to her.
"Either Sir. My opinion doesn't matter, does it? You're an intelligent person, you certainly have an argument against my attitude."
"Oh my God, honey. It's so hard to understand you," she lamented, still splicing sentences on the second paper.
"Sorry." Dilara just looked down. Her heart was full of relief when she remembered all of Ezra's rude attitude towards her.
The young mistress was narrow-minded, there was no way an Ezra who was firm in his stance from the start was so easy to soften. If it wasn't for pity, it might just be forced and pretending because she's pregnant. To keep the mood.
"Will my son take you later?" I don't know what courage Dilara has, asking such a question.
"meaning? I'm separating you from our son?"
Dilara nodded faintly.
"Crazy! where's that thought?" Ezra was angry, the emotion that he had been holding out until the girl was afraid because it had made her angry.
"Hmm, sorry. Yes already. Assalamu'alaikum." The young mistress ended the call after writing in a hurry and showing on the screen the device for EEzra to read it.
Petts. Call disconnected.
"Council ... Jack, fu-ckk. Arrggh ... It's hard to make you believe that I'm slowly changing, "it's bad that I'm wearing well-groomed dark hair.
"Boss."
Rolex called for the leader to immediately go to the medical check-up room because their examination results had appeared.
The handsome figure got up, stuffed his phone back into his pants pocket. He approached Rolex who had already signed some documents.
"Prophe Boss. You have to make her believe, she's hard to understand but if we can take her trust. You have half the world. He will wait, be loyal, serve, care and even be willing to sacrifice" said Rolex Long.
"As an expert. The couple doesn't have one either."
"It doesn't take a partner if you just want to learn to understand women, boss. Besides, I was preparing myself not to be like someone, claiming to change but still impatient, even emotional," Rolex said as he was leaving the room because his business was over.
"Try repeating?" Ezra stared at him.
"Don't baperan. I don't say names, feelings since Madam got pregnant, you crave even sensi like a woman" Rolex said.
He wanted to be angry at the aspri, but he held it. He still needs the help of the man until tomorrow before returning home.
...***...
Indoneszian.
Ermita returns home because of her promise to the Papa, visiting Dila for only three days.
"Don't tell Mr. Emery, let Brother later explain to him yes," said Dila slowly.
Deghs.
"Cheryl, the woman you called back then. My heart still hurts."
"Dila, you're okay, right? ko pale?" mita asked to see the face of her sister-in-law.
"Eh, hungry maybe yes, my appetite has doubled lately," chuckles Dila trying to divert the atmosphere.
"Eat a lot of bumil. Healthy always. Ignore your attitude if you are uncomfortable. I think, if Papa knows the truth, he will defend you," said Mita affirming her brother-in-law's heart.
"Promise yes. Don't interfere with our problems, it's a disgrace and I've spread my husband's ugliness" Ruhama's daughter's great-grandson was ashamed and regretful.
"Not reveal, but ask for help so that your household is harmonious. It's Papa's duty. You remember right? when sungkeman after the marriage contract? papa's message?"
Emery's daughter-in-law nodded slowly. Remembering the sweet moment with her father-in-law.
"Yes, I remember. Thanks Mita, fii amanillah. Greetings to Mr. Emery, "he whispered as Mita hugged.
"Father, not Mr. Emery," Mita replies breaking their arms and straightening Dilara's call to her father-in-law.
"Take care of myself, my beautiful sister-in-law. Don't be inferior, you deserve Dila. This is also Papa's grandson. No matter if you accept her presence or not, she is the golden granddaughter of El Qavi" continued Mita slowly continued to give suggestions to Dilara so that the pregnant woman's heart was calm.
"Yes, jazakillah kheir."
The two women, who were reluctant to separate, eventually had to remove each other's fingers.
Dilara takes Mita to the front of the elevator that will take her down. Indeed he did not expect, it turns out Mita also has two bodyguards who guard her.
Being in the middle of this family for almost a year, training Dila's sensitivity to hidden figures who oversee all their movements.
After bringing his sister-in-law back home. Ezra's wife goes straight into his unit.
He wanted to come down with Mita to the park on the ground floor but his body felt tired. All he wanted right now was to sleep.
"Healthy son, sorry Mother has not yet paid. It feels very dizzy also nausea since then. We bob first yuk," said Dila as she stepped towards her room, the beautiful girl's right hand stroked her bulging stomach with waves due to a baby kick in the womb.
Bi Inah repeatedly called out to him from the second floor, unheeded by the young Madam. He kept walking into his room and locked up.
The hearing aid attached to both tiny ears was removed. Just as Bi Inah was knocking on her bedroom door slowly.
Geck. Geck.
"Non, No." Be late. Dila did not listen, had started to enter the contest.
"Den, why else? don't want to open the door. Marahan?" urge Bibi to see Ezra on the screen of the device that is making a call with her.
Emery's proud son simply put his shoulders up.
"Yes already. Careful." Hmmm, Inah's closing the call.
...***...
"Darling, I'm coming home .. to you," Ezra murmured as he was boarding while changing his phone's settings to flights mode.
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