The Third Match.
Secret Marsel.
"Diah.." said Alfred as he stepped into the courtyard of the Rose house, meeting his ex-wife.
"Alfredo?" Diah was shocked and then stayed in place.
The two look at each other. Alfred who used to shackle his hair always in pigtails, now has trimmed undercut models.
While Diah, who used to dress if always lacking in materials, has now changed the look, to become a religious woman.
"You want to see Syifa?" ask Diah. He still hugged Syifa in a sling.
"Betul Diah, can I carry it for a moment?" ask Alfred.
"Of course" Diah handed Syifa.
Alfred then took over carrying Syifa, from Diah's hand, after giving the fruit he had brought to the baby sitter.
"You didn't take your wife?" ask Diah.
"No. I all want to work because, after all, Gita is now seven months pregnant, she is lazy everywhere, he said" said Alfred look happy.
"Alhamdulillah... Fred, may your wife be healthy, and smooth at the time of giving birth later," Diah prayed sincerely.
"Aamiin..." Alfred scooped his face with his right hand, while his left hand held Syifa.
"Oh yes Diah, actually Gita had wanted to meet you for a long time, wanted to apologize, but not yet sameness" continued Alfred.
"Why apologize Fred, I'm wrong." There's no grudge for Diah, even though Gita used to run over and curse him, no, after all Gita just wants her household intact there is no third person, if Diah in the position of Gita will definitely do the same.
"I went in first Fred" Diah went inside after Alfred answered. She certainly did not want to talk to her ex-husband for long worried about being slandered.
"Please come in, sir" said the baby sitter.
"No Sus, I'm here, I'm just here for a moment" replied Alfred, then sat on the terrace chair of the Rose house. Alfred was better to sit outside, which is important the taste of kangeinya with his daughter was cured.
"Waahh.. Daddy's son..." Alfred patted his daughter's butt.
"Addy" one word from Syifa with her slurred language then bared her newly grown front teeth. The tiny hand touched her daddy's face.
"Ciluk. baaa.." Alfred's one hand covered his face and then reopened it.
"Klak.klak.klak.klak.." Syifa's laughter seemed tight. Diah peeked out of the window. The interaction between the child and the father turned out to be quite familiar. Diah concluded that Alfred often visited his son.
Diah was grateful that Syifa had a lot of people who loved her. "May you grow up to be a good person, son, unlike Mama" he murmured.
"Daddy come home first.. tomorrow, God willing come here again yes" he said.
"Addy.. huaaa.." apparently Syifa cried when Alfred handed her over to the baby sitter.
"Same Mama yuk" Diah immediately approached, took over Syifa and then took her inside.
After his kangeinya treated, Alfred again run his motor to the counter.
Although Diah. He immediately ordered a taxi after Syifa bobo, this time he wanted to stop by the papi house, while Marsel allowed to leave the house.
Diah will divide the time as much as possible to come to loved ones.
A taxi broke the road a few minutes later. "Bang, I'm down here" Diah said.
"But, your destination, is not here Ma'am" said the driver was surprised, because Diah's destination when ordering a taxi to another address.
"It's okay Bang" Diah got off the taxi after paying for services. He undoes his intention to come to the house of papi, because the distance is a bit far. Diah decided to come to the rice warehouse because she happened to pass in front of him.
Looks like truckloads of rice dropped off several tons of freshly delivered rice by the collectors.
In another section, employees were loading rice into pick-up cars, and would distribute it to agencies.
Diah went into the barn, walked among the piles of rice.
"Good day Non" said the employees nodded politely as his boss' daughter came to the place.
"Good morning..." Diah smiled kindly to the employees as she walked towards the office of Mr. Efendi.
Tok tok tok tok
"Come in" a man's voice.
"You're here alone, son?" papi questions are the same as Renggono questions.
"Yes Pi, Papi is healthy" Diah salim hands, then nods his head to his papi assistant who is staring at him.
"Alhamdulillah..When do you want to invite your husband to visit home? Your mother is waiting for you" said papi. Then sit next to his daughter.
"I'll talk to Marsel Pi later" Diah replied.
The father and child also talked at length after the kangeya taste was cured, Diah then said back home.
"Let's drive ya" papi suggested.
"No need Pi, I just take a taxi" Diah replied because he wanted to go straight to school.
******
In the company Marsel looked restless, he worked not concentrated, he thought everywhere.
Because a woman is constantly contacting, even though she has not ignored.
"Hallo!" marsel had to lift it.
(....)
"All right"
Tut's. Marsel disconnects.
He then turned off the computer squeezing his hair. Marsel then contacted Aldo, in order to replace the meeting with today's client.
He leaned back in the rocking chair, closed his eyes, kneaded his painful temple.
Flashback.
At the restaurant after Marsel received a call from a woman. The woman asked him to come to one of the hotels, because she thought there was something important to talk about.
Of course Marsel refused, because he did not want to ruin the moment, his friendship with his son and wife. However, the woman forces him and threatens Marsel. If she doesn't come, she'll come to Marsel's house.
"Mang, please take me to the hotel xxx yes" Marsel came to mamang in the parking lot.
"Okay sir" without asking again, mamang immediately followed Marsel's orders to the hotel.
Arriving at the hotel Marsel came to room 008. As sent by the woman in the WA app.
Tok to tok.
Checklots.
"Look Ello" said a tall woman, beautiful face sparkling, and smooth natural like glass skin. Unravel smile.
The hair of the shoulder curl, must be alluring to the adam who looked at him.
With the appearance of a short-sleeved knee-length dres, although the stomach is slightly protruding, does not reduce its beauty.
"For what! you invited me, here?!" cynical Marsel.
"Eat him. Enter first El, there's something I want to talk about" the woman grabbed Marsel's hand. Both of them were still standing inside the door and outside the door.
"No! just say it here, I don't have time! understand?!" Marsel looked angry and then took off the woman's hand.
"Ello.. please.." the woman pleaded.
"Good! if there's nothing you're going to say, I'd better go home, my son and wife are waiting!" Marsel turned back to leave.
"Wait for Ello, all right, if you don't want to go in, let's go to the lobby, just give me 15 minutes to talk" she said.
Marsel eventually relented them down to the lobby.
Flashback.
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