The Third Match.

Organize Meetings.

Arriving at his residence, Marsel rushed to put Lita to bed in his room. With a quick step he immediately went to the next room wanting to apologize to his wife.

The burly hands decorated with the most expensive brand watches immediately pushed the door handle. He was again surprised that Diah was not inside.

With her heart beating, Marsel opened the closet doors one by one, checking Diah's clothes but it was still complete. Marsel was worried that his wife was running away. His heart felt a little relieved even though he did not know where his wife was now, at least did not leave him.

No no no no.

He walked quickly down the stairs. "Bi, see my wife?" he approached the aunt who was arranging the lunch menu at the dining table.

"Not yet to come home, sir, I think that Non Diah came home with Mister," even though I knew there was no motorbike at home. Because yesterday Diah left his bike at school and Aldo drove home.

"Yes already Bi, please say Marni, tell Lita to look after ya, Lita is sulking" he said.

"Good Sir"

"Mang Ade, we look for Diah to Pak Renggono's house" he said as he entered the car that had been opened by mamang.

"Okay sir" in the car there was only silence. Mang Ade stared at his boss from the rearview mirror as Marsel closed his eyes leaning against the seat. Eventually the car reached its destination.

"Honey..."

Diah who was playing with Syifa heard a soft sound, rolling her eyes.

"Mas" Diah then stood up to her husband who was still wearing a shirt, a tie complete with a suit looks authoritative.

"Shory" the burly hand immediately embraced Diah's petite body.

"Why?" Diah looked up at the handsome face of her husband who was still holding her. Those shady eyes that always make Diah's anger disappear instantly. A warm breath swept across Diah's face that always made him unable to get far from him. But Diah still kisses the oroma of sagita love that defeats logic.

"I was wrong to let Bella pick Lita up without saying you first" said Marsel.

"I'm fine Mas, just calm down" said Diah while playing a Marsel tie.

"But you turned off the phone" guessed Marsel because he called and chat but checked one

"Oh yes" Diah patted her forehead. "Hp I haven't been on the charger" said Diah looking funny making Marsel anxious.

Marsel immediately fused his lips to Diah's slightly open lips. "May we talk" his fingers shrunk Diah's lips.

"Of course I can" where Diah refused the tenderness of Marsel who always melt his heart.

"So soon" Diah approached Syifa again. "Honey.. same sister first yes, Mama wants to talk to Om" Diah crouched in front of Syifa who since then, looking at Marsel man who is not so familiar with him.

"Om" Syifa raised her hand, as if she wanted to be carried.

"Not Om, but Papa" Marsel crouched down and rubbed the Syifa, a step later he stood up to lift Syifa to exceed the limit of his head. Making Syifa laugh loudly, the tiny little bule hand, ruffled Marsel's hair to damage his comb.

Diah felt overwhelmed that even Marsel loved his daughter.

"Main the same Sister Yuk" the woman in the light blue uniform took over Syifa from Marsel's hands. The sister carried Syifa inside.

"We are looking for a rather relaxed lunch, later we come back here to meet the Father, the same Mother" he said.

Diah nodded too.

*******

Diah smiled at her husband and always made a surprise. Tired of the problem that always shackles sometimes want to feel like now. This restaurant does not only serve delicious food. But also a beautiful view surrounded by trees.

"Mas, but Lita's home, right?" Diah looked at Marsel full of question marks. Diah always thought about Lita how she reacted after meeting her birth mother.

"This is what I'm going to talk about, Diah" Marsel recounted the events at school from start to finish. "I'm sorry Diah, I didn't mean to hurt you, I should have thought before I acted" Marsel clasped Diah's hand.

"I was also wrong Mas, I shouldn't have left Lita just like that, because I thought, Lita could easily accept her Mommy, just like Lita when she used to accept me. We just met for the first time" Diah said.

"Are you angry with me, Diah?" Marsel looked into Diah's eyes. Diah just shook her head.

"For what reason am I angry Mas, after all there is no use" Diah took a deep breath. Sometimes she feels that she has two personalities. One side, want to have Marsel completely so that no one interferes with his household.

But he realized, there are two innocent creatures in need of the affection of both parents.

"Diah..you're the best woman I've ever known" Marcel said.

"Ah time?" Diah smiled wryly. If you knew who I was, it's not as good as you think. Inner Diah.

"Mas, you should meet Lita with her birth mother, so how is there no such thing as a former child" Diah looked down to imagine herself.

"But..." Marsel did not continue his words, I don't know what he would say.

"Honestly, I don't want to be away from Lita, for me Lita is like my own biological child, but I don't want to be selfish." honestly Diah

"Well, I'll follow your advice, but you have to trust me, Sunday I'll arrange Bella's meeting with Lita, but I want you to come along" said Marsel.

"Follow yes" Diah knitted his eyebrows together.

"Yes, you're my wife, we're talking about this together" Marsel kissed the back of Diah's hand in his hand.

Diah was silent for a moment. "But I've always been in no confidence when dealing with Bella Mas, she's a beautiful, classy, respectable woman whereas I, already ugly, can't groom, no..."

"Stop! don't keep Diah" cut Marsel won't hear Diah's words. "You need to know, Diah, there are many beautiful women out there who want to be my wife, but why did I choose you? For me to love a woman because her beautiful face will one day fade if that woman's beauty is lost."

"But to love a woman because she is kind-hearted, God willing, that love will not fade at any time.

"Mas" Diah embraces Marsel's body from the side. Diah was sometimes lulled by Sweet Marsel's words to not want to let go of this man beside her.

*******

Three days passed precisely on Sunday, Marsel invited Diah and Lita to one of the places. He wants to meet Lita with her birth mother.

"Are you ready?" marsel opened the door. Because Marsel waited for Diah too long.

"It is" replied Diah out of the room. Apparently Diah makeup herself so as not to embarrass Marsel in front of Bella.

"You dandan? quick, long time" Marsel smiled then they went down the stairs.

"Beautiful Mom, where are we going?" Lita was surprised not usually Diah dress up.

"We go for a walk" said Diah embracing Lita's shoulder then they depart ushered Mang Ade.

While Bella smiled to herself, already waiting in the place that Marsel determined.

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