The Hidden Love

It's still about Dion

Dion continued to pout his lips, putting his palm right in front of his mouth for fear that someone would hear the sound of his laughter. Really Dion's stomach felt stiff because it kept holding back his laughter, how not? he who still had to relax his muscles after running far enough felt funny to see Vienna who occasionally had his head falling stumbled on his shoulder.

Dion had chuckled as the head of Vienna, who had somehow fallen, leaned on his shoulder, but the girl quickly raised her head as soon as she realized it. Does Vienna hold back the sleepiness? or because the girl was too tired because she invited him to run far enough earlier, Dion thought.

Vienna lifted her head again from Dion's shoulder as soon as she realized it was happening again. The girl slightly pinched her eyelids just to expel the drowsiness that was so tormenting her. Repeatedly shook his head but the feeling did not go away.

"Stand back!" this time Dion gently pressed Vienna's head as the girl was about to raise her head away from Dion's shoulders.

"No need" replied Vienna, who intended to change his position.

"Don't argue!" back pressed Vienna's head and let the girl enjoy how comfortable it is to lean there in these grueling moments. "I'll wake you up when you get to your destination."

Vienna then resigned, the drowsiness that controlled him was indeed very great, he had tried to ignite it but the feeling was still entrenched in him before he really finished it. Doesn't the formula still remain the same? if you are sleepy then go to sleep and if you are hungry, eat because that is the only antidote.

"How long is your sleep? you look like you're getting very sleepy?" dion asked as soon as he saw Vienna finish sipping a drink from the bottle he put in the bag.

It turned out that just by closing his eyes for about ten minutes had made the girl fresh again once she woke up.

"Twenty-one hours." Vienna closed the bottle and put it back where it came from.

"Inn?" Dion scrunched his forehead as he asked about the sleeping span of the girl beside him.

"Seek," replied Vienna briefly.

"What's? you sleep only twenty-one hours a week?" dion shouted in shock and replied with a nod of Vienna's head. "Only three hours a day do you sleep? is it not less?" Dion twisted his body to make him face each other with Vienna.

"No." Vienna shook slowly. "I'm used to it."

"What keeps you up every night?" search Dion.

"At home at seven o'clock in the evening, I only had an hour to rest and after that I had to go into the cake shop for the night shift."

"You work?" Dion narrowed his eyes.

"Hm." again, Vienna nodded. "Eight o'clock to twelve o'clock at night I spent time looking after a cake shop. After closing, I still have to clear the cake shelves and clean the store as well as some of the equipment used there and it lasted for approximately two hours."

"That means you ...,"

"Yes, then I went home to rest. Actually my sleeping hours every night are always less than three hours" she explained.

"Your place?"

"There's near that shop so I only need to walk about ten minutes to reach it."

"Ck .. ck .. ck .. ck .. are you a woman what a man? so strong staying up?" Dion amazed.

"I wouldn't do that if I still had a choice."

"Indeed ap ...,"

Dion's speech was interrupted when he heard the car's net shouting one of the stops that turned out to be the ending place of Vienna to be with him on the bus.

"I must go down now" said Vienna, getting up, fixing her skirt and holding her bag.

Dion was stunned, he saw the girl down until when Vienna was about to jump out of the bus door suddenly he remembered something.

"Vienna!" his call made the owner of the name look over. "Spirit! see you tomorrow." Dion waved his hand as a sign of farewell to the girl he just met today.

Vienna nodded followed by a sweet smile engraved on her thin lips.

And the first day of meeting the two teenagers ended very sweetly. The brief but rather impressive meeting impressed Dion. Dion who incidentally spoiled mother child and tend to get everything without effort, immediately changed the way he looked.

All this time all he thought about a child's duties was school and going around to spend his parents' money alone, he didn't care about anything else other than that. For him, all the lives of children his age must be the same as him, but in fact when he knows the other side of the life of a child who can be said not to be as lucky as him, make him realize. Not everyone is born from a family that is, even he feels sad when he knows there are still people who can not eat three times a day in this era, things that had never been on his mind before.

Today was actually the first day Dion took public transport, his behavior that seemed to be rebellious and bengal typical of the young soul of a young man made his father give the punishment by revoking all facilities that had been freely given to the child only wayangnya. I don't know how many times the mischief that the child made to make his parents angry until the peak they were forced to do it because they felt Dion had completely eroded their patience. His father who had resigned in the face of Dion's behavior until he no longer knew what to do so came up with the idea from his mother who was none other than Dion's own grandmother.

After finishing cleaning up for dinner, Dion, who had finished struggling with thick textbooks, decided to leave his room.

"Bund" he called gently to the woman who had given birth to him into the world.

"What's wrong?" replied the mother indifferently without avert her gaze in the least other than on the television screen in front there.

Dion got closer, and what he did next made the rest of the room continue to shake his head.

"Dion apologizes Bund, all this time Dion has always troubled mother, father and grandmother."

Their gaze turned to Dion who was currently resting at his mother's feet.

Lita and Rudi looked at each other, followed by staring at their only child who had now grown up.

"If you think that you're apologizing to you in order to overturn the punishment you have to go through, you're wrong. Mother will no longer be deceived by your seduction this time." Lita threw her face in any direction, trying to distract her rather inedible persuasion of her son as he had already.

"Mother is wrong, Dion sincerely apologizes to mother, not because he wants to ask for a car key or ATM."

Lita glanced at her husband and it caught Dion's eye, the boy knew very well that his parents must be hesitating right now. Persuading, seducing with sweet sentences has often been used to launch his action to regain the luxurious facilities that his father gave him and see him back to behave so would make Lita doubt, would have made Lita doubt, do not let him fall into the same hole as before because of the melt and always obey the will of his son.

"Dion was serious mother." this time Dion softened his words by slightly suppressing the call to the woman he loved so much.

Silently, Lita kept staring into the depths of her son's clear eyes, trying to figure out what other ruse Dion was doing to her, this time. Strange, invisible there were signs of lies he had gotten there, completely different as before. Lita could only see the sincerity emanated from the two black eyeballs that were currently staring at her heartily.

"Dion does not need a car, motorcycle or ATM from dad, all Dion needs is a mother. Dion has been aware of Bund, all this time it turns out Dion's life path is wrong. Dion promised to learn more so that the family would be proud to have Dion."

Back, Lita looked at her husband's face as if asking for an opinion. Her eyes were hot as soon as she saw her husband now nodding and smiling. It was very rare that he had encountered all this time because when faced with Dion's mischief, the usually friendly face decorated with a charming smile had changed into a fierce face that was not friendly at all and seemed scary.

"What do you mean, son?" lita's voice trembled slightly.

"Dion wants to be a good boy, mother please help Dion change yes." grasping his mother's fingers. "Remind Dion if dion's wrong."

"Do you know what you're saying?" Lita looked at her son's face.

"Of course, do you think Dion is drunk? Dion promises to stay away from it now and Dion will focus on learning to get good grades to get into prestigious universities, continue college and achieve what I aspire to."

"Geez, since when have you changed, son? why haven't you been a submissive child?" Lita cried while embracing the body of her beloved son.

"So if Dion's just changed now, it's wrong Bund?"

"Hust! don't talk to you carelessly."

"The proof was you said ...,"

"It doesn't need to be discussed! you just can't believe it yet if you turn out you can change so fast, it feels like a dream." let go of his embrace. "What happened? what makes you look so happy that it opens your eyes? mother of attention also since you came home from tutoring earlier it looks like you are so excited."

"Changing for the better is mandatory Bund, after all no one wants to marry an unemployed man right? to get someone we love, we have to succeed first in order to make his life happy" Dion joked.

"So ... This mother's child has started to like the opposite sex?"

"It can't be said so Bund." Dion got up from the floor and sat in the middle of his parents.

"Why did you talk about that?" search Lita.

"It's not just the view of Dion Bund, people should always have a way of looking ahead, right? did Dion talk like that, showing that Dion was in love? didn't you?"

"So?"

"Help Dion to be a filial son and be a good man for my future wife. Dion will also grow up like a father and Dion wants to be able to live a successful life by having a beautiful wife like a mother and a happy little family."

"When has your son grown up, Dad?" Lita glanced at her husband.

They embrace, Lita embraces the body of her mother-in-law and the television that lights up there is a witness to the historic events in the life of a Dion.

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