The Third Match.

There's still flavor.

Arriving at her residence, Bella feels that something is missing from her life. The shadow of her biological daughter hugging Diah was truly a hard slap for her.

He walked into the study, opened the closet to pick up the album among the other books.

The album during his wedding with Marcello, still well maintained. But unfortunately, it is his love that is not cared for.

A wiggle, a nail painted red with cuttings, traces a photo of her face with Marsel. As their lips clenched, as Marcello looked at her lovingly, as Ello hugged her tightly it was still warm. Five years ago, a moment like this happened.

The clear water fell brightly, in the embrace of the album, he looked up, there was still an opportunity like before, so that his little family would be back intact? that's what Bella had in mind right now.

It was unexpected that everything would be as it is now. "Aaaaggghh." Bella slams the album to shreds.

"Miss..." Thomas who just finished putting the car into the garage immediately approached his boss. Bella seemed to be sobbing sadly, sitting on the floor hugging her knees.

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In a different place a middle-aged mother was watching a television show. Sipping tea and enjoying a snack. She is Miss Reny.

"Father.." she called to her husband in a loud voice.

"What the hell is Mom? yells!" ask her husband who just finished serving the buyer, then approach his wife.

"Look, that's exactly like Diah ya" Miss Reny didn't take her eyes off the television.

"That's indeed our son Ma'am" although the appearance of Diah's face changed a lot, Mr. Renggono still recognize.

"Oalah sir, our son ayu yo" mom Reny looks happy, besides her son looks beautiful also be on television anyway.

"We'll call him, sir" Miss Reny picked up the phone on the table, after seeing the television show was over. Diah and Marsel left the place.

"Wait for Ma'am" Mr. Renggono held his wife's hand. "Mom can call, but don't talk weird, don't ask for money or anything that can disturb the happiness of our child. We are old Mom, nothing can make us happy, other than to see our grandchildren live happily" said Mr. Renggono.

"Yes, yes." said Miss Reny then contacted Diah.

That is how almost every day Mr. Renggono always warns his wife, so as not to disturb the harmony of the household of his two children. Mr. Renggono worked hard so that his wife was not short of money so as not to ask for more.

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One of the tourist attractions after returning home from the studio, Marsel proved his words, took his wife and child for a walk, even intend to stay overnight.

"Hahaha..Mbak's strong grip, do not be afraid" Lita laughed amusedly looking at Marni looking frightened when the vehicle he was riding on somersaults.

"Mama... Papa... here follow" cried Lita, from a distance. "Masa Mbak Marni is scared" he added.

Diah and Marsel waved smiling hands.

"Really, Ma'am was afraid of Lit" Marni felt nauseous, dizzy, afraid of falling over, mixed.

"Huh! Ma'am Marni sucks, how do you take care of Lita, so be afraid." Lita mocked.

"If Mbak is afraid don't be forced on Nak" said Diah.

"Yes Ma"

"We're down, Lit, please..." Marni pleads. Lita according to finally they moved up the other game.

While Marsel and Diah, sitting together on a flat stone, noticed Lita who was riding a train with Marni.

"Honey.." call Marsel, squeeze the hand of his wife sitting next to him. His wife had been silent since.

Diah looks at her husband at a glance and then looks back at Lita, pulling her hand from Marsel's grasp. Since meeting with Bella earlier, he held a tightness in the chest.

"Why you? from the moment I noticed, silence continued" Marsel looked at Diah's face as if something was hidden.

"I don't know, think for yourself!" he said, then left Marsel.

Marsel was still staring at Diah's departure, while shaking his head. He intends to follow his wife but heavily leaves Lita.

"This must have been because of Bella earlier" inner Marsel.

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Diah went into the room of one of the villas that Marsel rented. The villa consists of two rooms, one room for Marni and Lita, another one for them.

Diah laid her body on the bed, she thought wandering. The shadow of Marsel when rubbing Bella's stomach was like still storing affection. Although Bella held Marsel's hand, not even Marsel refused.

This is the beginning that must be faced. The physical difference between Bella and herself is very different. Makes Diah feel lost in confidence. Marsel may tell her he doesn't love Bella, but her eyes on Bella can't lie.

Events like this will continue to repeat. Diah had to prepare mentally strong to accompany Marsel. As a consequence he married Marsel, in fact Bella is currently pregnant with her child.

He reflected on himself when he had a conflict with Abim first. Due to the presence of a baby in his body, Abim continues to survive. It was hard for Abim to leave him until the new-born Syifa Abim dropped a third talaq for him.

"Honey..." Marsel was standing next to the bed.

Diah did not say that she turned her husband back.

"Hi, why the hell are you.. dong story?" ask gentle Marsel.

"You must still be thinking about Bella's attitude, right?" marsel asked, his left hand pressed against the bed, his right hand holding Diah's shoulder to turn towards him.

He looked back at Marsel. "Frankly yes, it turns out you still keep the same taste of Mama Lita right?" ketus Diah, then woke up from his sleep.

"What are you talking about, I've said many times, I'm with Bella it's the past" Marsel assures.

"Then, you said Mas, but you can not deny right! there are seeds of love still in the womb, and also Lita. Those two children, who will harden your love, and sooner or later, you will knit back." Diah's eyes condense, many worries in his heart.

"Oh that, the problem? what's the difference with you?"

Marsel stood folding his hands in front of his chest.

"Me?" Diah pointed to herself.

"Yes, you. If that kid makes you doubt the sincerity of my love, then what difference do you make with Alfredo?" Marsel raises his upper lip next to.

"Obviously different" He turned the palm of the hand.

"What difference? try to explain" Marsel raised one knee to the bed. His face approached Diah to a few centimeters. Diah turned her face away.

"Let's explain!" marsel pressed Diah's chin.

"Obviously different, Alfredo already had his own happiness, had a beautiful wife, loved each other, had almost two children, among us there was no sense. We are only partners of two parents who want to discuss how our children will not feel abandoned because of our selfishness as parents." said Diah at length.

While you still have ties, there may even be love, I'm not a fool"

"As much as you are Diah! what do you want to talk about?! it's difficult! talk to you!"

Marsel then left Diah.

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