Married a Former Inmate
The Wedding Day of Mr. Bambang and Bu Lastri

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The Dinda POV

Nesa and I have been dressing up since. We all smile happily. Forgetting our sadness for a moment. Because today is the day that my father and Miss Lastri have been waiting for, which is none other than my mother.

Yeah, a few minutes ago. Father and Miss Lastri have officially become a married couple. I was so happy and moved to see a father who was so different than usual. Apparently all this time dad was empty. Exactly the same I feel now.

"Father looks very cool Din," said mbak Nesa half whispered.

"Yes mbak. May you always be happy, ma'am" I replied to Nesa's mother. Not felt, so excited I even shed tears.

"Aamiinu. Uh, how do you cry?" ask Nesa while looking at me.

"Ah not mbak. I'm just looking at you, Dad," I lie. I don't know what I feel now. I feel sad and agitated. But I also feel happy about my father's marriage. I don't know, maybe I haven't forgotten what happened yesterday.

"Well, let's congratulate our new mom and dad!" nesa said with passion.

"Yes yuk mbak," I reply no less excited as well.

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After Dinda and Nesa gave greetings. Suddenly the invited guests, especially the mothers may be the friends of Miss Lastri. Suddenly clapped. Dinda like no care and immediately took a break. Understandably, pregnant again.

It turns out they were welcoming Bu Lastri's son. Bu Lastri's son is from the village. But about his appearance and physicality, weuh can not be underestimated. Cuakep pol said the jowo. Nice and neat. Everyone who sees it will be fascinated.

This kid is so innocent and polite. Until all invited guests are greeted and punished. Including Jo, Nesa, Wahyu sir, Miss Rosalin and all those who were there. Except for the one person he didn't salami, Dinda.

This man is Wawan, 25 years old. Coming from the village. Just arrived but even busy themselves. Jo couldn't bear it and told him to rest.

"Mending you rest Wan. You just arrived, must be exhausted. If you want to eat, you will call the customer. Let them handle it" said Jo and returned a small smile.

"Makasih Mas" replied Wawan politely.

"Yes, come with me!" take Jo. Wawan followed him.

Jo showed the room that was indeed reserved for Wawan. "This was my wife's room. Because it is not used anymore, so you can wear it to your heart's content" said Jo.

Wawan just a sign of understanding. "Yes Mas. Yeah, I'm going in first, okay?" wawan Permit.

"Yes please!" Jo left Wawan.

Who suppose. If in Nesa's room right now there is Dinda who is staring at her family photos. In the photo there is the late mother, Mr. Bambang, little Nesa and Dinda who is still a toddler. Unyu and fat look like little Raskha.

Dinda's position is half-closed by the closet, because the closet is opened by Dinda. And the position of the closet is against the door of the room. So who entered must only think, why did the door of the closet open?

Continued to be added to the mind of Dinda who breezed buana somewhere. So he didn't realize that someone else was in the room. Until the sound of Dinda closing the door of the closet made Wawan tiptoe in shock.

Heard those strange words just now. Dinda wiped her tears immediately. He squinted his eyes at people he didn't know. The man was still standing on Nesa's bed. "Whose mom? Why go into this room? Would you please help?" tuding Dinda to Wawan.

"Well! Not mbak. Wasn't it! I'm not a thief!"

Wawan was immediately clumsy. Scratching his non-itchy nape. "I Wawan Mbak, who is Mbak himself? Why is it in this room?" Wawan asked again as he got down slowly from the mattress. His eyes were looking out at Dinda half embarrassed. He watched her with Dinda's face. It looks so sweet and typical of teenagers. But how did you get pregnant? Immediately, Wawan's mind became negative thinking. 'Is this girl pregnant out of wedlock? Astaghfirullahal'adzim, ' he said. His mind imagined the no-no.

When Dinda opened her mouth. The door was opened by someone from the outside. Miss Lastri. He was going to meet his son. While sharing a friendly smile on his son and stepson Bu Lastri approached.

"Gentleman, Dinda!" the sapa is so friendly.

Wawan has never been introduced to his family, Mr. Bambang. So it's only natural that Wawan has not known anyone. This is because of the work of Wawan that cannot be left behind. And again because Wawan lives in a village far from the city. Unlike Bu Lastri who has lived in the city for a long time. So they rarely meet if not for urgent matters or important things.

Dinda nodded with a smile as she was greeted by Miss Lastri. Looks like Bu Lastri knows the guy who did it was Wawan. So Dinda just shut up.

"Oh," called Wawan to Lastri's mom.

"Eh, Wawan. Have you met your sister yet?" tanya Bu Lastri while embracing Dinda's shoulder.

Dinda was surprised. But he just got it. If the guy in front of him is his stepbrother.

"Sister?" wawan lirih. But still heard in the hearing of Dinda and Miss Lastri.

"Yes Wan. So you guys haven't met?" Bu Lastri looked at Dinda with a thin, warm smile. "Yuk, acquaintance first. Dinda, this is Wawan. The son of his only mother," continued Bu Lastri while patting Wawan's arm.

"Eh." Dinda new ngeh.

"Ayuk Wan, acquaintance. It's Dinda. Her sister is Nesa."

Wawan. With hesitation he extended his hand. Dinda hesitantly greeted him.

Like the flow of electricity. Wawan's hand is like being stung by electricity in broad daylight to not wrinkle. Wawan stood stiff and both looked down.

"So he thought I was a thief, Buk?" jug Wawan to Bu Lastri.

"You guys, why don't you meet up?" asked Bu Lastri astonished at his son's behavior.

"The problem is, Buk, the closet door is opened. So how do we know if there are people?" wawan said he was looking for his attention, Dinda.

Dinda just smiled normally. "Where does Dinda know that you're not a thief. Why didn't he go into his room?" elak Dinda's. He did not accept the unilateral blame by Wawan.

"Have it done, don't be like a kid. Apologize to each other!" tell Bu Lastri. Wawan was also wrong.

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