The Third Match.
After So Long Separated Finally Meet.
4 days later, when Lita was sick, during that time, Diah took care of Lita attentively, to recover as usual.
After being let down by her husband, their relationship becomes bland. Even so, Diah tried to carry out his duties as a wife.
Such as preparing clothes, preparing breakfast, and other tasks. However, Diah was more silent, willing to talk when asked by Marsel, but if Marsel was silent, Diah was more silent.
This morning Marsel was leaving for the company. And as usual, before delivering Lita first. While Diah was with them he asked Marsel's permission to see Syifa his biological son with his previous husband.
"Daa... Mama..." Lita waved her hand. He got out of the car and was escorted by Diah to the gate.
"Daaa.. happy learning baby..." Diah observes Lita, and joins her friends in the classroom.
Diah then returned to the car to pick up her phone after sitting next to Marsel.
"What time are you home?" ask Marsel. His wife who was giving news of the Rose if she wanted to meet Syifa.
"I try, before Lita gets home, it has arrived first" replied Diah.
Marsel just nodded. "You are ready, the day after tomorrow we will go to Bali" said Marsel.
"Do you still need Mas, we go to Bali? if only to get to know each other at home is also a lot of time" answered Diah is indeed true.
"I'm serious, tickets have been bought" Marsel had planned this in advance, if Diah cancel again as before. Marsel's goal to get Diah to speak from heart to heart failed again.
"Okay... I follow Mau Mas, but if the incident like in the restaurant yesterday happened again, I will not forgive" Diah is still traumatized by yesterday's incident.
"Just yesterday, I'm sorry honey. At that time, there was a client who invited me to meet at the hotel, because we were talking about business at length, until I forgot the time" marsel said at length.
"Well, hopefully, can be trusted" concluded Diah. Because they had arrived in front of the Rose house.
Marsel could only take a deep breath.
"Later let Mamang pick up, yes" said Marsel when Diah kissed the back of Marsel's hand about to go down.
"No need, because I want to all stop by the Father's house" Diah refused it is true.
"Be careful." Diah's message to Marsel. Marsel gave a thumbs up while smiling.
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"Assynoltom..." He knocked on the door of the Rose house.
"Waalaikumsalam.." baby sitter opens the door while holding Syifa.
"Eh Ma'am Diah," said the baby sitter.
"Yes, Sus, where are you going? how lonely." Diah circulated her gaze.
"Obias Ma'am, Non Roses at the minimarket, Mr. Adit to the workshop, Bhanu to the school, Simbok to the market" explained baby sitter.
"Mam mam" Syifa waved her hand in Diah's car.
"Download... baby..." Diah sparkled, it was very happy for her son to ask in a cradle. Syifa stuck in Diah's chest peacefully in her biological mom's arms.
"Mama's got a doll right now, Mama take it" Diah reached into the bag and grabbed a small doll, giving it to Syifa.
"Atih" Syifa said thanks. However, her words were still unclear, making Diah even more anxious.
"Sama-sama." Diah's voice resembles that of a child's cash.
"Mr Diah, what do you want to drink?" ask the baby sitter.
"No need to bother Sus, later if I want to drink take it yourself, just calm down." Diah turned to the baby sitter at a glance then returned to focus on Syifa.
"Sus, I want to take Syifa to see Father, you come with me"
"Oh yes Ma'am Diah, come" Diah held Syifa, they headed to the house of Mr. Renggono. On the way, Diah asked Syifa to speak.
"Father." said Diah, when he reached the residence of Mr. Renggono. Mr. Renggono is arranging vegetables.
"Diah... You came alone, son?" asked Mr. Renggono to look at his son there was no Marsel beside him.
"Father should not be too tired, remember loh, the disease you like to relapse" Diah looked worried. Actually, Mr. Renggono has enough Adit everything, but the name of the parents sometimes likes not to be idle.
"No Nak, now you do not buy vegetables to the market kok, you are sent from farmers directly" said Mr. Renggono.
"Well, where are you, sir?" Diah didn't see Miss Reny helping her dad.
"Obviously, your mom, ma'am, is the most cuddly"
"Oh Allah.no kapok what mother yes, have been told not to play the cuddle" grumbled Diah. Worth it, her mother yesterday insisted on being sent money, apparently for arisan. Diah bobbing head.
The father and son talked at length.
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In one simple house, it looks like a small family is preparing to carry out their respective duties.
"Git, before going to the counter, I want to see Syifa first, yes" said Alfred he was on a motorcycle to take Freddy to school, as well as leave for the counter.
"Yes Al" replied Gita who was holding a school bag on her son's shoulder.
"Done.study diligently, okay" Gita kissed her son's cheek.
"Daa... Mommy.." - Mommy..." The first grade SD boy waved his hand, already sitting on the motorbike.
"Daaa.. dear..."
"I'm leaving ya Git"
"Yes, be careful on the road, Daddy..." Gita kissed Alfred's back. Gita looked at her son and husband until the motorbike Alfred was driving away.
Gita then went into the house, if first everything ART that works, now he cleaned his own house. He smiled as the baby was moving fast, occasionally holding the stomach because he was pregnant.
Flashback.
"Git, I beg you.we move from here yes" said Alfred from his counter business, he can already install BTN and motorbike.
Mobile phone business, at this time is very promising, of all circles certainly need the object.
"Yes, of course, I will go wherever you go Al, provided that you will not repeat the mistake again, not cheat again" said Gita.
"I promise Git, but you also have to promise, don't rely on your Father and Mother anymore, we'll start over, live in simplicity, no ART, no baby sitter, no baby sitter, that's what your father sent you." said Alfred.
"Unless I can pay ART's salary later, I'll look for it instead."
"Sure, right now I can't afford you the luxury your father gave you, but if it's just for our daily needs, I'll try" Alfred said.
"Al, I will support your efforts, appreciate your efforts" Gita clasped Alfred's hand, grateful that her husband has now changed.
From then on they move into Alfred's own hard-earned home, never enjoying the facilities provided by Gita's parents. As a man Alfred had self-respect.
Flashback.
Sure enough, Alfred's motorbike arrived in front of the Rose house. He got off the motorcycle taking off the helmet and then stuck it in the rearview mirror.
He was excited while carrying fruits for Syifa, already impatient to meet his daughter.
Along with that Diah appeared from the house next door.
The ex-husband and wife are facing each other, since they divorced only this time they met.
"Alfred?"
"Diah?"
Greet them simultaneously.
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