A Couple of Ex
105. Oh, Dimas.

Oh, Dimas.

Bayu and Nesti looked at each other, both equally thinking that the young man before him was really his honest platitude.

"Well, did you just say to me, if you want to meet the girl who lives in this house, are you really sure that she lives here?" Bayu asked patiently, trying to dive into the innocence of the man before him.

Dimas only answered him with a nod.

"Are you sure?" 

"What makes you so sure," 

"Because that night, I drove him home." 

Bayu mangosteen mangosteen.

"Oooo so?" 

"How well do you know that girl?" 

Dimas came back awkward, to be honest he also did not understand with her, he did not even know the name of the girl, but could be his he even twice bought her a dress, and for reasons of dress as well, but could be his, he is here, in a confusing situation. "To be honest, I only met the girl twice om, I don't even know her name." 

Bayu and Hesti sighed, "once again ask me, what is your relationship with the girl??" Bayu was forced to use the same language as Dimas, referring to his daughter as the girl.

"No om, really I have nothing to do with the girl," Dimas began to tense up.

"Then why did you drive her home that night?" 

"That's .. mmmm …. That's because, I ruined the dress." 

Hearing the phrase 'destroying the dress', suddenly making Bayu's face reddened with anger, 'destructive' in Bayu's mind, the connotation is different from that in Dimas' head, according to Bayu, damaging can mean, tearing, tearing, or pulling by force.

"So you mean, you're handing yourself over hmmm? You've been immoral towards your son, and now you've come to say it's just a misunderstanding?" Bayu summed up all the words of Dimas.

(🤣🤣 Oh Poor Dimas)

"No, I'm not being immoral or anything." Dimas buru hurriedly corrected his sentence.

Hesti, who was also in the room, was only speechless as he tried to understand and examine further, what the plain young man before him was about to say.

"Stop!!!" Pekik Hesti's. 

Of course the two men who were arguing over the coachman instantly fell silent for a moment.

"Son, what's your name?" Ask Hesti.

"I'm Dimas, aunt."

"Sir Dimas, if indeed Nak Dimas did nothing wrong, please explain clearly, so that we do not misunderstand." 

"Mmmm like this aunt .." Finally the short story that memorable unique, slid from the lips Dimas, everything was described slowly, so that no longer there is a misunderstanding.

Just after Dimas parse the story, the lucky girl, as well as the owner of the dress that was being a warm conversation in various media arrived, her cheerful face suddenly changed its hue, looking down embarrassed, embarrassed, when you see who is the guest who is now faced with both parents.

Nervously he walked up to the three people waiting for him.

"What's up, huh?" Ask her fearfully.

"Don't you see the news that's being crowded into conversation?" 

Hana shakes.

"The dress that you wore that night, was a dress belonging to Meta Permana." Dimas straight to the core of the problem.

Hana was wide in disbelief, her palms were reflexively smothering her gaping mouth, in fact she did not care much about the news Meta Permana, but the controversial dress did attract public curiosity, but the public, wonder what the form of this fantastic precious dress looks like.

Hana herself never paid attention to the details of the dress that night was bought for her, she was already very fascinated with the figure of the man who now captivated her, she was, who would have thought the man had made her into Cinderella owner of a luxury dress at a super expensive price.