
There was a sense of disappointment in Syifa's heart, because he expected a hot game, but he did not want to reveal it, because he was embarrassed.
"Why did it go with women? And Om a man?" ask soft Syifa.
Syerkhan smiled and, gently peeling Syifa's forehead over and over, so that the girl would be angry with him. However, the wife is not angry, even more like it.
"Let's do it again, why stop?" syifa asked in a very challenging manner to Syerkhan.
In order for them to do a hot game inside my catfish which is quite cold and, deliciously. However, Syerkhan was not at all lured by him this time, for some reason Syifa pin did not know.
"You're here, yeah, I'd like to go out for a minute to buy Micella's gear, 'cause she's in school tomorrow and, you know?" syerkhan said and Syifa shook her head.
"Dilon, in no way pay attention to what the needs of his children in school. Micella has no colored pencils. Though the papa is a conglomerate," added Syerkhan.
Syifa smiled, because the husband was watching Micella very much. The little girl already had it all. However, it is not always carried by him.
"She's got it all, because Syifa keeps her school bag in her room" Syifa said softly.
"Then, that bag in our room?" syerkhan asked as he pointed at Micella's bag.
Syifa smiled and, explaining everything to Syerkhan, when it was Micella's bag that was no longer in use, because she had bought a new bag.
"I've misunderstood" said Sherkhan.
The man chuckles, as he thinks Dilon is not good at taking care of children, to the point of not paying attention to Micella's school needs.
One Week later . . .
On this again, Dilon had already come home and taken Micella from Syerkhan's house and, the man had also gone out of town. Syifa was forced to stay at home along with the maid, as she could not possibly trouble others.
After all, Syerkhan left just one night tomorrow already back, therefore Syifa did not want to trouble people to take care of him.
"The house is silent when there is no one, only me and the servants here" murmured Syifa lirih.
Syifa busied herself by watering the plants she planted, so as not to feel lonely, even though there were many helpers.
. . .
Syerkhan had just arrived in Banda Aceh and, together with Merlin, went straight to the completed development project, to see how it developed.
"Sherkhan sir, can we have dinner tomorrow night with your son?" asked Merlin softly.
Sherkhan stopped his steps and, he immediately looked at Merlin's face, because the woman wanted to have dinner with her son.
"Can, once we get home, get to dinner with my son. But his wife is pregnant, so I can't be sure if she wants to or not" Syerkhan replied.
Merlin smiled, hearing that Sherkhan already had a son-in-law and, soon, would have a grandchild. As for him, his son was only eight years old and, not living with him.
"Gee, soon you have a grandchild" said Merlin in a tone of seduction.
However, Syerkhan was not at all tempted by his seduction and, again, they continued their journey to the completed housing.
"Well, it's a beautiful house" said Merlin amazed.
However, Merlin accidentally hit a rock and, he fell, because Syerkhan immediately dodged when the woman almost fell.
"Ohhhhh!" shouted Merlin.
The woman was in pain, because she had fallen on some pretty sharp rocks. Even his clothes were torn as a result of being hit by a stone.
"Mom's okay?" asked Sherkhan softly.
"good. But can you help me?" merlin replied gently while enduring the pain.
'It turns out not being young made him melt into me. Though I am very beautiful, youthful as well, Merlin's inner self.
Sherkhan continued their journey back, towards housing that was one hundred percent completed, only to fill the household machete.
"I think that's enough, because we've all seen Mom, we should go straight to the company. After that we go home" said Syerkhan.
"Okay sir, we'll be home soon. Are you looking forward to meeting your son?" answer Merlin with a question.
Syerkhan only nodded his head, as he did not want to talk much to Merlin, who was very itchy in his eyes.
'Ck, you itchy woman!' the Gram of Sherkhan in his heart.
. . .
Dila smiled when she saw the ring given by Dilon, in front of Juwita and Anggi as well as Micella, because the man seriously wanted to disturb Dila.
"Thank you!" yelled Anggi and Micella together.
It made Dila shed tears, because it was very moved when her son and, the prospective child, she wanted to see him accept the proposal of the man she loved so much.
"Darling will you marry me?" asked Dilon while resting in front of Dila.
"Yes!" micella and Anggi shouted loudly.
Because, they both can't wait to see the marriage of his parents, who are very faced.
"Yes," replied Dila gently.
"Horay!" shouting Micella.
The little girl immediately approached Dila and, hugging the woman tightly, as she impatiently wanted to have a mother soon.
Anggi smiled happily, because he could see the mother smiling happily as before her father betrayed her.
'I was happy when I saw Mama happy, because she was half my breath all this time, if she was hurt, then I also felt the same way, ' Anggi's mind was soft.
Dilon put the ring to Dila's ring finger, making all her children cheer up excitedly, because it's so happy they're getting married.
"I love you, O owner of my heart," said Dilon as he kissed Dila's hand.
"Shame to see the children" whispered Dila.
Honestly, she was very embarrassed about Dilon's treatment in front of their children, however, Anggi and Juwita too Micella were not bothered in the least, as they were happy to see the couple getting married.
"Micella is happy, because Mama will soon be Papa's wife" Micella said innocently.
"We're all happy too!" cheers Juwita and Anggi.
In fact, the two of them clapped their hands so that the atmosphere became crowded, revealing the happiness of all of them.
Without them knowing, it turns out Syifa had seen their happiness from behind the window, she did not dare to enter, for fear of scattering the moments of the Dila family.
"I was happy to see them all happy, because I was the one who made them all sad" Syifa muttered as she hurried away from there.
The girl walked while crying, because she felt very guilty for being a destroyer of the household of the future in-laws who are now her husband.
"I am a victim. But, I was also guilty and, I should have been called a plaques," Syifa muttered.
The girl wanted to visit Dila, but she instead saw the happiness of the woman and, she saw go, not wanting to ruin their moments.
SERIATE.