The Third Match.
Rasain is delicious
"When did you smoke?" Diah asked gently so as not to intimidate.
"Sometimes, if again just for Yank" said Marsel. Diah then turned her husband's hand they faced each other.
"Absolutely... Now I think what? mommy wasn't better" Diah clasped Marsel's palm.
Marsel set his heart rate silent for a while composing word for word in order to tell a story with his wife. Without disappointed him.
"Look at this" Marsel shows a white envelope. Diah took the envelope quickly from her husband's hand.
Diah opened the letter and narrowed her eyes, read half and returned the object to Marsel.
"So this, which made Mas daydream since then?" question Diah, influenced by Marsel.
"But you haven't read all the Yank" Marsel was surprised to see Diah's seemingly ordinary reaction to this problem.
"I've read the results of this test before Mas read," said Diah relaxed.
Marsel looked at his wife. "You mean Yank"
Flashbach.
On the beach, Diah was sitting with Marni and Siska. "Mbak Siska, like Kak Aldo like deh, same Ma'am Siska" said Diah they chatted three, facing the beach.
"Aldo? No!" siska's toilet made Diah and Marni giggle. As they were talking Arabella approached them.
"Gw wants to bobo-an in the Villa, ah" did not wait for Diah's answer, Siska immediately left Diah. Siska is lazy to go stale with Bella.
"I also want to find Lita Non" Marni also passed.
"Why them? I'm coming and I'm leaving?!" cynical Bella, staring at Siska and Marni who are walking together.
"Capek times Ma'am, they've been here since" Diah looked up at Bella who was standing in front of him against the beach.
"But good! so I can talk to you freely" Bella came forward to sit with Diah.
"Talk to me? What's wrong with Ma'am" Diah feels strange not usually Bella invites him to talk.
"Not talking anyway, rather, I'm going to show you something" Bella took out an envelope from the bag and gave it to Diah.
"Is this Mama?" Diah scoops the envelope in a flickering manner.
"Just open it." said Bella. Without Diah knowing. Bella grinned with intent.
Diah opened the envelope and read it. However, Diah did not really understand the contents of the letter. Naturally, not everyone can read the medical term Diah which only has a mediocre brain.
"What do you mean, Ma'am? I don't know" honestly Diah returned the envelope to Bella.
"Ahaha... Diah... Diah. I wonder, how can I?! Ello married a stupid woman! like you?!" sergeant Bella, pull his lips to the side of the soft mark.
"Don't insult Mbak, say it quickly! What is this letter?!" Diah was also carried away by emotions.
"Diah." Bella smirked in satisfaction.
"Then, what does that have to do with me?" She pretended not to understand what Bella meant.
"Aahaha..." Bella stood on her back, laughing like Mak came by. "You are a fool, Diah!" bella sarcasm.
"The result of this DNA test, positive Ello's biological child" Bella rubbed her stomach and paused her speech.
"So the point is, it's for sure Ello will come back to me, I know. Ello and Mommy want a son, to continue the Adiwilaga family company. Moreover, this child I bear is a twin," Bella smiled proudly.
"Oh... Mbak sure? if Marsel will come back the same, but why am I not sure?" Diah is trying to be patient.
"Marsel will probably admit the child that Mbak Bella was born with, but to return the same Mbak Bella, Marsel will definitely think a thousand times" this time Diah made Bella silenced. For a while, it looked like something had occurred to me.
"I beg Diah, leave Ello for Lita and the child I bear" Bella spoke. But Diah was trying to be patient.
"If I don't want to, what will you do?!" challenge Diah undaunted.
"Now you can have a big head. Although, Lita currently loves you, but. If later He grows up, will choose to leave you, and find me his real mother" Bella has high confidence.
"Regarding Lita. will choose to be close to me, or Mbak Bella, let Lita herself choose Mbak, I think Lita is quite understanding" Diah spoke casually.
"Because I know, if it is not recognized as a child as a mother who gave birth is very painful" Diah immediately remembered Syifa.
"Mad Bella needs to know. Mbak can be here, and can be close to Lita it is not because of Marsel, or Calista. But I persuaded them both to bring Mbak along and get close to Calista." Honest Diah.
"lik! I can be here, because Marsel still loves me" Bella said.
"Ahaha... Mama don't believe it? Whatever it is" Diah laughed because Bella felt she was still loved by Marsel.
"Continue.. regarding the child in Bella's birth now, if indeed my Marsel child does not matter" again Diah does not look weak in front of Bella. Because if Diah gets angry that's what Bella expects.
"Because I know, this kid that Mommy is Marsel got, before marrying me, and not the result of an affair." Diah.
"When Marsel told me before, get this kid in an inappropriate way!"
"You!" Bella raises her hand to throw a punch at Diah's face. However, a heavy hand caught him.
"What are you going to do, Bella?! If you can be here, because Diah persuaded me! So.. keep your attitude!" sergeant Marsel then took Diah away from the place.
Flashback.
"So... You were talking about this at the time?" Marsel lifted the envelope and was nodded by Diah.
"Oh Allah.why don't you talk to me, Diah..." Marsel stuck Diah's head to his shoulder.
"Jeek..." Diah moved away from closing her nose.
"Why you?" Marsel immediately stood up to his wife.
"Don't come any closer.there! far away.."push Diah, move his palms.
"What the hell do I smell?" Marsel sniffed his body left right.
"The smell of cigarettes, I'm not strong" Diah's voice was less clear because her nose was closed.
"Well, I'm smoking a little bit yet a quarter," Marsel held up a cigarette butt showing it to his wife.
"Just keep smelly, shower there! if you don't want to shower, tonight you sleep outside" Diah threatened this time really upset.
Marsel scratching his head, he thought Diah was going to be angry when he saw the test results but just angry because the smell of cigarette smoke is only a little.
"Maaass... cepaaat... bathiii!" exclaim Diah from the room.
"Yes, yes, I took a shower" Marsel immediately went into the bathroom.
"Ceramas.. toothbrush, don't smell a cigarette!" diah's voice rang out behind the bathroom door.
"Yes.." said Marsel.
"Rasain, it's delicious, pretentious anyway.wear smoking all" Diah spoke to himself. She smiled happily at her husband.
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