A Five Step Match
27. Dinda Merajuk's

The car carrying Galih and Dinda had arrived in front of the house. Dinda immediately got out of the car and waved her hand to Galih who was behind the wheel.

"Sir Galih, thank you for taking me home" said Dinda with a sweet smile on her lips.

"Yes, equally. About what I was sorry about."

Dinda nodded her head.

"Yes, it's okay. Thank you very much for the ride. Is it okay if I don't come in?" tanya Dinda disappointed Galih.

"Yes, it's okay. We will also meet again tomorrow at the campus" said Galih. Dinda was happy to hear that. "Yes, I went home first. See you tomorrow," said Galih while replying to Dinda's hand.

Galih's car goes from there. Dinda stared at the young man's departure with an unbecoming heart. His footsteps then entered his yard.

"Assynolajet. Ma, I'm home!" dinda exclaimed, but no one was in the house. Dinda looked around.

"Eh, Mama where the hell is it? It's usually at home, too" murmured Dinda. The door is unlocked, which means Mama Irma didn't go far.

"I want to take a shower."

Dinda went upstairs, but then she came down again wearing her clothes back. When Dinda was about to leave, Irma suddenly came home with a bag of black crackles in her hand.

"Loh, Din's. How are you here?" Irma was surprised as Dinda came down with clothes that were even upside down, the back she put in front.

"Eh, Ma. Where are my clothes, Ma?" ask Dinda.

"Shirt at your husband's house."

"Well, where are you?" ask Dinda in protest.

"Lah, yes. Now you live there, so the clothes you used to wear are there. Here just sleeping clothes doang same old clothes," said Mama Irma then walked to the kitchen. Dinda did not accept Mama Irma's words and followed her until she reached the kitchen.

"Well, what is it? Ish, Mama here. How are you getting taken there all?" muttered Dinda annoyed.

"Well, was Mama wrong? It's your husband's house, too, Din."

"Yes, but not all are also brought times, Ma! I was kicked out anyway!" Dinda was upset, sitting in the dining chair and waiting for her mother to put vegetables in the refrigerator.

"Loh, instead of driving you out, Din. But Mama just pity you if you keep going back and forth here and there just to take clothes. You should also stay at your husband's place."

"Yes, Mama. Why not wait for me too? Why do we have to move everything?" Dinda continues to protest.

"Not everyone, mostly. Left behind that you do not use," said Mama Irma berkilah.

Dinda is upset, also lazy. After seeing Yoga with other people, he now finds that his clothes are not in the room.

Dinda's been very sultry and wants to take a shower, but it's still noon. What would people say if he wore pajamas in broad daylight? However, he did not want to meet Yoga.

"I'll go to the room first, huh. Mau ngadem," said Dinda then went back upstairs.

Irma was a little confused to see her daughter coming home alone, as she had just met Yoga while on the way home without Dinda.

"Din, aren't you going home with Yoga?" irma asked Dinda before she reached the top of the stairs.

"No, Yoga is busy. So I went home alone" said Dinda. Irma spoke again, but Dinda would not listen and went into her room.

On her soft bed, Dinda laid her limp body. AC he turned on at a fairly low temperature and the air that was inside there instantly made his body fresh although not as fresh after his body touched the water.

"Nyebelin. Who is he, too? Which boy?" muttered Dinda thought about who the beautiful woman was, her sexy appearance, with brown hair.

While Dinda was still busy with her thoughts, suddenly her bedroom door opened and Yoga went inside with an angry look.

"Hey, Din. Elo if you go home say dong same me."

Dinda was shocked and sat in her place.

"Eh, why did Elo enter my room?" dinda asked angrily, her privacy was compromised when Yoga came.

"Well? Heh, I asked ya elo. What does it mean that I was there alone? Elo no my phone, elo no love message me if you go home first. I've waited almost a century, Dinda!" tegur Yoga is upset.

Dinda folded her hands together in front of her chest, throwing her face the other way. "Think of it yourself!"

That of course makes Yoga confused, whether there is anything with Dinda so angry like this.

"Well, what angry elo? I should have been angry!" cerca Yoga's. "Gue is already hot waiting for elo in the parking lot, uh it turns out elo has even gone home first. How the hell are you? Can't you just call me or send me the same message?"

Yoga lost patience with Dinda's behavior so much that she pulled Dinda's shoulder for the woman to look at him. "Din, Heh. Can you price my time? I'm not an unemployed person now. I have to work, go on time to Papa's office!"

Dinda was still silent making Yoga even more upset.

"Gue is wrong elo?" tanya Yoga is conscious and lowers her tone of speech.

"No!"

Yoga looked at his wife, seeing that in his eyes there was a flash of disappointment.

"Okay, I'm sorry. Now you tell me, why don't you stay with me and don't you pick up the phone?" ask Yoga.

"Because I think you want anterin the girl you met in the parking lot!"