Childfree
Chapter 3

It has been almost half an hour that the car driven directly by Dilla drove through the streets of the capital along with millions of other vehicles. And all that time in the car there was silence, without a word coming out of the lips of the two.

"Ehemmm, uh,"

Suddenly Siska cleared her throat, either because her throat was itchy or because there was another reason, Dilla herself did not know and did not care at all.

"Damn the Dilla, even diem aja," Siska's mind cursed the woman next to him now.

"Dil." Siska immediately turned to look at Dilla who still seemed focused on the road in front of her at this time.

Dilla who heard his name was mentioned immediately turned to the source of the sound. "What's up, Sis?"

"Gue can you ask for help?" he asked with hesitation.

Of course, making Dilla immediately frown he did not understand the intent of Siska's speech just now. Why the hell people do not go straight to the point just want anything, do not use a stale base.

Tinnn ....

"Geez!"

Siska was surprised not to play when suddenly Dilla clakkson his car, either because there is something in front of him or in response to his request just now.

"Eh, sorry, sorry. Suddenly there was someone who wanted to cross that aja," regretted Dilla who immediately turned a glance towards Siska before then turned her eyes back to the streets in front of her now. "what did you mean to ask for help, huh?"

Siska who from earlier stroked his chest immediately put away his hand, he turned to look at Dilla. "No work for my husband? What kind of cake does that work?"

"Mr ...." Dilla thought for a moment, guessing whether he still needed an employee at his boutique or not. A few moments later he shook his head, "sorry, but it seems like there is no deh, everything is still complete and there are no plans to add more employees," Dilla shook her head slowly.

Hearing the answer that came out of Dilla's mouth just now certainly made Siska immediately disappointed, it could not be hidden from the change in the look of her face that was so clearly visible. "Emc ... That, huh? Yes, that's it,"

Dilla paused for a moment, thinking of something else she could do to help her friend, "But I'll try asking the same Mas Bagas, yes. Who knows, he has a vacancy.

The look on Siska's face changed again, although there was no definitive answer, at least Dilla's words just became a breath of fresh air for her, there was still a possibility that her husband could work.

Siska nodded her head slowly, coupled with a thin smile that adorned her lips. Before then he again threw a glance out the window, leaning his body on the back of the chair. His hand was immediately stretched out to touch his stomach that was still flat, in the elus-elus the stomach was accompanied by a rough sigh.

Dilla herself just kept quiet without any intention to comment on the life of this friend, just that he further increased the speed of his car so that it can get to the destination faster.

After a few minutes of driving, finally the car driven by both arrived at Siska's house. Siska herself immediately removed the seat belt that was binding on her body, while Dilla just stayed in her seat.

"Almost first, Dil," invited Siska who had finally finished removing her seatbelt.

"Let's dong Dil, not every day either. Rarely do you come to my house, do you never even come in?" terbak Siska, because as she remembered Dilla never set foot in her house, every time Dilla drove her home, Dilla immediately tancap gass after she came down after refusing an invitation from him.

Dilla herself was quite surprised, maybe what Siska said was true. Because he himself does not remember himself ever stopping by the house of Siska.

Aye! Never at all!

"Come on!" invite Siska again with more force, even he gave a sharp look at his friend.

While Dilla herself was craved for a moment, thinking whether she really needed to stop by Siska's house or not. "No papa yes, only occasionally doang too," inner Dilla.

Dilla nodded her head. "Yes, I stopped by." Without waiting any longer, Dilla immediately released the seat belt wrapped around her body.

Hearing Dilla who agreed, of course, made Siska immediately smile happily. "Well ... That's it, dong."

Dilla put her feet behind Siska's body, until suddenly her footsteps stopped. He looked at the building in front of him, the actual building was not too big, for some reason it was too unreasonable for him to make a home.

In fact, from the outside, he can already see the contents of the house Siska, of course, must be a narrow house, which can certainly inhibit activity. Much different from his house which is spelled out so wide, making anyone feel comfortable living in it.

Siska who realized Dilla was no longer following her footsteps immediately turned to her door. Sure enough, his conjecture was not at all wrong, he saw Dilla standing still with a distance of approximately three meters from him. I don't know what the woman thought when she looked at her house like that. "Dil, come!"

Aware of Siska's voice just now, made Dilla instantly aware of her daydream. "Oh, yes." He moved his feet quickly towards Siska.

Czech ...

Siska opened the door, allowing Dilla to enter following her footsteps. Sure enough, everything was not much different from what Dilla had just thought, just entered he was faced with the living room that was right in front of the door. The living room is so mini he thinks.

"Sit down, Dil. I'll make you a drink first,"

This is the style of speech of his friends who sometimes speak slang, but a few moments later immediately changed.

"Oh, yes." Dilla immediately sat her ass on the sofa that was not soft at all on her buttocks.

Actually, Dilla herself was quite worried because she was afraid that suddenly her sofa would break. He spread his eyes all over the room, nothing interesting, everything looked the same.

Huh ... Just a few minutes Dilla had felt the heat on her body, for a moment her brain immediately thought how Siska could stand living in this place for many years.

Dilla fanned her face with her hands. "Crazy! They have always felt at home like living in hell like a gini." his mind is completely inexhaustible. Maybe Siska and her family deserve to get the human predicate with a high level of patience.

"Dill "