Survive Though Injured

Chapter 13 - Alya Meet Clara

Alya did not make breakfast because her husband was not at home, she filled her stomach by eating 2 slices of peanut butter sandwich and a glass of milk

After breakfast, Alya cleaned the house.

Amidst the mopping activity, there was a knock on the door. He opened the door.

It turned out that this morning Alya had 2 unexpected guests, with a dirty face he said, "Mas Dimas is not at home, you better go!"

"Is this Dimas' wife or aide, Tria?" asked a young woman who was about the same height as her sister-in-law Alya.

"Once upon a time, Brother Clara."

"If you want to meet Mas Dimas not here, this is my house!" alya.

"Hey, you're just hitching a ride. If you don't pick up my papa, maybe your life is far from decent!" maki Tria's.

"I am very grateful to Papa Ivan for taking care of me and protecting me" Alya said.

Tria smiled cynically.

"Now that Mas Dimas and I are married, this house I have the right to accept guests or not" said Alya.

"But that Dimas never loved you!" clara tangent.

"Biarin, but now that Mas Dimas and I are married isn't I really lucky," Alya smiled mockingly.

Clara grunted in annoyance.

"Go, you two just interrupt my time!" drive Alya.

"I feel like I want to see Brother Dimas dump you!" tria looked at her sister-in-law.

"We'll see who I'll throw away or you!" challenge Alya.

"Where men dare to dump me that there I kick them!"

"We'll see my sister-in-law!" Alya smiled grinningly.

Tria and Clara leave the Dimas residence.

"I will survive even though Mas Dimas never loved me!" muttered.

-

Alya continued her work washing clothes in the washing machine, after which drying them.

Finished dealing with the clothes, he stepped into the kitchen preparing the dishes for lunch.

There was a knock on the door, "Who else, anyway?" muttered.

Alya stepped towards the door and peered out of the window, "Mas Dimas!" ogre.

With a spirit, he hurriedly opened the door. Alya threw a smile in front of her husband.

Dimas smiled faintly, then went inside the house.

"What did Mas Dimas want me to do?"

"Orange juice."

"Just 'yes, Mas!" Alya rushed to the kitchen to make her husband's ordered juice.

Not until 10 minutes, Alya brought a glass of juice and then he served on the family lounge table.

Dimas grabbed a glass and sipped his wife's juice.

"Mas, lunch at home, right?"

"Yes, today I'm going to be at home" Dimas replied without looking instead focused on his phone.

Alya smiled happily at it.

"Go to the kitchen and cook!" dimas Command.

"Yes, Mum." Alya excitedly stepped into the kitchen.

At exactly 11 past 30 minutes, the dish was served at the dinner table.

Alya called her husband for lunch in the room.

"Alya, this is for you!" Dimas thrust small brown paper bag.

Alya looked silent for a moment, she then pulled both ends of her lips.

"Let's go get it, I bought it for you!"

Alya grabbed it and said, "Thank you, Mas!"

"Yes, you're welcome." Dimas stepped out of the room.

Alya sat on the side of the bed quickly she opened the contents of the paper bag, her smile widened when she saw the small red box.

Alya opened the small box, a diamond ring was inside. "Well, this is so pretty!"

Alya brought the small box and approached her husband. Unabashedly, Alya hugged Dimas' body.

Dimas who was receiving the phone was surprised to get a hug from his wife.

Dimas lets Alya hug him because he is still on the phone.

Finished speaking, Dimas put his phone in his pants pocket and pushed his wife slowly.

"Thank you very much, Mommy. I'm so happy!" Alya said with a face of sumringah.

"Yes, I gave it to you because you're pregnant with my son!" said Dimas.

"Thank you again, Mom!" Alya smiled back.

"Yes, I'm hungry!" Dimas held his stomach.

Dimas also began to eat his wife's cooking greedily.

Alya saw him smiling happily, he also enjoyed his lunch.

"Later in the afternoon we go to my parents' house and sleep there. Do you want to?"

"You."

-

By 4 pm, Dimas and his wife went to his parents' house in a four-wheeled vehicle.

As soon as the Rose greeted him and embraced Alya and stroked her daughter-in-law's stomach.

"Mama misses you guys!" say Rose.

Alya and Roses first enter the house, Alya's steps are stopped when she sees Clara sitting together with Tria.

Clara smiled looking at Alya.

Dimas is now behind his wife.

Clara stood up and showed her best smile to Dimas, her ex-boyfriend.

"Alya, let's go to the kitchen. Mama's making cookies again, you help 'yes!" The rose pulled the hand of her daughter-in-law.

"How are you?" ask Clara to Dimas.

"Sister, I'm staying 'yes!" farewell to Tria and pass.

"I'm good, why are you here?" ask Dimas.

"So early in the morning your sister and I went home, your wife said, 'yes I went for a walk with Tria and stopped by here" Clara explained.

"Oh."

"That was your wife, huh?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"It doesn't seem very pretty and very ordinary" Clara said.

Dimas just smiled faintly.

"Dimits...."

"I want to see papa, I stay 'yes. Excuse me!" Dimas quickly stepped into the back garden looking for the whereabouts of his papa.

Clara grunted in annoyance.

Because Dimas did not bother him, Clara finally came home.

"Mas, why are you here?" tanya Alya approached Dimas on the balcony alone.

"Has he gone home?"

"He who?"

"Clar."

"Oh, Mas Dimas' ex-lover."

"Yes," he said.

"Already, Mas. Was he not happy with Mas Dimas?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Okay, but it's also good that he doesn't say goodbye to me" Dimas replied.

"Why is that? Didn't Mas Dimas really want to turn it around with him?"

"I don't want you to be jealous."

Alya laughed hearing that.

"Oh, so you want me to turn it back with him?" challenge Dimas.

Alya shook her head.

"If you want, let me call him" Dimas said.

"Call me!" Alya defied.

"I don't have time to share" Dimas said. "Go to the kitchen help Mama cook for dinner!" twisting his wife's body and pushing her slowly.

"Mas, I want to...."

"Let's talk at home!" Dimas cut off his wife's words.

-

In the evening, finished dinner. Ivan, his wife, son and son-in-law chatted in the family lounge.

"When did Azzam propose to Tria?" ask Dimas.

"After your wife's birth" replied the Rose.

"Are you sure you're getting married, Tria?" ask Dimas.

"Confirm, Brother. Azzam is nice and loves me!" Tria glanced at her sister-in-law.

"Thank God that Azzam is good and dear to you, good luck 'yes!" alya.

"Oh, sure!" Tria said proud.