The Third Match.

Even though Salty Remains Delicious.

At nine o'clock in the evening Marsel had to withstand the cold, he flushed his tub under the shower rubbing it with soap and shampoo.

Finish bathing Marsel standing in front of the mirror took a shaver clenched lips then shaved his beard that was a bit long.

"Here's what you want Yank" Marsel spoke for himself. After the performance was ok, he immediately came out of the bathroom.

He rolled his eyes, catching Diah sitting on the sofa in the room typing something. Marsel smiled as the road approached wanting to immediately show off his already neat-looking jaw.

"Seriously very? Who's chat again?" Marsel sat next to him, but did not wear clothes.

"This is Mas, there's a message from Lita's school. Asking why Lita didn't go to school, "Diah answered but kept typing not paying attention to Marsel.

"What did you answer? ask Marsel then take the t-shirt that has been prepared by Diah. Although the shirt is long but still worth to wear.

"Here I go, I say there's family business" Diah looked for a good reason.

Finished typing, Diah put the phone and then looked up to look at her husband. Diah was surprised every time her husband shaved her bewok her face turned younger, and more handsome.

"Rather than look here" Marsel lifted his wife's body. Diah smiled and put her arms to her husband's nape.

Marsel put his wife's body in bed. Then Marsel also broke down. They sleep facing each other. Diah immediately rubbed the jaw of her husband who she had been dreaming of this week. When did you shave?" Diah's forehead is wrinkled.

"So in the bathroom. Take a cold shower at night, Yank, you have heart! It's 10 p.m." Marsel protested.

"Lately, I don't really smell Mas's cigarettes" Diah actually pity also told Marsel to take a night-time shower.

"Yes, I know. Sorry" Marsel grabbed Diah's body feeling guilty. He realized his wife was pregnant.

"Mas... tomorrow, we go home yes, next to Lita must be school, I also miss the family in Jakarta" said Diah still at home sucked his face in Marsel's chest. Now it has become an opium for him.

"Yes, but before we go home, we go to Kanigara's house first, I want to say thank you to him" said Marsel.

"All right" said Diah Short.

"Tomorrow we must return to Jakrta Yank. I want to check out the office there, get permission to Lita's school. Because, the day after we'll see Mon" Marsel twisted Diah's hair.

"We? Then I was taken to Country B, Mas?" Diah was surprised and only nodded by Marsel.

"Yeee.. meet Mom" exclaimed Diah smiling enthusiastically. Marcel just smiled. They talked to various things that did not feel late at night.

If Marsel sleeps soundly, but not with Diah. His mind drifted far away. May he be happy to visit Country B. But there was a hunch in his heart.

Just counting the days, Bella will give birth to Marsel's child. That means the intensity of the meeting between her husband and Bella will be more frequent.

Diah's question is; will Marsel's frozen heart melt in the presence of a baby boy? And their withered love will again flourish? I don't know; only time answers.

A lie! If Diah wasn't jealous.

During her pregnancy, Diah's love for her husband grew stronger.

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Two days later, they were in Jakarta. After asking permission from the school, Diah returned home accompanied by Mang Ade with Marsel.

"Mas, later in the afternoon I go to the office yes, I will cook Mas's favorite, we continue to eat together," Diah excited.

"Ok.. I wait, do not go alone, later let me pick up Mang Ade" said Marsel, then the car passed after Diah agreed.

"Bi, I want to cook chicken pepper for Mas Marsel, don't help ya" apparently Diah really want to make special dishes for her husband does not want any aunt intervention.

"Well Non, the furniture will not be washed, let me" aunt let Diah cook while aunt helped Marni clean up.

While singing small, Diah tootjabu cooking pepper-rica Rooster. An hour later the cooking was cooked. Diah arranged it in a rantang. In addition to her husband Diah also separated for Siska and Ryndi her best friend who had not met for two weeks.

"Are you ready, Nope?" mang Ade had arrived immediately to go inside after being opened the door by Marni.

"Had Mang" Diah just came down the stairs she dressed up for her husband.

"Yes Mar, come on" Mang Ade was excited to feel the opportunity.

"No, no pity Auntie," said Marni. Mang Ade's smile suddenly disappeared. But mang Ade remained professional immediately running the car to snack food.

Arriving at the destination, Diah confidently headed for the elevator. This time Diah was no longer feeling inferior or embarrassed in front of Marsel's subordinates.

After Diah held a press conference at that time the community just a lot of sympathy for Diah. Including the employees of Marsel.

The employees this time nodded respectfully when they met Diah.

"Excuse me Ma'am Siska," Diah said with a smile.

"Oh Ma'am Diah. want to see Mister?" Siska looked at Diah who was carrying two hands.

"Yes, Marsel's inside isn't Ma'am," Diah puts his carry on Siska's table and pulls out the teromol.

"There's Mom, it just so happens that the meeting will be noon," Siska looked at Diah who was busy with the provisions she was carrying.

"Mbak Siska, have you had lunch?" Diah looked at Siska. This time the two looked at each other.

"It's my cooking" Diah put one teromol in front of Siska.

"Thank you Mom, I'll eat with Aldo, later" Siska immediately fix the food. Then Diah walked into Marsel's room slowly, walking so as not to make a sound, intending to surprise.

"Excuse me sir" Diah changed her voice.

"How many times, I said! if you come in, knock on Siska's door,!" cynical Marsel was busy signing piles of files, without looking at who was coming.

"So bad sir" said Diah. Marsel raised his head quickly.

"Diah.." said Marsel slowly, his face stuff ferociously disappeared. He stood up to his wife.

"Here sit" Marsel took over Diah's luggage and took her to sit on the couch.

"Well... Did you cook?" Marsel became hungry when he opened the bushel.

"Will you eat now? But it's only 11" Diah raised Marsel's arm to look at the clock.

"It's okay to eat yuk" Marsel immediately bribed Chicken rica-rica in small pieces. Marsel's first feed stopped chewing.

"Why? Not good, huh?" She was suspicious of her husband's reaction.

"No, it's delicious. You eat too, I'm a bribe." Marsel thrust out a spoon but Diah refused. Maybe because of the influence of hormones, after cooking just feel full.

Marsel finished his meal. While occasionally drinking, I don't know what I feel.

"Mas, I brought this food to Ryndi first yes" Diah asked permission after lunch hour employees arrived.

"Oh yes, don't be long" said Marsel.

"No Mas, Ryndi really rested how many hours?" Diah answered while preparing the teromol for Ryndi.

******

"Waah..this is you who cooked Diah.. now you are great" praised Ryndi, as far as Ryndi Diah can not cook the most eggs just scorched.

"Have eaten first" said Diah. Ryndi ngoceh.

"Okay... Ma'am, Boss," Ryndi immediately ate the food and puffed his cheeks to stain the food, with widened eyes.

"Why isn't Ryn good?" Diah became suspicious, was her husband when eating the first feed of his reaction is suspicious even though afterwards seemed to enjoy the cuisine.

"Diah, you were not saying, Mr. Marsel has eaten your cooking, keep your husband commenting what?" asked Ryndi astonished, because Diah cuisine feels very spicy maybe 1ons cayenne pepper pounded all. Salty, maybe a packet of salt worth two thousand poured all.

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