Dimas Waiting
Testamentary

Before dying papa Viola had written a will that contained the house occupied by papa and his mother now belongs to aunt Irna. Aunt Irna is the sister of a father who now lives in Germany.

Then the rice fields in the village also belong to aunt Irna. While the fields in the village have been forgiven papa Viola, after both parents died. It was according to his parents' request before he died.

The printing company is owned by papa Viola. The printing company was bequeathed his papa to Viola's only son. The one managing the business was left to Dimas, while Viola was just watching.

The house that Viola occupied now was her papa mama's house. If her mother's father had died, then the house would have fallen into Viola's hands.

That's the contents of papa's will that mom showed to Viola and Dimas.

It's been a week since Viola and Dimas have been living in your mom's house since her papa died.

Today they went home.

After Nauval went to bed, Dimas and Viola went to the living room to watch TV.

"Vi, we have to find a home for where we live. Let Mama come back to this house." Dimas asked his wife for an opinion.

"Why do we have to find a new home, should we not live with mama here, after all mama is now alone." Viola survived not wanting to move.

"I want to be independent Vi. I want to buy our own house out of my own sweat, and I'm sure you'll agree." Dimas replied.

"Can you buy me a house this good. Big and fancy." Viola asked Dimas.

"I'll buy a house to the best of my ability. I can only buy a small house now. If there is sustenance later, we buy a bigger one, baby." said Dimas while persuading Viola.

"I want a big house this good." Viola went into the room.

Dimas followed Viola from behind. Arriving in bed, Dimas begins to persuade Viola.

"Vi. I also worked in a printing press not long ago. Means my money is still a little, so for now I can buy a small house first. What matters is that we calm down. Instead of buying a large and expensive house, but the money is minjam. Lastly we are not calm because we are being chased by debt" Dimas said gently.

Finally Viola agreed on what Dimas said. On second thought, it turned out to be true what Dimas said.

"I'm sorry Mas, I'm too imposing my will" Viola said as he clasped Dimas' hand.

"Nothing Vi. I'm sorry about you for not being able to buy you a big and nice house" Dimas replied with a smile.

"What matters most now is that you love me. That's more important than anything" Viola said again.

"From then until now I love and love you. But you've never loved me." Dimas replied, mocking Viola.

Viola only smiled shyly at Dimas's words.

The Next Day.

As usual Viola prepared breakfast for Dimas. After cooking, Viola immediately called out to Dimas. It looks like Dimas is engrossed in seeing his phone.

"Mas. What are you looking at again?" ask Viola on Dimas.

"Here I look at the house to sell. We'll see there." take Dimas to Viola.

Then they looked in his house, and also outside his house. Viola didn't comment. Dimas was confused to see it.

Actually Viola agreed not yes with the house we just saw, the inner Dimas in the heart.

After reaching home, Dimas immediately asked Viola about the house he had just seen.

"Where was Vi's house, what was it?" asked Dimas after they arrived at his house.

"The house is small, the yard is also narrow. I disagree with the house." replied Viola.

"And I told you from the beginning, we bought a house to the best of our ability. It's a lot of pretty, big houses, but we don't have enough money to buy them." Dimas explained while having a little emotion.

"I told you too. If we can't afford a big house yet, we better stay with mom." Viola's tone is higher.

Then Viola walked to the back leaving Dimas in the living room. Just a few steps, Viola's hand was drawn Dimas.

"I'm not done talking. Don't go yet. Let's solve this problem first." Dimas' tone is a little higher.

Viola immediately sat back down and his eyes looked at the TV, his face pouting.

"Now this is all. If you don't want a small house, it means you don't want to live with me. The name of the wife, must follow the husband both difficult and happy. Big house if the name hitchhiker for what. It is better to have a small house but your own home. We already have our own family. Me, you and Nauval." Dimas explained at length to Viola.

The next day, Viola's mother came to their house because of Nauval's kangen. Viola also told Dimas' wishes to his mother. Then her mother advised her.

After Viola's mother advised her son, Viola finally wanted to move in the house that Dimas bought even though the house was small.

"Your mother has no intention of driving you out of this house. Mama would rather you stay here. But if Dimas wants to be more independent, it's good that he's responsible for his wife's child. A wife follows her husband where he goes. Difficult to happy husband, hard to happy wife too. So both of them have to feel." that's my mother's advice to Viola.

A week later, Dimas and Viola move into a new house.

Dimas was busy moving the furniture, while Viola arranged where the furniture was placed. The afternoon was finished, everything was done.

While bi Ijah was busy taking care of Nauval. Bi Ijah will live with Dimas and Viola because Viola will often go to the printing press according to the contents of papa's will.

"Dear Capek" said Dimas, seeing Viola sitting limp on his porch.

"Capek a little Mas." replied Viola while drinking water.

"Already, the night I owned ya." Dimas pulled Viola's hand to take a shower.

"What the hell, tugging people's hands" said Viola following Dimas into the room.

"Look we take a shower." Dimas invited me into the bathroom.

Then Viola entered the bathroom and took a shower. After finishing the change Dimas also took a shower.

Done magrib Dimas and Viola was sitting on the porch of his house to see people passing by. It turns out that in the complex was the butterfly. They rebuked each other at everyone he saw. Viola was very grateful, although the house was small but the environment was comfortable and away from the crowd. People who pass by are just people who live nearby.