
"Dion, where are you?" ask Mr. Wira.
"From outside for a minute, Pa." With an annoyed face Dion tried to win his own heart.
"Is that news true?" ask Mr. Wira.
During the incident with Mrs Nathalie, Mr. Wira was going to the bathroom. Until he doesn't know what's really going on. Mr. Wira only learned of the matter of Dion and Mrs Nathalie, when Mr. Ferdinan apologized for his wife's attitude towards Dion.
"Already Pa. I'm not in the mood to talk about that. I'm not the one who's wrong. He started it. So don't blame me" Jswab Dion.
"But you should know the place too. What else is Lady Nathalie is an old man. You also have Mama at home" said Mr. Wira.
Dion looked at Lord Wira. Her words were exactly the same as what Mia had reminded her of, before leaving for the party.
"But did I wrongly defend my own wife? Then what good would I be to marry if I still let my wife be insulted by others? Isn't it my job as a husband to protect my wife? Including his pride," Dion replied with great annoyance.
The Lord looked at Dion. He did not think that his son's answer had succeeded in making his heart shake. Aye! The same will be done by every husband, maybe Mr. Wira too.
Mr. Wira patted Dion on the shoulder.
"If you want to go home, go home first. Papa can be picked up with a driver," said Mr. Wira.
"I'll go home with Papa later" said Dion.
After that incident, Lord Wira did not leave Dion. He remained with Dion throughout the party until it was over.
"Pa," call Dion on the way.
"Yes" replied Mr. Wira.
"I'm sorry!" said Dion.
"I'm sorry?" ask Mr. Wira.
"I've made you ashamed because of me" replied Dion weakly.
At this time Dion was in a mess, anger and guilt were clashing within him.
"Don't think. You did what you were supposed to do. Always protect your wife. After marriage, your wife is your responsibility." Mr. Wira smiled and patted Dion on the shoulder.
"Bah, thank you." It feels like sneaking between that anger and guilt. Making both flavors slowly step aside, even though they have not gone completely.
"Mass?" call Mia when she sees Dion coming home from the party.
"Mi" said Dion, hugging and kissing Mia.
"I want to rest" said Dion.
Mia nodded and followed Dion who was holding her to enter the room. Dion took off his shirt and left his t-shirt. Sitting very leisurely with his head up on the sofa of his room. Dion tried to get rid of that feeling. Throw away all the bad shadows that happened at the party.
"Mas, what's wrong with you?" ask Mia.
As a woman who had lived for almost three months with Dion, Mia could still see the change in Dion's attitude even though Dion had tried to cover everything up. Dion lowered his head and rubbed his face.
"I'm cape darling," replied Dion quietly.
"If you don't want to tell a story, that's okay. Mia knows that Mas has his own reasons for not telling the same story as Mia" said Mia.
Dion looked at Mia's face. Whatdoes thatmean? Maybe that's the question that's on the guy's head. Yes, of course Mia realized that Dion was covering something up to her. Mia never saw Dion this late. Dion just came home from a party. What caused Dion fatigue? While working alone, Dion can work almost all day. Even Mia had seen Dion working late into the night. Mia never saw Dion this late.
Seeing Dion looking at him full of suspicion, made Mia immediately shift her conversation.
"Is it really cape emang?" ask Mia
"I love you and will always take care of you Mia. I won't let anyone hurt and demean you. Because you are my responsibility" Dion replied.
"Ah, school time must have never gone to class. Aren't you?" ask Mia.
Huh huh? Mia, don't let you make me claim blood with that question of yours. What is Mia's relationship? I'm talking seriously to you. But you even talked about going to class. Patience Dion, no matter what happens, she's your wife.
"Just son, I've always been the class champion. On what basis are you accusing me of that?" ask Dion.
"The mass is unclear. Asked what the answer is? Like a teacher who talks about Mathematics, and answers PKN material. Question where, answer where. Not connecting mas," replied Mia while pouting.
"Haha, Miaaa, Miaaa" said Dion, laughing loudly and hugging the adorable wife. "You've got a lot to learn, let's learn a heavyweight lesson." Dion continued his words without letting go of the hug.
"Ah, mom. Do not tease Mia dong," said Mia annoyed.
Thank you for being the Dion Mia knew. Mia loves the same Mas. Happy always with.
Apparently Dion was wrong to think Mia did not understand the answer. Because of Mia, just trying to distract Dion. With the answer Dion gave, Mia knew very well that Dion had already clashed with Madame Nathalie.
From the word hurt and demean, Mia already knew clearly what the cause of Dion's change of attitude. Mia just didn't want to make Dion drag on with her attitude. Unlike Dion who is not used to it, Mia has begun to be able to more casually face Madam Nathalie.
Mas, next time Mia teaches a trick that can make Madame Nathalie upset huh! We must unite to defeat anyone who will disturb our household. Not just Mrs Nathalie, but anyone.
Still in the same house, but in a different room. Discussions about the same are ongoing. In contrast to Mia who managed to dampen Dion's emotions and had regained her composure, Lady Helen was actually making Mr. Wira more upset.
"Why just shut up? Why was Dion left alone? Mama should come. If there's a mama, I won't let her go home safely. Mama will take him, mama guyur use vegetable sauce, mama throw away his shoes. Let her go home like crazy" said Miss Helen.
Mr. Wira shook his head and patted his forehead.
I think I misstep. Doraemon, ask to go back an hour before. I'm gonna take my word out. I don't want to tell you about any of this. It's getting dizzy, stress me out. Maaaaa, stoop Maaaa. That's enough yes!
"Yes, it's Ma, it's all gone. Mama don't be angry dong. Papa will be more dizzy," replied Mr. Wira.
"Don't mistake mama, salahin tuh si wewe gombel. If he's not looking for trouble, Mama won't be angry like this. Make your emotions go up," said Mrs Helen.
"Yes already, sleeping yu! Let Papa be more calm and happy," said Mr. Wira trying to divert the conversation.
"can't. Mama should know Mia's situation. Mama is sure Mia must be crying again, because sad with the humiliation of the sombel wewe," said Miss Helen with annoyance.
"Ma, no. Let Dion calm Mia down. We must not interfere too much!" said Mr. Wira pulled his wife's hand.
"Papa freelin" said Mrs Helen.
Mr. Wira hunts down Mrs Helen and pulls off her wife's shirt.
"Why do you want to do anything?" ask Mrs Helen.
"You take off Mama's clothes. It was my mother who asked" said Mr. Wira.
"Ish, take off papa's hand not your mama's shirt." Madam Helen pouted.
"Oh, I thought I'd let go of another one. Mama is unclear. But tonight can papa freelance?" god Mr. Wira.
"Depending on the mood" replied Mrs Helen.
"If this loving father changes his mood?" tanya Mr. Wira showed me a heart-shaped red box.
Lady Helen's eyes widened when she saw a diamond ring in the hand of Lord Wira.
"Make Mama?" lady Helen asked as she took the red box from her husband's hand.
"Yes dong. Time for neighbors" replied Mr. Wira.
"It's still more beautiful Mama really," said Mr. Wira.
"Aaaah Papa makes Mama touched," said Miss Helen shyly.
"So how? Still badmood or goodmood?" ask Mr. Wira.
"Goodmood dong" replied Lady Helen with a smile.
"Next night can be off?" god Mr. Wira.
"Heem," replied Madam Helen while nodding, while her eyes were still focused on the diamond ring that had already been fixed on her finger.
Emang rekeji Papa soh. Though yesterday bought the ring because it was not good just my friend who just opened a diamond business. Uh, it's very useful. Thanks to that, I can do this and so. Haha
At dinner, Mia feels a lack of appetite. He only ate a few spoons. Dion who noticed Mia's attitude immediately asked the cause.
"I'm not good enough to eat rice anymore" replied Mia.
"Mia, the cravings are common. Or do you eat what you want your appetite to be good again?" ask Mrs Helen.
Mia shakes. "This is it" replied Mia.
Oh God. Rujak's? I forgot that Mia had ordered rujak.
Dion took the phone out of his pants pocket. Look at the clock on the phone screen. It's seven o'clock at night.
Where do you find yourself at this hour? Your mia is very good, even you are not angry even though I forgot your order. I promise I'll bring you a rhyme tonight.
"Mi, finish eating I'll go outside first!" said Dion.
"Where are you going?" ask Mrs Helen.
How did my mom respond? Mia is more relaxed. But good, so Mia won't be suspicious.
"Tadi Reza, my friend called Mi. He said he wasn't feeling well. Let's see his condition first. It's not long, '" replied Dion. "Can't you Mi?" continued Dion.
Mia nodded. "Cheal fast for Reza ya!" said Mia.
Dion nodded.
"Let's eat your meat, pity our baby. He must be hungry" said Dion, rubbing Mia's stomach.
Mia looked at her stomach. Yes, he realized that there was new life in his stomach. It would be unfair if he were to be selfish with himself. Although it feels tasteless, but Mia continues to feed the rice on her plate.
Slowly but surely, the rice finally ran out. Dion escorts Mia to rest in her room, then permission to leave the house with Mia. Not alone, this time Dion out the driver. His body was so tired that he refused to drive. What else Dion himself does not know where the direction of the journey. Because he will just go and keep going to look for a rickshawman. Although he himself was pessimistic about whether to find a rancher or not, at a time already tonight.
"Where else are you going, sir?" ask driver.
It's been thirty minutes of travel but they still haven't found a rickshawman.
"I don't know. The important thing is that you look for a rancher" replied Dion.
"Sorry, Sir. It seems that if it has been this night it is very rare for a craftsman who is still selling. Why not make it yourself, sir? Maybe the Madam will also be more happy if the Master who made her speech," said the driver.
Huh huh? Why not think about it from then on? Uh but, I can't make rujak.
"I can't make a sound" said Dion.
"Master can learn from the cook at home. The dish can also be cleaner and healthier if made at home," said the driver.
Ah right. I would look really struggling if I made rujak myself. Mia must have said Makasiiih mas, while kissing me. Ah, this is a steady driver for his idea.
"To the supermarket, I'd like to find some ingredients." Pinta Dion.
"Ready sir," pick up the driver.
After arriving, Dion stood pecking and stared at the shelves of fruits that looked very fresh.
Fruit used for rujak, what fruit is it? Ask google. Is it only Mia who can learn on Google? Now it's my turn.
After getting an answer, Dion chose some fresh fruits. After Dion returned to his home. Not directly to the room, Dion just went straight to the kitchen. Meet the kitchen man. With instructions from the kitchen man, Dion gave himself the spice. This is the first time in Dion's life. It may be very tormented because the job is harder than completing ten financial statements.
For the sake of his love for Mia, Dion did everything despite his pains. Seeing how he looked, Dion chirped. The results he did were not in line with his expectations.
"Want me to finish, sir? You just wait in the room, I'll take you to the room." The kitchen man saw a disappointed look on Dion's face.
"no need. Let me do it alone" said Dion.
Dion again struggled with the stitches. Fixing his homemade rujak, to make it more delicious to see. Finally the rujak is done. It's not the same as what he bought. But this is his hard work. Dion was sure that Mia would be very happy when she received it.
Dion brought his own rujak. With a body that was quite tired, Dion had to be disappointed when he saw Mia was asleep.
"Mia?" said Dion quietly.
Dion approached and kept the monk on the table. He approached his wife and looked at her. Mia seems to be asleep. Then his gaze turned to the voice that was on the table.
Is this the reply because I forgot Mia's order? I tried to get to myself. Uh, Mia's sleeping. They want to be built too pity. But rujaknya?
Dion looked back at his soul. Her shadow can kiss and see Mia's happy face is now aground already. His gaze was precisely centered on Mia's chest.
Mia you if you want to sleep first why should wear such clothes anyway? You sleep, I can't sleep if this is the case. The adek even woke this up. How's dong? Adoooh, do you have to fight yourself?
Dion closed his eyes to calm his heart.
No Dion! You already have Mia. Don't let your dick lose carelessly. Only Mia can defeat the enemy in battle.
Dion ignores Rujak and sleeps next to Mia. But alas, Mia's sighing made Dion even more challenged. Especially the clothes Mia was wearing. Ah, Dion got up and ruffled his coarse hair.
"Fighter, no, fighter, no, fighter. He said ask for combat. But pity Mia. She's so good. If disturbed later the baby is also disturbed. Ah, fight alone," said Dion.
Dion got out of his bed and immediately went into the bathroom. His hand stared at the still-wrapped navel. His heart still doubts. Shall? But he made the decision. The answer is yes. Immediately Dion prepared for this single battle. A battle he had not fought for a long time.
sorry about Mi. I know it's your job, but I don't seem to be strong. I promise this time, not again.
Just a few seconds into his hand touching his heirloom, Dion's eyeballs opened perfectly.
Whatisthis? Ah, it's hot. Did I forget to wash my hands?
Dion immediately washed his hands and his grave objects many times. He only realized that after making spices, his hands were not washed with soap. Even though Dion was a very clean person, but so excited he forgot that his hands had been struggling with chili.
Miaaaa, I'm sorry. I promise I won't interfere with your rights. But also intention. Uh, paid in cash for his sentence. Ahh, hot.
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