The Third Match.
Jealous.
"Lita leaves Ma" after breakfast Lita leaves with Marsel and Mang Ade.
"Yes dear.. later Mama picked up," Diah fixed the bag that was carried by Lita because it was slightly tilted.
"Ma's cake?" Lita confronts Diah.
"Yes" Diah smiled.
"Yey... Lita is most happy to be taken on a motorcycle." cried Lita.
"Well...What is this? you two are so happy?" A new Marsel from the inside approached them.
"Secret" whispered Diah to Lita's ears and then laughed. Diah then takes over the bag from Marsel's hand.
"Pa's secret" Lita embraces Marsel.
Marsel chuckled, then carried Lita to take her to the car. Diah followed while carrying her husband's briefcase.
"I'm leaving yeah" Marsel kissed Diah's forehead after Lita sat in the car.
"Be careful" Diah kissed the back of Marsel's hand. The car leaves Diah.
Diah then went to the kitchen intending to learn to cook with aunt.
"What do you want to cook?" She stood beside aunt.
"You're making Banana cake Non" auntie's sieving wheat flour.
"I want to learn Bi, tomorrow morning before I pick up Lita, I want to go to Papi's house, and I want to bring my hands," said Diah just want to try to be confident.
"Please Non, Aunt teach" replied the aunt.
"Now let me make Bi, Aunt just direct, how to do it" said Diah. He's excited. Later in the afternoon will surprise her husband that she can make a cake. Diah smile herself can not be separated from the gaze of aunty. Aunty just shook her head.
"Well, no, it's eggs, butter, flour, keep this banana I've pureed" the aunt put her shoulder on the side of the stove.
Diah shakes the eggs, like aunt's instructions, then mixes them with other ingredients. When finished he burned it in the microwave, set the temperature to a few minutes even the cake was fragrant and ripe. She smiled and then lifted it.
"It's ripe Bi" said Diah.
"Wait cold first Non, just taken out of the baking pan" said the aunt while cooking another.
Thirty minutes later. "Bibiii.. Why does the cake taste like this?! Diah looked disappointed as soon as she tasted the cake.
"Why Non?" auntie pressing the texture of the cake. "It's called repel Non" aunt chuckles.
"Yaaahhh failed..." He was upset with himself. Intentions want to surprise him who was given a surprise, his work failed miserably. Like writing a novel if you don't pass the contract. 🤣🤣🤣.
"Don't be discouraged Non, learn to make the cake is not enough just once, if it fails to try again, until it can" advice aunt.
"So yes" Diah lifted the cake put on the table.
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At 10 am Diah rushed to pick up Lita, because at 11 am usually a child tk out of class.
Diah's motorbike was running not long after it arrived in front of the school. He hooked the helmet in the rearview mirror after parking the motorbike, then pulled the key into the bag, his feet stepped towards the fence.
Diah's eyes widened when the figure of a beautiful woman with black eyes was leaning against the wall on the edge of the fence while playing mobile phone.
Diah pretended not to know when she knew that she was Bella. Diah then joined the other pickups.
"Good day ma'am" Diah said politely to mothers who are on average older than her.
"Good afternoon, Ma'am Diah, yes yesterday's canoe was on television?" the mothers look happy. Diah just smiled.
Arabella then approached Diah who was chatting with the pickers, walking casually to remove her glasses.
"Miss Bella, how come you're here?" one of the mothers approached.
"Yes Mom, want to pick up my son" he said glancing at Diah. Diah pretended not to know.
"Oh yes aampuun.. turns out his son is in school here also Non?" the mothers look at each other.
"Yes Ma'am" Bella smiled.
"Can we have a photo with Non?" excited moms.
"Come" said Bella. All photos except Diah.
"Mr Diah here" one of the mothers, waved her hand. Diah just smiled.
"Follow me" whispered Bella finished the photo pulling Diah's hand away from the mothers. Then stop at the school park because Lita out is still less than 10 minutes away.
"You want what you?!" Diah jerks Bella's hand. Because Bella held her arm too tight to redden. Both of them faced with a stiffening face.
"Diah, I just want to ask as a fellow woman, how would you feel, if you were in my position, I took your husband, what would you do?!" cynical Bella presses Diah's chest with her index finger.
"Haha.do not get me wrong, Little Ma'am! I never took anyone's husband, because it was Mas Marsel who came alone to me, and asked me to be his wife, even though I initially refused," replied Diah loudly.
"Then you just believe?! Ello's asking you to get married just to make you Lita's nanny!" Bella mocked. "If you can't believe this look, Marcello last night left right?! hahaha.it's because she met me, and we were making love" Bella showed off a sign of love on her red neck, whether it was Marsel or not only Bella knew.
Diah held back her emotions, so as not to be seen in front of Bella. Diah doesn't believe it, lately it's true that Marsel always comes home late at night, but he says he is doing a lot of work.
"Haha... I don't care, want Marsel to love me or not, want to make me babysitter or not, obviously, I got a child who loves me" Diah felt proud.
Bella stared at Diah horror. "We will see Diah later, let's just say we are racing to win the love of Marsel, who will win, but I'm sure, I will be the winner, then you have to be sporty" challenge Bella.
"OK! who's afraid!" She smiled as if there were no problems. "Where the race has not started already claim that Mbak Bella is the winner! hahaha, Ma'am this is funny" Diah laughed contrivedly.
Cring. kriing.
The bell rang three times that meant Lita was out. The two then approached the fence.
"Mamaaa.." call Lita then kiss the back of Diah's hand.
"How did you learn today?" Diah squatted parallel to her body.
While Bella actually wanted to hug her eldest child was definitely Lita refused, she could only swallow.
"So Lita was told to draw Ma, and Lita drew Papa, Mama, like that time" said Lita"
"Smart... You must be drawing, Papa, Mama, you, are holding hands, right?" Diah smiled looking at Bella who was looking at her.
"Betul Ma, but this time, there's no Mommy who's been in heaven,"
Deg.
Bella's face flushed at her daughter's words.
The insolent! my son must have been influenced by this woman. Bella.
"Honey..."
Everyone looked up as if Marsel was picking up.
"Eh, did Mas pick you up?" Diah approached her husband, kissing the back of his hand, and Marsel kissing Diah's forehead. Lita did the same thing as Diah.
Marsel does not realize that Bella is there and is burned by jealous flames.
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