The Third Match.

I'm Fooled Again.

"Just look at you Diah, you lowly, shameless woman! dare to date the boss!" muttered Siska the beautiful secretary Marsel was furious, seeing Diah who was held by Marsel out into the parking lot.

"Why do you Sis, speak for yourself, lest you?" asked a man patting Siska's shoulder from behind.

"Aldo?! ngaggetin know?!" ketus Siska then moved away from Aldo. "Just kid! gw said less sane" grumbled.

"Even so, you're talking to yourself, eh, you've had lunch yet? we're going to Resto yuk"

"Relieve it!" ketus Siska's. Siska then went back up litf followed by Aldo.

"Ngapain the hell Do! you're not following me?!" sumpul Siska, in the litf they are only two.

"You're how? the room is next to Sis, yes obviously, I want to go to my own room" Aldo replied it is true.

"I just want to let you Sis, you better stop approaching Mr. Marsel, he's married again" Aldo looked at Siska who stood one hand pressing the elevator behind him. Hearing Aldo's words, Siska looked back.

"Married?" Siska was shocked to look at Aldo's face closer. Aldo nodded.

Aldo is Marsel's personal assistant, of course Aldo knows if Marsel is married to Diah.

"Don't tell me, Marsel married that lowly woman!" ketus Siska's.

"You don't like to judge others by their social status, Sis" Aldo reminded. Siska is beautiful but sometimes when talking is not thought of first.

"Stuck!" sulcan Siska's. They then go into each other's cubicles. Back to work.

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While the excitement in the car, Lita seemed to ask this, sometimes Diah was confused to answer.

"Ciiitttt.." The car that was driven by the mamang braked suddenly.

Jeduk" Lita's head hit the seat. While Diah whose position on the edge hit the glass.

"Astagfirlullah. Careful Mang" said Diah.

"What's the Mang?" ask Marsel.

"There's a cat passing by Mr" it's true that mamang avoids cats that are running to the edge.

"Are you okay, baby?" Marsel immediately looked at Lita's face.

"It's okay Pa, the seat is soft" said Lita.

"Well see your face?" Marsel held Diah's shoulder. Diah immediately turned his head, looking at Marsel who was also staring at his face.

"Cups"

"Don..."

Marsel steals Diah's lips, looking as if Diah blushes in shame. Marsel chuckles.

Mamang who saw from the rearview mirror smiled to himself.

Cars up to the restaurant destination nuances of nature evoke a happy feeling for Diah. Diah remembers her childhood, her lips smiling.

"You happy?" Marsel wrapped his hands around Diah's waist.

"Yes, I haven't been out for a long time" Diah replied. After her divorce from Alfred, Diah never ate in a restaurant again. Stabbed at Warteg.

Although Papi often takes her away with his family, I don't know Diah is still a bit awkward with his new family.

"What message do you want?" marsel asked, after they looked for a comfortable place.

"Lita wants Shrimp to burn Pa honey" said Lita.

"I want the Gurami Fish to burn honey" Diah chimed.

"Okay..." Marsel wrote an order for three.

"Mama.. I want to pee" Lita wiggled her ass apparently.

"Just like Papa" Marsel leads Lita to the toilet.

He looked at them until they disappeared.

Deeerr...

It turned out that the shakes came from the pocket of Marsel's suit, which was draped on the chair. Diah initially let it go. But hp Marsel continues to sound.

Diah sees who's on the phone, doesn't mean to pick it up. Diah's eyes widened, when the name listed is written love.

Diah quickly returned hp. Love, who else is this? mummy Diah. Food orders came.

"Thank you.." said Diah to the waitress. Looking ahead, Marsel and Lita were approaching. He looked ordinary, as if he had not seen anything.

"Yey.. The food has come..." Lita apparently was hungry to see the menu of her favorite honey shrimp, could not stand the need to eat immediately.

"Old kok?" ask Diah to Lita.

"Yes Ma, stand in line." he said.

"Are you hungry?" Diah chuckled at Lita's wailing lips.

"Yes Ma, I was not eaten" Lita said.

"Why is that? next time.. if brought provisions do not forget to eat yes"

"Yes Ma"

Deeerrt..

Marsel's phone shook again, he opened it. Diah watched her husband. It must have been the phone that says the name love, earlier.

"Papa pick up the phone first yes," said Marsel.

"Let's just pick up the phone Mas, see what, Lita's hungry" Diah warned.

"Shortly" said Marsel then away from his son and wife.

"Aahhhhhhhhhh... Papa here! njelin!" sulk Lita. Hownot? the stomach was rumbling, but had to delay again.

"Sebaikan... Lita eat first, let Papa be with Mama" Diah suggested.

"No courtesy Ma, meal time first" Lita pouted.

"If so... Lita has to be patient, while waiting for Papa, we go fishing, yuk" Diah comforted her.

"Good idea Ma, come on" Lita was excited.

They left food not far from the place, then hooked. The restaurant was surrounded by fishing and looked crowded. The average who comes to the place is a family of fish lovers, and seafood.

5 Minutes, 10 minutes, one hour, up to three in the afternoon. Marsel hasn't come yet.

Diah wasn't tired of the phone. "The phone you're on is being diverted." that's how the operator replied. At first Diah was still positive thinking. But long after patience.

Diah was really angry, just last night, she was flattered by Marsel's persuasion. In suguhi the sweetness of honey and then gulp it.

But now having to swallow a bitter pill, because Marsel had the heart to leave himself, and his son for three hours did not give any news.

Diah tried not to show her misery in front of Lita. Diah notices Lita who is still trying to get fish while occasionally yawning. Naturally, because every day, Lita always naps.

"Ma... Papa lama.. hiks hyks" Lita upset fishing not also get fish, tired, sleepy, hungry into one.

"Eat him, Lita ate first okay..." Diah tried to persuade him.

Don't wanna... Lita just wants to go home! hu huuu.." Lita's cries began to tighten.

"Yes already.. smart child. can not cry, we meet Mamang, we continue to go home yuk" Diah held Lita, turned to the dishes are still intact and then went to the parking lot.

He was upset, angry, hated, disappointed to be one. This is how it turns out the nature of Marsel, just like his own child, what else is only with him.

With a limp step for holding Lita. He headed where the car was parked. However, again Diah was disappointed, because the driver's mamang was not in place.

"Honey... for a moment yes, Mama ordered a taxi first" Diah rubbed Lita's back in a sling, then lowered Lita who was already very sleepy. Diah typed the app not long after, a taxi came along.

"Let's go baby" Diah held Lita back, got into the taxi.

"Now bobo ya" Diah put Lita in her lap. Just a few minutes Lita slept.

Diah spilled all the tightness in her chest by shedding tears, at least it would make her relieved. No matter what the taxi driver is.

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