Chick Intern And Duda Cool
Chapter 34 Does He Still Love His Ex-Wife?
“Pak Cecep go where? How to take the left?”, asked Dinda.
Today Mr. Cecep took her because Arya was sick. They just walked out of the office about five minutes ago. However, Dinda is confused why Mr. Cecep took the left lane. To get home, he should have taken the right.
“Oiya sorry, I forgot. Den Arya asked the Father to stop at his apartment first. There are items that ask to be taken, he said.”
“What stuff, sir?”, asked Dinda curiously.
“Same box brown color bag, Neng.”, reply pack Cecep.
“Box? What box sir?”, asked Dinda still curious.
“Waduh, I don't know neng. Den Arya just a message asking to be taken.Supposedly, you take after taking neng to the office. But, I forgot and have asked Buk Inggit to another place.”
“Oh...”, Dinda just nodded.
It does not take long to arrive at the Arya apartment because the location is quite strategic. Stay in the toll and exit about 5 minutes have arrived at the Mall area that blends with the apartment owned by Arya. Dinda's been here before, even if it's only been dropped off in the parking lot.
“For a while, Mr and above take the title first.”, said Mr. Cecep.
“Pak, can I come with ga? I am afraid here alone.”, said Dinda.
“Ohiya, gapapa neng.”, replied Mr. Cecep.
Dinda came upstairs too. He was still a little afraid to walk alone in the hallways like the apartment area. Dinda still remembers the incident at the hotel the other day.
Arya's apartment is on the 15th floor. There are a total of 20 floors in this apartment, not including the lobby and basement and rooftop. The most expensive part is from the 17th to 20th floor.
While Arya apartments are in the middle category. However, the medium price is actually expensive.
From the 17th to 20th floor there are only 2 apartments, so it is very spacious. As for the category of Apartments owned by Arya, namely the 15th and 16th floors, there are 4 apartments. In fact, he bought 2 apartments in one floor and renovated them into one.
Chequek. Mr. Cecep opened the apartment using the access card that had been given by Arya this morning.
‘Wah. First time I entered the apartment.’
Dinda looked out in all directions. Many spaces are made open and only separated by a bulkhead. Such as the living room, kitchen, workspace, and mini bar. The rest looks like a bathroom, and 2 rooms.
There is a hallway that might connect with the other apartment, but Dinda did not dare to go there without the owner. Mr. Cecep also went straight into the main room.
Dinda noticed a fairly large photo inside the main bed entered by Mr. Cecep. Although Dinda did not come in, but she could still see it clearly.
‘Marriage photo of Mr. Arya with his ex-wife.’, Dinda said in her heart.
‘Although it's been three years divorced, the photo is still plastered there.’ Dinda could see clearly as Cecep turned on the second, brighter light in the room.
“Cantik.”, that's the first word out of Dinda's mouth when she saw the reflection of the photo's shadow from the big mirror. Yes, Dinda saw the photo from the reflection of a large mirror in the room.
‘Photos alone he still display neatly as usual. Moreover, his heart.’, Dinda's inner voice sounded sliced. His face changed.
‘What am I worried about? Mr. Arya is my husband, but our relationship is not the same as his relationship with his ex-wife. They married for love.
Deserve Dinda felt strange as she circulated her gaze to the entire side of the apartment. The layout, the items, and the nuances that he felt in this apartment were not like a man who lived alone. But a couple of husband and wife.
In the corner of the kitchen, Dinda could see a few cups of the couple. Near the living room, there is a coat hanger and there is still hanging two coat. Coat light brown and black. Black is definitely Aryan's, and light brown must be his ex-wife's. Dinda makes assumptions - her own assumptions every time she finds something in the Aryan apartment section.
Ten minutes later, Mr. Cecep came out with a 30 x 30 box and a brown bag. Inwardly, Dinda could not help but hold back her curiosity about the box and the bag. But, he restrained and undoed his intention to check the contents.
Before long, they immediately got off the floor of Arya Apartment. In the lobby, Dinda runs into a woman. The feeling of being unfamiliar continued to be thought of by him. At first, Dinda did not realize the sense of foreignness. Arriving in the car, he realized that the woman he saw was exactly like the photo in Mr. Arya's room. Sarah.
‘Did she live in an apartment near here too?’, asked Dinda inwardly.
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“Arya, you have no weekend plans what is the same as Dinda?”, asked Inggit to Arya.
They were gathered at the dinner table this morning. Complete formation. There was Ibas, Andin and his two sons.
“Din, where do you usually shop? Maybe when - when we shop with yuk. Mba is busy with mba. So, never chat and play with you.”, Andin smiled.
Yes, Andin is always busy with various household problems that he is facing. Since Dinda officially became part of their family, Andin has not even gone to the road with Dinda.
Dinda smiled, “By a bang, mba. I'm very happy to be able to go with mba Andin.”
“Oke, maybe next week, we try to set the time, yes.”, Andin's proposal which was then nodded by Dinda.
“Now you can't reason anymore. Buruan dipake, it would be a pity if the hunt expires, Arya”, added Inggit again.
“Ma, but right sir. hmm mas Arya just recovered from illness, can not be for direct holiday.”, concluded Dinda.
“That's exactly Dinda, she's sick from stress. Most work, ambitious is not clear, diligent work can be, but do not diforsir.”, Inggit suddenly gives advice.
“Arya, so when do you want to go with Dinda?”, asked Inggit again.
“So, when dear we want to leave?”, said Arya with her ignorant face and tone.
‘Ih.. what - what are the Father - the father of this one, why arrived - suddenly the mood became strange?’, Dinda immediately goosebumps to hear the speech out of Arya?
“Nah. Often - often call dear.”, Inggit immediately excited.
“So, when is Din? Asked by her husband.”, Andin also pumped.
“Ehm.. When yes... Hem...”, Dinda is confused how to behave. All eyes were on him.
“Okay, next week, how? You take your leave, and then go on vacation. Yea? Want ya baby?”, woo Inggit instead of playing make Dinda so unwell.
“Start again mama. Indeed the drama queen, mama when she was young acting champion, yes?”, Ibas who from earlier only went with the flow, began to comment.
Andin and Arya also looked at the sign of agreement. They've memorized it in their mama style.
“Yes, next week will be leaving. I want a gym today. I'm leaving yes, ma.”, Arya pampit.
He ran upstairs to get his gym bag.
“I say yes, dear.”, Arya kisses Dinda's cheeks and head with a friendly.
“Uhuyyy.. which is again friendly - friendly.”, Ibas cheered loudly before finally being thrown crackers by his papa.
“Do not digituin.”, said Kuswan angrily at Ibas.
“Ih the papa is not exciting.”, against Ibas.
Dinda could only chuckle awkwardly receiving the unusual treatment from Arya. Previously, he had always cared for Dinda when she was at the dinner table or was close to her family. But there was never any physical contact.
‘What does that mean? Did yesterday's pain affect his brain, huh?’, Dinda is still confused.
“Arya that if gini weekend is often to the gym. Sometimes he plays tennis. Usually we just go home in the afternoon. The power of his busyness lately makes him so rarely gym again.”, said Inggit to Dinda.
“Din, here break. Mama wants to talk.”, Inggit led Dinda to the kitchen because she wanted to talk something secret and sensitive.
“Sorry yes, mama interfered. Maklumin yes dear. You're the same Aryan…. Udah...?”, Inggit can not feel ask him. As a result he only showed with hand gestures only.
“What is ma?”, asked Dinda confused.
“It.. when you don't know.”, said Inggit still trying to give the code with a hand gesture.
“That's what ma? Sorry, Dinda did not understand.”, Dinda scratched - scratched her head that does not itch.
“Aduhh... You and Arya have slept together yet?”, asked Inggit directly because he had lost the idea to ask.
“Hah? Every sleep mallem is in that room. Yeah. always together. Unless Mr. Arya is busy.”, Dinda replied innocently.
“Huft. It...have not?”, Inggit finally typed that sensitive word on his phone and showed it to Dinda.
As a result, Dinda's face was immediately red.
“Ah.. Mamma.. Ih..Um.. Ahem.. Uhuk uhuk.”, Dinda immediately misbehaved.
“Buk, Buk Inggit called Mr.”, suddenly Bi Rumi came as if saving Dinda.
I don't want to have to go.
“Let's continue again yes, Din”, Inggit said before leaving.
‘Lanjul what? Mama is very strange. Rich times are asked - ask anyway.’, thought Dinda frustrated in the heart.
Dinda thought about it again. He still holds to his principles. He will not give up the most precious thing in her before he can see Aryan's commitment and seriousness to their marriage. It won't.
He did not want to experience the same thing with his mother. Abandoned and thrown away like trash by his own father.