It's not my fault, Lovely Reunion
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It's not my fault, Beautiful Reunion Part 6

By Sept

Sunday morning, as usual. The dance will start the day with a clean house. If her husband's Sunday is at home, it's different than today. Dewa is already in Singapore, and Dance is with her child only.

"Mama .." whining Ibel.

The little boy then sulked, then looked for his papa.

Dari breathed a heavy sigh, then tried to call her husband. Several times called and there was no reply. The phone's not picked up.

The one on the phone was apparently lying on the lap of a woman.

The god, whose shirt is half-open, is stroking the smooth arm of his lover.

The body is better than Dance, not the smell of oil or cooking. The aroma is always fragrant, the speech is soft and spoiled. For some reason, the god seems to have been hypnotized with other creatures besides his wife.

"When is our relationship like this?" muttered the woman in a soft voice.

"Why? Do you need any more money?" ask the gods with sarcasm.

"It's not so .. I'm tired of hiding from your family."

The god was silent.

"Don't you know the consequences from the beginning?" balakan Gods.

The woman immediately pulled out a stance so that the Gods would not get angry. He directly rubbed the horns of the God so as not to turn into a devil.

"Don't be angry, we're here to have fun" the woman pleaded.

The god was a little melumer, especially if hers had been touched, it was certain that she would forgive the woman.

The god then grabs the light switch, then leaves the apartment room pitch-black. No matter what phone keeps on burning. The phone call did not make him a distraction from the seductress in front of him.

"Slow-slow, Honey!"

The gods are getting excited, playing behind the Dance, creating another sensation. He had fun with other women, when Tari was still his rightful wife.

***

At her home, Tari is upset because the child is fussy but her husband cannot be contacted. By nightfall, Ibel's body had a fever.

Dari also brought his own car, even though he did not drive for a long time. He went to the hospital with a worried mind.

The Medical Hospital

Dari took his son half-run, he went to the ER. There Ibel was dealt with.

"Why is he lemes once, Doc? Her body suddenly warmed. It was still okay this afternoon."

Dance pacing in front of the doctor and nurse who is handling her baby.

"We'll check first."

Dance then tried to call her husband, and this time was picked up.

"Mas! Where are the gods?" nagel Dance.

The god then removed the arm of the woman sleeping with him.

"What's wrong? I just met my coworker."

"Come away! Ibel in the ER now!"

"What's? How can?"

"I don't know, he's suddenly limp and hot."

"How could you not know? Your job is to take care of the kids, but you don't even know?" The gods are nagging. Making Dance more stressful.

Dance wanted to scream, but she held it.

"I'm home tomorrow. I can't go home suddenly tonight."

"Yes," said Tari and then the phone was switched off from there.

Dance clasped her phone, her face looked tired and her lips kept moving offering prayers for the healing of her baby.

***

The next day, Dari was shocked because someone came to visit carrying a large doll and fruit. At the time, Tari was at the pharmacy, so she didn't know who was coming.

"Ibel, who is this from? Has Papa come?" tanya Dance.

Ibel shakes.

"From grandma?"

The little boy came back.

"Then? What Auntie?"

"No, Mama."

Dance's forehead instantly shriveled.

"From who?" Dance Eyes walked through the room, but there was no one.

"Says Mama's friend."

Dance out of the room, looking at the hallways in turn. However, there is no one. Curious, Tari then saw the parcel of fresh fruit, there is only a greeting to hopefully heal soon.

"Let's see the doll!" said Tari was still curious.

There's no note whatsoever.

"Who is this from?"

***

By noon, the gods had returned. Not carrying a suitcase, just a bag and going straight to the hospital. If as a husband he is an unfaithful figure, but if the problem of children, he cares very much for children only wayangnya.

"What did the doctor say?"

Dance answered, but hesitated.

"What did the doctor say?" ask the god in a high tone.

"Mis-eat."

The eyes of the Gods instantly glared.

"Miscooked how?"

"I don't know, Mom. Looks like he ate the wrong thing."

The god immediately exhaled a heavy breath.

"Good Dance!"

Meanwhile, Ibel was already sleeping while hugging the doll.

"One child you don't care for! What is your job at home? Hem?"

God came immediately scolded Tari about the child who suddenly entered the hospital. Plus when the in-laws came, Dance was attacked from all directions.

Blamed for being a daily meal, plus late afternoon. Sister-in-law also contributed, insinuating Tari until Dari pamit for a while, about to go home to change clothes, mumpung in-law and brother-in-law there.

"Sick children still have time to think about changing clothes, going home, bathing .. can not shower in the hospital?" tari's grouse-in-law as the woman left.

Actually Dance did not go, she heard everything. He was standing at the door because his wallet and bag were missing.

Tired of always being blamed, Dance doesn't come in. He also walked outside. Until it was not felt, he had even reached the sidewalk in front of the hospital.

There was a small stool, and he sat there rubbing his face with both hands. Why is he always wrong? It is never right to be a mother, a wife, and a daughter-in-law.

When the child is sick, he or she will be completely blamed. It was as if everything attached to him had no point.

The tired dance with everything, he went back inside. Sitting in the hospital lobby, not coming in because there are in-laws and in-laws. He couldn't go home because his wallet was inside.

A few moments later.

Dance back, her face pretended to be as friendly as ever.

"She took a shower and changed clothes?" ask the in-laws.

"The wallet's missing, ma'am."

"Fearless once you, Dance. What do you think, Dance? You don't work like your brother-in-law. As an IRT you should have plenty of time. Things like this will not happen if you focus on what you do. Likewise with children, how can children eat wrong? Well, I can't speak anymore."

"Already, Mom. Maybe Dance is tired too" said the brother-in-law.

"What tired? All day at home. Another story is that he works, until the child goes to the hospital like this, this is carelessness!"

The god who heard his wife being attacked, the man was silent. Swiping the head of the sleeping Ibel.

"Bus ... Ibel sleeps," said Dewa later. That's all, without a defense.

In fact, Dari just wanted once in her life defended by the man she married.

The night was getting late, his brother-in-law went home with his mother. Now all that is left is God and his wife.

"Mas ... Why did Mas just shut up?"

The god looked at his wife.

"you mean? I have to defend the wrong people?"

Dance heart immediately hurts, like being pressed with a pres-press tool.

"Mas ... all this time Ibel rarely hurt, why is it as if this is my fault?"

"Then you want this to be my fault?" god Cetus.

Not felt, the more tight the heart of Dance. Until finally he was silent. Free to ask for a defense, it will only exist in a dream.

***

Three days later.

Ibel can go home, it's invited by grandma, sister-in-law. After driving home, Dewa went straight to the office, to give a report in Jakarta before returning to Singapore.

He wanted to leave, he couldn't seem to. He also has to come back tonight. Ibel did not want to separate from her father.

"Papa work, baby. Next week Papa comes home, "persuade the gods.

"Promise?"

The god nodded then rubbed Ibel's head.

The first night after the Gods returned, in-laws and sister-in-law Tari returned to their respective homes. Now the house is deserted, only Dance and Ibel only.

Ibel has improved, even ask for a walk to buy toys.

With seduction, finally his son did not sulk back, Ibel slept in the arms of the mother.

***

A bright morning, as bright as Ibel's face. Early in the morning someone sent the package. A pretty big set of houses.

Dari thinks of God, so she made sure to call her husband. As you already know, if you return to Singapore, it must be difficult to call.

"It's so big, Mama. Thank you Mama" Ibel said happily.

Dance can only scratch your head. He has not confirmed who sent it.

While accompanying Ibel to play, Tari checks out the WA group. There was a scene where one of her friend's husbands divorced because he had his own friend WIL. Instantly, Dance to the Mind of the Gods.

Fad, Tari called her husband. This time it was answered.

"What's wrong?"

"Mas, Mas Dewa sent me a toy package for Ibel?"

"No."

"Oh."

"Maybe the mother or the aunt" said the god.

"Maybe" said Tari. His face seemed to be in disbelief. This toy is very expensive.

"If nothing matters, I hang up. I'm on a job."

"Yes" replied Tari.

The thing is, tomorrow happens to be Dance's birthday, but her husband seems to have forgotten. I forgot it a few years ago.

***

At midnight, hit it blank. The sleeping dance suddenly woke up after her phone rang. Her lips covered a smile, probably thought her husband was on the phone. Without seeing who was calling, he immediately picked it up.

"Yes, Mum."

Across the phone, Rio was instantly sour. Since when did Tari call Mas?

"It's me."

Dance immediately put away her phone, then see who she's talking to.

"Geez, sorry ..."

"Are you waiting for someone to call?" rio to the point.

Dance then looked at the clock, yes she was waiting for someone, but she did not tell Rio. Why phone nights?

"Oh yeah, what's the midnight call?" tanya Dance.

"It's okay, just say hello to an old friend. Can't it?"

"It's late" said Tari.

"I know!" timpal Rio's firm.

"Then what happened? Tumben called me once?"

"Why? Can't I call you?"

Dance smiled thinly, because in fact she did need someone to tell a story.

"It's okay anyway. Oh yeah, how are you? I see you've been successful."

"Borny? Still same. What about your daughter? Does he like my gift?"

"Geez, so that's from you? That's huge, it must be expensive. Why would you do that?"

"It's okay, just think of it as a reply. Because your mother used to feed me."

Dance chuckles.

"Yes, you eat a lot. Until we run out of side dishes!" nagel Dance.

Unknowingly, they spoke at length. Discuss the past. It's bitter, but it's fun to remember.

Until finally half an hour passed.

"You'll have to work tomorrow, we'll connect next time?"

"Why? Do you want to sleep?"

"No really. You're only working tomorrow, right?"

"Hemm .. can you video call for a minute?"

Direct dance deg-deg. Like meeting a boyfriend when you first start.

"What's wrong with you Dance!" gerutu Dance in the heart.

"Video calls?" tanya Dance.

"Hem."

"For what? No, no, my face is crooked. You won't be able to sleep because of the peace!" said Tari then chuckled to himself.

Hearing the cackling Dance, Rio smiled faintly. His rarely smiling face began to melt.

"All right, good night."

"Good night. And thank you for the phone," said Tari immediately turned off her phone.

Dance regulated her breath, it seemed like something was wrong with her. He then fell on the bed, then hugged the bolster. Smiles are unclear.

***

Starting from the phone, they became somewhat frequent communication. Until finally, Rio invited them to eat outside. At first Tari refused, especially the condition of the husband not at home.

Because while carrying Ibel, especially just snacking. Finally, Dance. And before leaving, dance to the salon. She went to Mia's beauty clinic, her friend.

"Your husband wants to go home? Tumben wants to dance," said Mia.

Dance looks awkward, weird. She wanted to look beautiful, but not in front of her husband. Even in front of other men.

"The desire is a little different, the hair is long and a bit messy."

"Okay, get out of here, I guarantee you there'll be something!" ledek Mia's.

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"Wear this shirt!"

Dance squinted her eyes.

"Style endorsement, for this clinic. Not used, a lot. It seems to fit your makeup. Let your husband not have the lyrics of another woman!"

Dance began to feel guilty, this was because she wanted to look beautiful in front of other men.

"No need. This is all."

"Udah, change it! Ibel's still a henchman to my employees!"

Dance change clothes. Tuh, right. Slightly polished, plus a fashionable outfit, Dance is a hidden pearl.

Awkwardly, Dari walked, holding Ibel's hand.

"Well, it fits."

Dance looked uncomfortable, but as she glazed she looked at her former self.

"Is this not excessive?" tanya Tari while lowering her skirt.

"Don't catch a cold, just calm down!" timpal Mia's.

Dari smiled, then paid. Mia's prefix won't, but Tari threatens. If he doesn't want to, he won't go there anymore.

***

Finally the waiting came. Rio was sitting in a cafe inside the mall. I made the same dance.

Not long to wait, Dari finally appeared while holding the hand of a little boy who was as beautiful as his mother.

Rio just kept staring at Dari from afar, he was like going back in time. Where he will declare love, but first God.

"I'm sorry .. what's the long wait?"

Rio shook his head, then approached Ibel. He sat down in front of the little girl.

"It's pretty, angel where is this?"

Ibel immediately smiled kindly. One thing Rio learned, if he wanted his mother, was to approach his son.

And so, after eating them to the Playground three. Ibel was very happy, playing trampoline held by Rio, and carried on his shoulders. Looks like a happy family.

Until finally Rio took a ride on the exhausted and overslept Ibel.

"Thank you, yeah."

"Hem."

"He looks so happy."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Oh yeah, how are your parents?"

Rio instantly stopped his way, he did not like discussing his family.

Dance as if she knew, she changed the topic.

"You don't want to get married? Not that I'm kepo, it's just .. said your friends are not married. Wait what?"

"I don't have to answer that question, do I?"

Dance immediately smiled, Rio still remains the same, ngeselin.

They also walk to the car. Rio put the Ibel in the lap of Tari, then helped Tari fix the seat belt.

"I can do it myself" said Tari.

Rio pulled away, then got into the car through the side door.

The atmosphere in the car was very quiet, until Rio finally turned on the audio, but it was slowed down, so that Ibel did not wake up. The car then runs.

Arriving home, Tari was surprised by the presence of the in-laws. Especially when you see who drove the Dance, plus the clothes and makeup of the unusual Dance.

"Rio, you should go home first," said Tari slowly.

Instead of leaving, Rio was even more advanced to the front. Dance was getting panicked, afraid that the in-laws misunderstood.