A Five Step Match
51.

Just like what Yoga wanted earlier when she went to work, Dinda waited for her husband from the office. He waited while watching the drakor show that he still had not seen until it ran out.

"Din, it's late at night. You just go in. No need to wait for Yoga," said Mama Puspa to meet Dinda who sits on a chair on the porch of the house. Dinda smiled slightly and shook her head.

"It's okay, Ma. I was just waiting. Usually he will be home soon, too" said Dinda.

"A cold night. Yoga is also okay if you don't wait. The wind is cold" said Mama Puspa.

Dinda shook her head again. "It's okay, Ma. Not too cold. On the other hand, I also wear long-sleeved clothes" said Dinda. Puspa just shook his head looking at the stubborn son-in-law.

"Yes already." Puspa left from there, but not for ten minutes, he returned to meet Dinda with a jacket owned by Yoga that was washed this morning. Since his son married, Puspa did not dare to enter the room of the child and his son-in-law unless the circumstances were forced or urgent later.

"Now, if you want to wait for Yoga, wear a jacket. Let it not be cold. Later, if he does not come home for another half hour, you enter, yes" ordered Mama Puspa.

Dinda smiled and nodded her head, picked up Yoga's jacket and put it on immediately. It was quite cold, but because many things happened today made him feel confused about what he was doing since noon today.

"Mama enter first yes, nemenin Papa inside," said the in-law. Dinda nodded her head before Puspa went inside.

From across from the Yoga house, two people were watching from the balcony of their room, smiling and elbowing each other.

"Our son is right to fall in love with his husband" Wildan told his wife. Irma glanced at the husband, still not understanding what he meant.

"Even though before Dinda just pretended love equal Yoga, but now she was right in love with the young man. Isn't that right, Ma?" wildan. Irma just smiled and said.

"Do you know?" tanyanya while laying her head on the shoulder of the husband.

"Look away. Do you think Papa doesn't know what happened to our son? Only Mama Doang knows? Papa can also pretend like Mama and Dinda. Do not know why Dinda to want to marry young Yoga. If you remember the incident at the hospital anyway, maybe because Dinda pity the same Mbak Puspa because of illness. But beyond that, Papa agrees Dinda is married to Yoga because Papa believes in the boy.”

“Papa believe in Yoga?” ask Irma again. Wildan nodded his head.

“Yes, Papa believes that Yoga can take good care of Dinda. Papa also believes with Mbak Puspa and Mas Heru that will be able to keep Dinda like their own child,” Wildan said with a small smile. At least the two people already know the character of Dinda both good and bad and can accept his daughter well.

“Papa had hesitated because of the impromptu marriage, but Papa was sure that Dinda had also thought about the consequences of what she did yesterday. Our child is already big, we just need to support his decision.”

Once again Irma nodded her head, agreeing that Dinda was mature enough and not rash with the steps she had taken.

“Let's go in, it's cold here. The cold atmosphere of kayak gini is better if we make a sister for Dinda,” said the husband while blinking his eyes and smiling and pulling his wife's hand to enter the room.

Shortly after Wildan and Irma walked into her room, the Yoga bike had reached the fence. He opened the fence and smiled when he saw the existence of Dinda on the porch of the house was sleepy there despite the sound of a Korean film being watched. His smile was perfect because Dinda remembered the request.

“Din, here?” tanya Yoga was stale after arriving in front of Dinda. Dinda glanced back, as if Yoga had forgotten that she had asked to be waited for his return.

"Yes, who's waiting for you to try?" ask Dinda sebal.

Yoga grimaced revealing his neat teeth. "Hehe, yes. I don't think you're waiting for me."

Dinda thought, Yeah, why am I waiting for him? muttered Dinda was confused. He wouldn't normally wait for this guy to come home from work.

"More." Yoga gave Dinda a white plastic package. The girl raised her head.

"What's this?" dinda asked as she greeted the package and peered inside.

"Food is. My beloved wife's favorite. Sweet martabak with a lot of chocolate cheese."

Dinda smiled happily, saying Yoga double kick for her. It melted because of the food and the statement of the man who called him his beloved wife.

"Ish, what the hell. Don't bother with it!" said the girl then stood up and was about to leave from the presence of Yoga, feeling dag-dig-dug feeling in her heart because of the speech Yoga today.

"Not really good, just a little dreadlocks. Muji's own wife doesn't hurt, does she?" said the man with a small laugh and took Dinda's hand and made the woman stop her footsteps for a moment. “With hands, let it look romantic,” said Yoga whispered, the words of the man made Dinda hot on her face and instantly became red.

“Ish, what the hell. Not funny to know!"

Yoga did not care what his wife said, he pulled Dinda's hand and went inside the house.

Puspa and Heru were in the living room, watching tv together. They glanced at the child and his daughter-in-law who passed through the room.

“Ga, already home?” greet the mother.

“Iya, already. I go to the room first, I want to take a shower. Sultry.”

“Iya.”

“Ga, I want to eat martabak—“

“Let's aja. I want to be with you again. Come!”

“Eh, but—“

Not yet Dinda finished talking, Yoga has taken him away from there, Puspa and Heru who saw him can only shake his head to see the behavior of his two children.

“Smart dad he needs a wife,” said Heru with a smile and took the food Dinda stored on the table. Puspa chuckled in response to the words of his wife.

Meanwhile upstairs, Yoga, who had managed to take Dinda to her room, closed the door, and pulled Dinda towards the bed. Dinda was frightened as the man hurriedly pulled her there.

“Ga, what is this?” Afraid of Dinda, his mind began to run in a direction that was not good and successfully made his chest pound with disfavour.

“Sini sit.” Yoga gave the order, but Dinda who was still afraid did not then follow the orders of the man. She is not ready to assume Yoga is asking for her right now.

“Eh, the—“

“Sit down first. Why anyway? How am I afraid of it?” yoga is a little upset. Only then did Dinda sit by the bed by taking a considerable distance from Yoga.

“What's up?”

“Gue want to ask something.”

Dinda thought it wasn't about feelings. Yoga speaks with ‘elo-gue’ language with him.

“What the hell is it? Don't confuse me!” upset the woman.

“Ish, I want to ask you something.”

Dinda shut up and watched.

“It's about us anyway. Papa wants us to make a reception, you agree?” ask Yoga by looking at his wife.

“Re-reception?”

Yoga nodded his head. “Yes, our wedding reception. Papa thinks we've also had a few months of marriage, we haven't made a party. Papa wants to invite others and publish our marriage. How?” ask Yoga.

On the way home, Yoga had thought about this and he did not want to put it off again. The sooner it will be better because he is afraid that there will be another man who wants to approach his wife. His dealings with Galih alone, are still unfinished, and Yoga does not want Dinda to be approached again by the others.

“Itu—“ Dinda was silent for a while, she was thinking of something. However, it is not thinking of Galih as Yoga guesses now.

“Why?” tanya Yoga looked at his wife closely. In his mind Dinda was thinking about Galih.

“Queen, Maya. How are they the same?" dinda asked confusedly looking at her husband.

“You're afraid they're angry?”

“Iya.”

“We'll talk to them. He also said he liked me after we got married, right? As for Maya, I don't know anything. And I don't care about him. What I want now is that we live together without any secrets from others. You ever think about it, if it turns out we are happy to live together since before?" tanya Yoga who then found a nod of the head from the wife.

“Iya, anyway. But I'm afraid that they'll get mad.”

Yoga holds the wife's hand gently. “Do not be afraid. If they are angry, no one can blame fate. If we're together it's already a line from God for us, right? Not that you also know about it, soul mate, sustenance, and all things God has outlined for us. If our lives are like they are now, why? We don't admit that we're not doing this to ourselves?" yoga Face to Wife.

Yoga is not a man who is good at talking and can convince a woman, but he is sure if Dinda understands this point.

However, Dinda remained silent, not responding to the husband's remarks.

He held Dinda's hand and stared at her gently.

"I'm sorry, if all this didn't happen by force, maybe we could have been better in this relationship."

"But if we don't have to, is it possible that we could be just as we are today?" dinda asked who made Yoga look at her in disbelief.

A smile Yoga gave to his wife and nodded slowly.

"Let's go through the household like a household in general," asked Dinda.