Married a Former Inmate
Wawan is So Attentive

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The Dinda POV

My iddah time is over. It feels so relieved. One problem I have managed to get through. Now there is an answer to Aris who is still hanging.

Why is it so hard to say yes to Aris? What's the matter with me?

Huh. My breath is often dull after activity. Maybe this is because my gestational age is 7 months older, so my space is limited. Easy tired, continue to start hard to sleep. But luckily, every time I get too hot I can't sleep. Wawan always standby to prepare the fan. Or prepare my needs so that I do not bother. About Wawan, do not ask again. As of now, she was busy preparing pregnant milk for me.

"Diminum Din, let debay (the baby grandpa) and you are healthy," said Mas Wawan while offering a glass of milk for me.

"False Mas. I'd like to be bothered with me" I said as I received the glass of milk.

"Devicious what the hell, use the show thank you all. Cake each other," he pouted not with my thanks.

"Yes-yes I drink."

"That's dong!" Wawan thinned his lips. Take a step to sit next to me. Actually a bit uncomfortable, but I am getting used to it and consider this Wawan mas like my own biological brother. Because he was so kind and so considerate of me. I'm happy, at least I'm not too troubled.

"Where's Din? Mom's cooking is good?" ask Lastri's mom all of a sudden.

I see from earlier, the same father of Lastri's mother smiles. I don't know what they're thinking. I don't want to be too pampered. Let it be, that's their business. As long as they are happy, I've gone with them to see it.

"Enak kok Bu. What's bad mother's cooking?" poet teases.

"Weleh, father's attitude why descend on you Din?" chirp my father.

"If you don't go down, who goes down? Neighborhood tho Yah?" sahut mas Wawan and everything became giggling. Including myself.

In the middle of enjoying my breakfast, I suddenly thought about Aris. Almost every day he asked about money. The money was deposited via an ATM card last time. He always asked, why the money he gave me never used?

I did not intentionally want to wear it. People no longer need, yes I forced to buy. Fear even redundant and impressed that I am wasteful. We are not married anymore. I don't think I have the right to use money from him

"What's the hell?"

The question of Wawan immediately disperse everything.

"Sir," my lie.

"Repeat the milk," he told her to be attentive. He was always like this. My attention and love are the same. Maybe because she's an only child once huh, so she's smart so fitting can be a half-brother even though.

"Yes, it's." I'll drink that milk right up the toilet.

"Well, pinter" he said as he grabbed an empty glass from my hand.

POV Author

Seeing that his homemade milk had been toilet, Wawan immediately grabbed the glass. He took it back to the kitchen and locked it. Wawan is indeed acting like a good brother to his sister. Though he was like this because he had a taste for Dinda. But no one is sensitive to that feeling. So do not blame if this family thinks that the attention of Wawan to Dinda is only a love for his sister. Although it's all completely wrong. But as long as there is still an opportunity, Wawan will continue to seek attention on Dinda.

After washing the glass. Wawan saw the clock on his phone. It seems like it's time to work.

"Mas is leaving first Din. If you need anything, just call me." He gently rubbed the bony that was limited to the eyebrows. Dinda directly manyun, Wawan always so in every morning. Damaging Dinda's hair. Huft, annoying.

"Well, Buk! Wawan. Assalamualaikum," the saying was rather hasty.

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After coming home from work. Aris took the time to buy fruits. Fruit that has recently become his favorite, honey mango. Aris hoped, Dinda also wanted the fruit.

Not only mangoes, Aris also bought some snacks, such as chocolate, milk, bread. Yeah, maybe make a snack on Dinda. Because until now Dinda has not been willing to spend his money.

"Dinda, what the hell is this? Is she a girl who doesn't know money? But as far as I know, that girl of her age is all over money. Shopping this is it. But Dinda. I'm getting more and more in love" Aris muttered as Aris drove off her motorcycle.

"Ah, so I can't wait. Pengen cepet-cepet halalin Dinda. Sleep together, stay up. Uh, I can't wait. It must be very sweet," said Aris again with hope.

A few minutes later, Aris arrived at Dinda's yard. 2 Plastic bags of her groceries.

He inhaled a breath for a moment, so that his nervousness went far away not to reach him anymore. It feels like Aris is really in love with Dinda. He had just set foot, but his heart was already beating irregularly.

"Assalamu'alaikum," said Aris right in front of the black wooden door.

"So anyone say hello?" ask Miss Lastri to Dinda.

But Dinda shook her head. Because he heard nothing.

In the afternoon, there was only Dinda and Miss Lastri. Both are still in the kitchen. Hearing the two greetings, impulsive Miss Lastri immediately moved from the kitchen to the living room.

Opening the door, there was a word asked in his heart about who was this man in front of him?

"Wa'alaikumussalam, who are you looking for?" the answer is while asking.

Aris was shocked. But he already suspected that Dinda had a stepmom, it was a sign that Dinda also had a stepmother. Evidenced by the establishment of the Lastri bu which is now in front of him. So Aris kudu salute of course. There is no word for disrespect, even though Wawan is so annoying and makes him jealous. But Lastri's mother is also her future father-in-law.

"I'm Aris, Mom. I want to meet Dinda. There's wind?"

A little thought, finally Miss Lastri agreed. He knows, doesn't he? About the name of Aris who is often touted as the biological father of the child in the birth of Dinda.

'So this is the person who has impregnated Dinda, ' Bu Lastri's mind is a little shocked. But then Miss Lastri was just acting normal. Besides being handsome, Aris looks well established and mature. Jo agrees that Aris is married to Dinda.

"Oh, son Aris. Wait a minute, I'll call Dinda. Come on, come on in!" tell Bu Lastri at the end.

Aris just followed the instructions from Lastri's bu. Sitting in a chair usually close to the entrance.

While Miss Lastri goes to the kitchen, meets Dinda.

"Din."

"Yes, ma'am" replied Dinda curiously.

"Are there guests?" said Bu Lastri half-and-half.

"Who's Ma'am?" Dinda mak kepo's.

"Emmm..."

Dinda was curious. Who was the guest who came?

Seriate...