WEDDING THORN

PUNCTURED PEBBLE

“Ti-no, Dik. Mas just wanted to take Dira, go home and was talking to you. So it's not nice to interrupt,” Arkan said with a breath that goes up and down.

Asna sighed. He felt that was not the case, but something was hidden and did not match what was said.

“Come, we go home.” Arkan had already shifted his steps and grasped Dira's arm before Asna.

“Mas, go first, Dik!”

Asna nodded, there was nothing wrong with her attitude. He allows Arkan to go with Dira. But Arkan's attitude changed, when Asna kissed his hand, or Arkan stretched out his hand, or he forgot. Ah it hurts so much!!

“Mba, saying goodbye first, yes. Titip greetings with Imel, in shea Allah later Dira play here again,” said Dira friendly. He did not want to be hostile let alone distinguish the same status.

However, joining forces in front of Mba Asna was a big problem for him. Really, Dira felt bad for him.

While Asna, felt pricked thorns in his household from the request, or just a disaster that he made. His mind refocused, hoping the universe would forgive his vacillating attitude changed.

'Yes, Rabb, set my heart only for worship. I know it's hard to share a husband, but I don't have a choice. This is all the way that has been set.' lirih Asna satin, as if not want to see behind his body that is a little limp, stiff. Which maybe at that time Dira turned to Asna mba. But Mba Asna focused straight invisible first, wanted to talk to Arkan but he could not.

After leaving the house, Arkan enters his car with Dira. Then, proceed it according to the main purpose.

“We'll be moving soon, Dik!” arkan said a little coldly.

Dira did not answer. He focused on looking at the road filled with riders passing in front of him. He could not refuse because obeying the husband was part of the reward. Isn't that how it is?

That is what Dira is running to be a godly wife. The wife who is desired by the husband without losing her identity.

Not to be like Mba Asna either. Dira will still be Dira, she just tries to give the best for her own husband.

Problems like not to let Arkan judge, the important thing is that his intentions and heart are sincere according to his current status.

“What Mother already knows?” There are no pleasantries and Dira's thoughts are only about the mother, because Arkan knows, if the mother needs his help and can not live alone.

“Already. Earlier this morning I asked my mother for permission to find a new place to live. Your house is not worth it anyway.”

Arkan understood and understood what was his duty. He saw the condition of Dira's fragile house was also dusty. Not to mention if the rainy season, there must be a lot of leaking roofs.

Actually it could have been done, but Arkan did not want to add injuries, so let Dira look for his happiness.

Evil indeed and it turns out that Dira managed to escape, until he became a designer who collaborated in Asna's boutique. He knows very well, the article Asna boutique is quite famous so it is not just anyone who can work there.

“What Brother will let Mom stay alone at home?” Dira again asked, perhaps Arkan is quite selfish about this.

“Now, Dik. Brother will bring you also Mother to live in a new home. You know your mother's condition.” Arkan turned to look at Dira who looked so sad.

He still has a heart and a feeling, which wherever he is born of a woman, may abandon his mother-in-law for granted.

Arkan also did not forbid Dira to keep taking care of his mother, because that is the devotion of a child to the mother. While still healthy and capable, do not waste the opportunity.

"Thank you Arkan." said Dira smiling back, but Arkan just kept quiet.

While Asna tidied up Imel's toys that were still scattered on the terrace. He wanted to bring her in so that Imel would not look for her.

“Loh, Bun, ko dibresin, Abi same Mother Dira where?” Imel looked around not seeing the two people he was looking for.

Asna rose up half-bending in order to align with Imel. Then his hand was on his shoulder for Imel to feel calm.

“Abi same Mommy has gone home, son. They greet you because Abi hastily.”

Imel's face looked disappointed, immediately lowered his head and not a word was issued after Asna told him.

“Hey, don't be sad dong Mother's child. Abi same Bunda Dira only briefly, later if it is finished ‘kan play here again,” said Asna gave a little understanding.

"The evil one, since there was Dira's mother, did not pay the same attention to Imel." he immediately ran away.

While Asna was silent, she pursued her sulking daughter. Perhaps there will be something like this or more in the future, which may still be a lot of Asna passed in having honey, only for the successor to the happiness of offspring for her husband.

"Imel, wait for Mother son!" asna shouted, but her eyes were fixed on a door, when the bell rang.

TBC.