The Undone Story
The Nature of Dika

...CHAPTERS 14...

...Nature of Dika...

At seven o'clock in the evening, Dika rushed home after calling Vira, in his office, a little prank asking news of his wife who was doing what. It turned out that Vira was on her way home after attending a birthday party at the mall, which she said all shopping for kitchen needs.

Dika is only worried if Irfan will first come to their apartment and complained about his cooperation with Sindy this afternoon. Since then, he has not been able to meet Irfan.

After parking his car in the basement, Dika got into the elevator at a fast pace. His smile turned upside down when he saw Vira was standing in front of the apartment door while holding the access card to open the door.

"Darling you've come home?" dika asked as she wrapped her hands around Vira's waist beside her. Vira gasped in surprise, looking at Dika.

"Eh, Mum! you're home too?!" he nodded, astonished.

"Yes dear... Today Mas deliberately went home quickly." he said smiling nervously, then he helped Vira bring a shopping cart to fill their refrigerator and also a bag of food parcels from customers who celebrated her birthday this afternoon, they then went in together.

Dika already knows his wife's work. After marrying Dika, Vira is no longer working in a cake shop. Because it is not allowed Diana or Dika himself. But Vira also did not want to keep silent at home that made him saturated without other activities, until he took the initiative to open a birthday cake order and wedding that he did alone in their apartment. Dika does not prohibit as long as Vira is not too tired.

"How, how many days did you get?" ask Dika for attention.

"Em, thank God today I got an order for two big boxes of birthday cakes, so fortunately the total can all be 250 thousand, Mas.." he said happy and satisfied.

"Thank God, baby... So let's eat together. Last time Mas deliberately buyin gulai goat across from the office. Mas know you have a history of low blood so a lot of eating goat meat well." he said attention.

"Thank you, I happened to have not had time to cook this afternoon" said Vira terjaru.

"Yes, that's why I know you must be busy making cakes. I also did not have time for your breakfast. Instead I bought it for dinner for the two of us." she made Vira smile blush.

"Thank you again... I thought you were in no mood to eat with me anymore," Vira lowered her face, her heart touched with all of Dika's attention on her. "So, you also forgot my watch, so I thought nothing of you." Vira said in tears.

Vira sighed deeply, maybe it was time she forgot her suspicions to Dika. Maybe Dika's words also have a point, it could be that he was too tired to work, until he hallucinated about the woman who was with Dika all this time. The proof is that Dika remains sweet and caring to him.

Dika hugged his wife and rubbed her back gently

"Why do you keep talking about it anyway? Sorry yes, this morning there was a sudden meeting at the office, so forget not to use your watch." dust again. The man raised one corner of his lips, proud of course. Because it was so easy for him to seduce and make Vira trust him again.

Dika then breaks his embrace, taking Vira to the dining room.

"Let's eat together" she asked.

Dika pulled a chair for Vira to sit down. Then he washed his hands and took the bowl as well as the dishes on the shelf.

"Let me just..." Vira held Dika's hand which would open the package of gulai to pour in the bowl.

"Already! It's okay to just do it. You just shut up and sit down.." a handsome smile Dika was able to make Vira back according.

They were ready to sit down and have dinner together.

"Oh yeah, what afternoon was Irfan here?" dika asked suddenly, on the sidelines of eating them.

Vira raised one of her eyebrows. "Irfan?! No.." he said, shaking his head.

"Ouuh, I thought..." Dika nodded.

"Why did you ask Irfan?!" Vira asked with two raised eyebrows.

Dika scratched his non-itchy forehead while turning his gaze away.

"Ahh um, no really, just ask. That's about the souvenirs I bought for her, did you give them to her?" sloshing.

Vira nodded while sipping some drinking water. Then put the glass again next to the plate.

"Udah Mas, this morning I stopped by his workshop and delivered our breakfast for him to eat" said Vira.

"Oohs... Thank goodness..." Dika pretended to breathe a sigh of relief. That's not what he's really worried about.

Vira glanced at her husband beside her eating. It looked like something was thinking of Dika in his silence.

Dika who was unconscious in paying attention to Vira, he was just stunned by his own thoughts. Staring at his plate which was still full of rice and sugar. His face was slightly red. Really fretting.

I have to be on standby. Do not let Irfan come here and tell the problem this afternoon to Vira. Clenching the spoon and fork in his hand.

"You why Mas? How can you just shut up?" vira asked touching Dika's arm gently. Dika regained consciousness from his mind and was stirred again.

"Yes, then let's finish the meal quickly. Then you take a shower and rest." said Vira who had just finished her food greedily earlier.

Dika nodded while continuing his meal. "Yes baby..."

In her dining chair, Dika tergugu, while her netraya noticed Vira who walked closer to the sink put the plate and the used glass to eat and then washed it directly.

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The next day Vira again struggled in her activities in the kitchen, at five o'clock after dawn prayers. Because he was used to it so it was light for him to work on it. Especially now, he grew excited about cooking breakfast for three people. For her, her husband, and her sister.

Although Irfan is a man but actually he is an independent child and does not want to trouble his brother anymore. After Vira married, Irfan still chose to stay in his own rented and kitchen affairs he also did as much as possible. But because the work in the workshop lately takes up a lot of time, Irfan can no longer cook alone or had time to buy at a food stall. Fortunately Irfan had a brother like Vira and his brother was happy to give him breakfast rations every day.

Dika who had finished the bath rushed to the dining room following his wife, still wearing a color also t-shirt in tight white so that it showed the shape of Dika's athletic body. Her hair was still wet she rubbed it with her little towel hanging around her neck.

Tok tok tok tok

There was a knock on the door, startling him who was stepping into the kitchen.

"Who is that? This early in the morning, have you been visiting?" dika asked Vira who was serving her breakfast.

"Ouh... That's most Irfan!" vira answered while holding a spatula and another holding a skillet containing capcay mixed with hot steaming shrimp, about to pour it on an elliptical plate on the dining table.

"I-Irfan?!" When he hit both his eyes moved. Panicked back.

"Yes... I'm the __" Vira who hasn't had time to continue her talk, but Dika has been whistling away with lightning fast towards the front door.

Vira gawked and shrugged both of her shoulders, astonished.

While outside, Irfan who was still waiting, stood at the door. Quite surprised because his brother-in-law opened the door.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat... Morning Mas Dika.." said.

"Irfan!" Staring roundly, gulping down his saliva, the man quickly pulled his sister-in-law's arm slightly away from the apartment door. "Here first!"

"What's up, Mom?!"

"Irfan what do you want to come here so early in the morning?!" his gush with a slightly jolted breath was completely frantic, afraid that what he was thinking would happen.

"Mas Dika is very strange, of course I came here to meet mbak Vira" he said casually.

"Do you want to see Vira this early? There must be something you want to talk to him about, right?!"

Irfan pulled one corner of his lips up. "Yes... Of course it is Mas.. It's my own brother Vira.."

Deg

The heart doesn't work there. Increasingly angry. Dika rubbed rough his face which began to sweat.

"Fa! I beg you, please don't tell me about yesterday to Vira. You don't want it if you're sad and think nothing of me?!" his door suddenly, with his face wailing.

Irfan just smiled back in response to Dika's words to him. It was clear from the attitude of his own brother-in-law's concern, as if he was afraid of getting caught by Vira if he really had played fun with other women.

"Oh if that's the case, then is it true that the woman is your mistress Mas?!" his insinuation makes Dika stifled and silent.

"justified?! Has he been playing behind her, Miss Vira?!" his nose with eyes staring hard. Irfan did not feel afraid even though Dika was his own brother-in-law. If he is in the right position, Irfan must warn.

"a, uh...Mum-not so Fan! Of course it wasn't. I'm not having an affair with him!" deny Dika again, waver and be misbehaved. He was completely fooled at the moment.

"If it wasn't. Then why did Mas Dika have to be afraid like that, heh...?! Precisely Mas attitude is not calm this is even more suspicious Irfan!" scathingly.

Sontak Dika choked until difficulty swallowing his saliva. Yes, Irfan was right why he was even provoked by his own emotions.

"Excuse Me. I'm going to see Miss Vira. I'm in a hurry!" ketus Irfan's. Irfan bawled leaving Dika who was still nervous there.

"E-e Fan! Wait up!!" He stepped up quickly, chasing after her.

Seriate...

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