It's not my fault, Lovely Reunion
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It's not my fault, Beautiful Reunion Part 18

By Sept

Dancing to enjoy the moment of unnatural happiness, he felt happy and felt strange. Coming out with Rio and Ibel, he was like flying into the past. Where God is still warm. Where she was still slim, still young and glowing.

Now, Dance is like finding the figure of the God who used to be in Rio. Look, the man was even joking and joking with his little daughter.

Eat ice cream, buy chocolate and lots of gifts for Ibel. In this case, there are evil thoughts that infiltrate in Tari. Should she change husband?

"Mama come!"

Ibel ran away to grab the balloon that was almost gone. Then give the balloon rope to his mother.

He himself will run around with handsome Om. Ibel's his eyes are observant. Although still a child already know om handsome.

"Slow down!" pekik Tari saw her son almost fall.

Ibel instead laughed loosely, as her body was lifted up by Rio and made into an airplane.

"Udah Om .. fear ... already."

By the way, but it looks so happy. To the extent that Tari felt haru. LDR and the busyness of God make time with family greatly reduced.

***

Satisfied to play until the afternoon, Ibel is now asleep. He fell asleep in Rio's arms. They're on their way home. On my way to the car in the parking lot.

"Thank you, Rio. Ibel seems very happy today," said Tari sincerely.

"Hem."

"You seem to like kids, why don't you just get married?"

DEG

Rio stopped his way, the atmosphere became very quiet. Dance until you feel wrong. Isn't that a natural sign?

"I'm sorry, if my question bothers me."

"It's okay!"

Dance hastily walk first, she feels bad on her own.

Once in the car, Rio gave the key.

"You're the one driving. Can, right?"

"Don't .. Here, let me carry Ibel." Dance extended her hand. He didn't dare drive the car, this was because Rio's car was expensive. If the beset a little can-can pay cut it out.

While Rio, he smiled faintly looking at the expression of the mama Ibel.

***

Until home, when Rio was gone, Tari had to explain many things to her husband by phone.

Yesterday her in-laws went home. And it turns out to be empty, where's Dance all day?

The god had suddenly been like a journalist, giving many questions after getting many complaints from his mother and sister-in-law, who happened to deliver Tari's in-law home.

Finally, the commotion over the phone could not be avoided anymore.

"What's? You work? And you're not going to let me? What kind of wife are you dancing to? What about Ibel? Hem's? What is the lack of money I have been giving all this time? What are you wearing that money for? Don't tell me to give it to your mom and your sisters!" accuse Rio with a huffed and stirring tone.

"I just want to get busy, Mom. And go save yourself." Dance tried to remain calm, even though her soul was already thrashing. I want to reply every word for word. But he can still hold it, basic Dance is indeed patient. Patience is as thick as a sofa.

"Huh! Excuses! Just tell me you're lazy to clean the house! Lazy take care of the child! How much are you worth to dance? Which company would accept!" god's Cibir. The man looked at his wife one eye.

"Mas don't worry, the money you love is still intact. Ibel's problem, she's coming with my mom. Home business, everything I can still handle, please do not talk like that," said Tari.

The gods continued to nag like a broken radio. While Dance, she looks lazy to hear the babble of the husband.

"Get out of that job, start tomorrow don't have to work! You think I can't meet your needs?"

"Sorry, Mas. I don't want to."

The god was immediately furious, Dance more and more brave, exactly as his mother said. Dari does have another man.

"I say once again, get out of that job."

"No way."

They're still on the phone.

"You fight, Dance?"

"Sorry, Mas. But I stick to my decision. Wouldn't I be better off working? Than a whole day at home doing nothing?" reply Dance that seemed to insinuate the husband.

The deity who was already upset, he chose to close his phone. As for Dari, she immediately threw her phone and hugged the sleeping Ibel.

"Campaign ... Mama was tired," muttered Tari then closed her eyes.

Always fighting makes life dance more stressful.

***

Throughout the night, Tari wakes up, then fad checks her phone. He turned on the data, and a moment later, the warmest man lately sent a message.

[Not sleeping?]

[Newly awake]

[Tomorrow there's a morning meeting, go to sleep!]

[Yes]

Dance put down her phone, daydreaming at the window.

Drett .

Suddenly his phone rang, there was a video call coming in.

Rush Dance tidying hair, in the video call feel like meeting a boyfriend.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Just remind, don't forget the documents in the blue map."

"Yes." Yeah."

Though Rio wants to look at the face of Dance before going to sleep. However, he saw the eyes of Dance instead sembab.

"Tari ... Did you cry?"

Dance immediately shook her head.

"No."

"Your eyes can't lie!" reply Rio.

Dance instantly threw away face, in front of that considerate Rio, Dance's heart started to waver. He could even cry in front of the man.

Throughout the video walk, Rio only noticed Dance rubbing her eyes.

"It seems I've been too long. Dance ... Should I take it forcibly?" inner Rio who saw a lot of burden of sadness on the woman he liked.