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Chapter 103 Arya Wrong Strategy

“Reza, eat first. Don't go straight home.”, Inggit yells from the kitchen when Reza comes.

Arya called her this afternoon on the sidelines of a meeting to pick up Bianca and drive her home. The distance of Bianca's house from her house is far because Bianca's house is in the area around Arya's apartment.

Bianca is shocked when Dinda says that Reza will come to pick her up.

“You are still asking Arya dear or not to you. He's calling Reza to pick me up, Din. Very scared if I nginep here.”, said Bianca whispered to Dinda upstairs.

“Haha... kok, Bi.”, Dinda replied in an unconvinced tone because she had heard Arya's ultimatum earlier so as not to long.

Arya's frustration grew because now her mother even asked Reza to sit and eat at home.

‘Why use invited to eat everything. Know that I told Mr. Asep to deliver Bianca. So the longer, right.”, Aryan grumbled in the heart.

This man deliberately asked Reza to pick up his future wife so that the woman did not stay at home and make him sleep alone. Now, Inggit instead invites Reza to have dinner together where his dad will definitely have a long chat until he doesn't come home.

Arya knew very well because things like this had happened so often. Reza is Kuswan's best chattermate. Unlike Arya who casually stopped talking if she thought it was not important, Reza became a dream of middle-aged men like Kuswan. Reza was very polite and kept on watching them talking for hours.

Dinda immediately went downstairs to help Inggit prepare dinner, even though Bi Rumi was already working on it all.

“Saafin aunt yes, Reza did not come to your application. Aunty even just found out, you know if his future wife turned out to be his friend Dinda. The sign of the soul mate, yes.”, said Inggit while smiling cheerfully to let Reza sit down. As soon as he saw Bianca and Dinda go down, Inggit also floated his friendly smile at Reza's future wife.

“Din, please call Ibas same Andin above, yes. Where's Arya, done bathing?”, asked Inggit half-screaming because Dinda was on the stairs.

“Tadi ma, but received a call in the room, ma. Dinda mba call Andin same Ibas first, later new check mas Arya.”, Dinda who is already in the middle step up back to carry out the order Inggit. He walked down an upper room dominated by ceramic floors and white wall paint.

There is not much furniture on top so the effect is very wide. Dinda turned right. Straight from the direction of Dinda and Arya's room, there is a hallway that ends will go to the door of Ibas' room.

Tok tok tok tok

Dinda knocked on the door first.

“Iya..”, the answer from Ibas indicates the man invited Dinda to open the door.

Dinda opened the door but did not enter. He could see Ibas's super messy room. He is still loyal in front of the table with a complete PC ranging from two monitors, one CPU, one laptop and speakers at the top.

“Mama send it down. Dinner is ready.”

“Engga ah's.. Tell mama I will eat myself.”, said Ibas who still draped his headset on the neck.

“Say mama should. You see, there's Reza.”

“Tumben, why did Reza come here?”, asked Ibas.

“The future wife is my friend. He's playing here again. Trus mas Arya phone mas Reza to take her home.”

“Ahh Bianca did you say back then?”, Ibas asked to confirm.

When there were only two of them, Dinda and Ibas decided to use more casual language and call each other names. But, if there is anyone other than them, except Aryan mas, Ibas will call Dinda with the designation ‘mba’.

“Sana down. Oh my God, your room is a mess. You definitely haven't taken a shower.”

“Haha know aja. Yes - yes, five more minutes I'm down. Not sure about drama mama.”

Dinda smiled and closed the door again. Ibas is very similar to Aryan mas for his dealings with his mother.

From Ibas's room, Dinda again exited the hallway and turned to the right. There's another passageway that leads to Mrs Andin's room. There are two rooms there. Andin's room and another room for his children.

Previously, it was only one room, but because the child mbak Andin was practicing sleep alone, then Inggit asked the handyman to give the wall. Even so, there is still a connecting door between the two rooms that can be easily passed by the krucil if they are afraid to sleep alone.

Tok tok tok tok

Dinda knocked on the door with a heart.

“Mba Andin..”, call Dinda slowly. He was afraid that his voice might be heard by Andin's children, Rafa and Samawa.

“Iya din?”, unlike Ibas, Andin opens the door and welcomes Dinda's call.

“Mama put it down, mba. Have dinner. Coincidentally below again there is Reza.” mas, said Dinda.

“Reza? What wind is he in here? There's aunty Indah too?”, asked Andin again.

“Cuma Mas Reza. So today Bianca play here and here mas Arya phone mas Reza to take Bianca home because the car broke down and still in the workshop.”, Dinda must explain the same thing back.

Luckily there was no longer anyone he had to call so he did not need to explain once more.

“Hm.okay. Mba to the bottom. Oiya Din, how do we walk?”, asked Andin arrived - arrived.

“Oiya, mba. So forget. This week, how? I'm empty this week. Mas Arya kanya to Thailand.”

“Meeting again dia?”, Ask Andin.

“Hehe Yes.”

“Duh... pity this one kayak sister, left mulu with her husband. Ntar mba says Arya yes. If his wife is left behind constantly struck by others.”, said Andin.

“Haha...”, Dinda can only reply with her crisp laugh.

“Okee. Later mbaa titip Rafa same Sam to Mama.”

“Brought gapap also coke, mba.”

“Don't, trust me. They're more fussy than you think. Just went to bed after a two-hour fight. Yes, I changed my clothes first. The abis went down. Ibas is?”

“There was mba, I called.”

“Arya?”, ask Andin again.

“Oh mas Arya again receive her rich phone.”

“Hm. Keep busy. Yes udah.”

“Okee mba Andin.”, DInda said before leaving his sister-in-law's room.

According to Dinda, Mba Andin is a very friendly person. Dinda thought Andin was ugly and creepy. Remember Arya alone is cold as ice cubes. So, no wonder that Andin might as well be like that.

But, actually Andin is very supple. Maybe the person who had just met him first would judge him indifferent, but instead he was very engrossed. Unfortunately, due to still taking care of the divorce and the apartment, Dinda rarely met Andin.

“Where are you?”, asked Arya who appeared together with Dinda who had just come from Andin's room.

“Mas Arya why call mas Reza everything? If overnight, Bianca can stay here first.”

“This. He stayed here, kept you both huddled until morning and I was left sleeping alone?”

“So really that's the reason why Arya phone mas Reza?”, asked Dinda in a tone of disbelief.

“Mas Arya is already bucin, Din. Missing caresses dikit parno.” directly, whether using what style, Ibas suddenly appeared behind them undetected.

“Udah done with the book? Why not all nginep in the cave, you?”, said Arya sarcas to her younger brother.

“Din, next week watch again, yuk.”, instead of answering Arya's question, Ibas even catapulted Dinda to the road.

“Eh uh.. Don't take it - take someone's wife, go see it for yourself. Last time you invited Dinda to watch, I had to standby in front of the public toilet lady waiting for him, you know?”, Arya told Ibas.

“Ha? Said you weren't scared, Din?”, Tanya Ibas.

“Udah - already. That was the last time you could walk with Dinda. Already there, hunt find girlfriend.”, protest Arya.

“Next week I want to go the same way mbak Andin.”

“Loh you did not say - say Din?”, asked Arya protest.

“Lat's promise. Arya wants to go to Thailand, right?”

“Ya. time not permission first.”

“This, please permission. Can yes mas.”

“Pay.”, tagged Arya.

“Pay? What pake? Payment permit period. Besides I interned, the salary was small.”, this time, Dinda protested.

“For this time you paid bribes just use money.”, Arya replied casually.

As if understanding what Arya meant, Dinda instantly stuffed the man's mouth with her hand out of fear that Ibas knew. Unfortunately late, the Ibas antenna connection is higher than most people so he knows what Arya means.

“Yaelah. The door was locked, yes. Not rich the other day. You are poisoning this sacred mind, you know?”, Ibas immediately left the couple before he became more polluted.

“That's Aryan mas, so shame the same Ibas.”

“Ngapain shame. We are doing something illegal. He's the one who plays in people's room.”

Their debate finally ended as Inggit shouted from below. Arya and Dinda went down a few steps behind Ibas. Andin also followed from behind. She did not bring her two children as they had just fallen asleep after a long debate.

“Hai Bas, How are you? Already finished his lecture?”, asked Reza as soon as he saw Ibas.

“Had you already, the graduation is just a minute away.”, replied Ibas while taking a seat next to Dinda. He was confused to choose a seat. When he saw Dinda take his place, Ibas sat next to him regardless of Arya.

Arya finally patted Ibas on the shoulder asking him to step aside. Ibas immediately raised his annoyed gaze.

“Had to stick. In the room, tar is also. Possessive, really. Din, be careful. Mas Arya if already possessive can slam goods, loh. Let alone goods, people just slammed.”, concluded Ibas sekhenya. Finally he chose a seat next to Andin.

Ibas strongly avoids sitting next to his father or mother. He's tired of being a month - a long monthly piece of advice that makes his ears hot.

“Wah.. mas Arya is that possessive now? No wonder anyway, the application time yesterday alone, lost somewhere with Dinda.”, said Reza also commented.

“Eh.. Is that right, Za? Where are you taking Dinda, Arya?”, asked Inggit with a smile - a smile.

Arya did not answer. He chose to tell Dinda the side dish he wanted because his wife was eating it.

“So, when is her wedding, Reza. Aunt forgot.”, Inggit said as he picked up some tissue and put it on the middle table.

“Two weeks aunty. Next week may have started taking a leave of absence.”, replied Reza.

“Where do you work?”, Inggit keeps asking Reza questions.

Bianca just quietly listened because this is the first time she interacted with the Aryan family that in fact she had never known before if not for Dinda.

“Bianca one campus yes the same Dinda. The soul mate is not where, yes.”, said Inggit again.

He was the busiest to go back and chat from now on. While Kuswan just chimed a little - a little.

Ibas only became an observer, while Andin was grateful not to be a chatter because the complicated life flow for him was very tiring.

Dinda and Arya are in different zones. They are self-absorbed. Sometimes Dinda explained the talk - Inggit's talk to Bianca for his friend to connect. Because they have not met often, Bianca is certainly not familiar with their extended family.

But, every time Dinda turned her head towards Bianca, before long Arya must have something that made her attract Dinda's focus.

“This week you are walking with mbak Andin?”, this is already a question to so from Arya.

“Iya, don't know the clock yet. I just had the appointment, mas.”

“Mas Arya departs for Thailand on what time flight? Go alone with Asep sir, right?”, Tanya Dinda.

“Loh, that's it. You do not want to deliver?”, said Arya on the sidelines.

“Usually also never delivered.”, replied Dinda plain.

“So you prefer to go with Andien?”

“Ih.. why so the conclusion?.”

Although faint, Andien knew what his younger brother was talking about. Andien poked Ibas and pointed at Arya and shook his head.

“Since when was she so?”, Ask Andien.

“Since he got what he wanted. Mas Arya even forbade me to bring Mba Dinda the way. He wants to control his own wife.”, explained Ibas.

“Emang mas you usually do, yes?”, asked Andien again to his youngest sister, Ibas.

“According to mba aja. Strange the hell he was lately.”

Everyone was busy with their conversation. That night became the most crowded dinner after a long time at the house of Inggit. Kuswan also looks happy to talk to Reza.

Arya, the man snorted resentfully regretting his decision to call Reza to pick up Bianca. Instead of going home faster, Reza and Bianca even longer stay at home.

Arya doesn't matter if they stay. But what annoyed him was, Inggit who told him to come chat in the living room. Throughout the conversation, Arya just kept quiet and looked at his wife who was still talking warmly with others and ignored him.