The Third Match.

Afraid loss.

Not long after Marsel's departure, Diah came out of the room looking for Marsel throughout the Villa, but there was no hydration stem. Diah then headed to where Lita was playing maybe she was there.

"Lita.. mainya later resumed again yes, it is noon Nak, rest first" said Diah approaching Lita. But her eyes were looking for her husband.

"Yes Ma" said Lita, then stopped playing prostotan.

"Clean-clean used to be the same Ma'am Mar, after that, eat, continue to bobo" Diah held Lita's shoulder.

"Okay..." Lita thumbs up. Marni leads Lita to Vila, but her hand is held back by Diah.

"What's the Non?" Marni turned her body.

"Look at Lita's dad, right?" ask Diah not to be heard by Lita.

"Oh, sir, you're going that way, Non, maybe to the lake" replied Marni. Diah nodded then let Marni enter the Villa.

Diah down the path of many tourists who pass by on average holding their children and wives.

*******

While at the edge of the artificial lake, a handsome man was sitting pensively looking at the red colored fish leaping

It seems that the visitors relax by the lake, among them the average young person who is carrying a partner.

"Just alone Bang?" asked a girl of slim stature, and scantily dressed, suddenly sitting next to him.

"Yes" he said coldly, turning a glance at the familiar woman, then shifting his distance.

"Eh, brother. Is it not the tyrant businessman who was on television?" the woman who dressed up the menor was getting docked.

Marsel did not respond at all to the woman, this kind of thing he often faced.

"Include Bang?" the woman reached out, but Marsel did not respond. The woman pulled her hand back.

"Come dong Bang, go for a walk, we're both single" he said.

Proud this guy, but I'm getting curious, I'll approach him.

Marsel was upset and stood up, leaving the place would have been better. Her thought. But not yet stepped.

Bruk!

The woman pulled Marsel's arm down, and the burly body fell on the woman.

"Bad you!" Marsel tried to get up, but his shirt was in the woman's grip.

They did not know the pair of eyes that saw the drama from the start were staring at them furiously. He stepped closer.

"Eheemm" the man turned out that Diah was suddenly standing behind them. Marsel turned to see who came immediately pushed the woman's body up.

Marsel then approached Diah, grinning in fear, catching Diah's gaze wanting to swallow him raw.

"Ouch! sakiit.." the woman tried to stand up, while Diah and Marsel just watched. The woman immediately turned her head while brushing her dirty clothes.

"You?" The woman pointed at Diah.

"You?" Behind him pointed.

As soon as the atmosphere became quiet, the woman felt afraid of Diah. While everyone who was there was amused to watch the drama.

"Shelly?"

"Diah's? loe Diah, isn't she.. Why did you turn religious like this?" the woman turned out to be Selly Diah's abusive friend when she was a teenager.

"Yes, I'm Diah, and this is my man, if you want no guy, look around first dong" Diah thunts.

"Ahaha.. shorry" Selly smiled clumsyly.

Marsel looked at both of them.

"How are you doing, Diah?" Shelly became confused somehow having to behave.

"Alhamdulillah.. gw good, here we sit first to chat" Diah was relaxed. Makes Marsel breathe a sigh of relief.

"Loe is great Diah, good at picking tajir guys, where did you go?" Shelly whispers.

"Shut up! I'm not the old Diah, you know!" Diah raises fist.

"Haha, I know, loe turned out to be insyaf" seloroh Selly.

After talking for a while, Selly went to meet his disorganized gang who were in Vila. Leaving Diah sitting alone with Marsel by the lake.

"Your friend is weird?" Marsel smiled slantingly looking at Diah next to him.

"Hais, what her husband used to be," Marsel smiled.

"Like you! That's proof, only ten minutes disappeared from the sight of the wife, already want to find a new target?!" Diah mrengos was upset. But Diah knows who Selly must be the brash Selly in this case Diah doesn't mind.

"Sorry" Marsel hugged Diah's shoulder, took a deep breath, the stormy problem was not finished already adding new problems.

"Don't hug" Diah put away Marsel's arm.

"Biarin" Marsel then tightened his wound until it was attached to the shoulder of Marsel. Diah just let it go.

"So the husband, haggling! notya solve the problem just blur" said Diah.

"That means we are fit to have a wife too" Marsel chuckled. Both are getting better.

"My stomach is hungry" said Marsel.

"Yes we've returned to the villa to pick Lita up and continue to look for lunch" said Diah both hand in hand towards the Villa.

*********

Two days later, on Monday. "Mas, it'll be noon for me to pick up Lita" said Diah while combing through Marsel's hair.

"Kok now so you often pick up Lita, usually Marni" Marsel looked at Diah from the reflection of the mirror.

"Mas, do you have a cell phone?" He pulled out another chair, then sat down next to him.

"Yes, why?" Marsel turned to Diah with a frown, not usually Diah asked that.

"When we go to Bali, Lita same Marni will sleep here, keep your phone continues to vibrate, because it is noisy, Lita was forced to lift it even though Marni was forbidden"

"Keep" Marsel looked startled and then turned his chair face to face with Diah.

"Well, your phone is a woman, about who is Mas, because the word Lita strange like Mas, invite Lita to meet, ask for a mobile number, blah-blah, blah" Diah told me everything. Diah looked at Marsel wanting to know the answer. After hearing Lita Diah's story, it was concluded that the caller was Bella.

"The number of women I keep a lot of who, what do you mean?"

"If in my thinking, it must be Mommy Lita" Diah finally said.

"Why don't you guys tell me what the woman is, maybe it's just a fad" Marsel replied casually.

"Let me talk to Aldo now we have breakfast first" Marsel then went outside followed by Diah.

"I called Lita in the room, Mas down first" Diah went into Lita's room next door after she was not Marsel.

"Not finished wearing the shirt? we have breakfast first yuk" Diah approaches Lita.

"Lita's hair is difficult to comb Ma, very tangled" he said manyun.

"Here, Mama help" Diah leads Lita, they sit on the couch. Slowly Diah combed the child's hair, so as not to hurt until the tangled hair back straight.

"Yey.. straight again..." Lita then reflected like an adult.

Diah looked at Lita there was a sense of joy and sadness. Glad to be able to comb her hair like now. Sad because someday Lita would have to slaughter her biological mother, rather than her only stepmother. Let how Lita has a biological mother who is more entitled to Lita.

Diah's eyes became blurry as it was covered in water.

"Mama, isn't Lita pretty?" Lita was already standing in front of him fading Diah's daydream.

"Beautiful" she said quickly, shrinking her tears.

"Why are you crying.. Why?" Lita widened her lower uniform, then sat on Diah's lap facing each other.

"It's okay" Diah hid the anxiety and put her hand on Lita's nape.

"Lita's... Mama wants to ask, if someday, Mommy Lita's birth came back, then picked Lita, will Lita forget Mama?" Diah held back the crying.

"What's a mommy's bladder?" ask Lita plain.

"Mommy was the bladder, which contained Lita, and gave birth to Lita" Diah explained.

"Mommy who gave birth to Lita has gone to Heaven Ma, where is it possible, people who have gone to Heaven can return again?" Lita could think that far.

"Who said Mommy Lita had gone to Heaven?" search Diah.

"Say friend Lita, she doesn't have Mama, continues. said Mama He, to Heaven, means Mama Lita is also going to heaven" plain Lita.

"Oh that's it. Now answer Mama's question, if Mommy Lita comes to pick Lita up, don't forget Mama ya Nak" Diah taped Diah's body to her chest.

"Non, Mister is waiting" Marni follows into the room.

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