
The wheelchair that Ezra was sitting in stopped right in front of Ditha.
"Ditha ..," called Ezra without looking behind him.
"Why?"
"Push my wheelchair" asked Ezra.
"Weight." Ditha Cuek.
"If you've never tried, don't ever say heavy."
"Partially why the hell aren't you renting a nurse? You are a rich man with a lot of wealth" said Ditha followed by a hand that holds the handle and began pushing Ezra's wheelchair.
"Nothing is suitable."
"Kayak nyari prospective wife, must be suitable."
They both enter the elevator to go to the second floor because, there is no way Ezra has to go through the escalator. When it was up Ditha again pushed Ezra's wheelchair until it stopped right in front of a game center in the mall there.
The corner of Ditha's lips curved perfectly when she saw many small children playing in the game area accompanied by her parents. Suddenly he remembered a photo in which he was with his parents, taking pictures in the game area. He was 1 year and 3 months old at the time.
"You wanna play there?" ezra asked while looking at Ditha.
Ditha immediately turned her gaze to Ezra. "No, the cave is just a kangen."
"Who's same kangen?"
"Same Dad."
"Sorry, don't bermak—"
"Neg, it's been a long time since he died."
An unkind Ezra tries to divert his chatter by getting Ditha to enter the center of the game. Ezra forced Ditha to obey him and Ditha finally wanted to be invited into the game area. Because, Ezra thinks the two of them here would like fun instead of melowan kayak Ditha felt earlier even though it does not look sad at least the story Ditha was enough to describe the mood of Ditha.
Not felt at nightfall both of them left the mall area before they both shop for some of their respective needs more precisely Ezra forced Ditha to shop as much as possible because, because, he did not want to waste time to the mall just for a walk just not shopping one. He's not that type if he's gone with Ezra whatever it is to go home with groceries. Ezra's car stops in front of Nek Yeyen's house. Before Ditha got out of the car, Ezra talked to Ditha first.
"Where's your phone?" pinta Ezra's.
"Make what?"
Ezra's hand looked up. "Udah, hurry here."
Ditha hesitantly gives her phone to Ezra. Before long Ezra returned Ditha's phone.
"I have to enter my phone number. If there is anything or need anything just contact me," said Ezra flat. Yet behind his flat speech that keeps a million attention hidden.
"Thanks yes. I owe a lot to Om and the Om family."
Don't you realize, Ditha? What should be owed to you is me because, I've made your grandmother an accident. Maybe, if it wasn't for me your grandmother would still be alive. Not in prison alone I am deeply indebted to your Grandmother, inwardly Ezra lamenting his guilt.
Ezra only responded with a smile.
Ditha got out of Ezra's car and Ditha's sight was diverted to a police line that was attached around the neighborhood. Because, his curiosity Ditha also approached one of the teenage neighbors who were there.
"Why, is there a police line, Ham?" ditha asked the teenage boy of Junior High.
"That's Bu Fitah's son, died because someone raped him and he was killed immediately to lose track of him."
"Nothing. Fitah's mother, again went to her brother's house. He said his son was still sleeping. Possibly early in the morning, the person just revealed that Ashar when Fatih's mother wanted to wake up her child had no reason so she went into her room eh found her son had died not wearing clothes. Still in the investigation the fact is how," explained the guy named Hameds.
"Astaghfirullah's. Very bad," said Ditha slowly.
"Lu will stay alone, be careful Tha. It could be a friend what your girlfriend is doing later."
Ditha looked at the cynical Hameds. "Amit-amit uh don't get, bay the way cave don't have a boyfriend time." After saying that Ditha returned home. He walked down his head imagining if the daughter of Mother Fitah was he himself how the fate of his Grandmother?
"Kok there's a police line?" ask Ezra from the car.
Ditha's eyebrows fused together. "Why, still here, Om?" Not to answer even the love of other questions, really Ezra did not like it.
"Jawab first if people ask."
"Oh .. There's a murder victim." Ditha did not explain in detail what the murder was, however, not Ezra's name if he did not suspect it. He could see Ditha's facial expression while answering her question.
He told his driver to find out the real facts about the cause of the murder there who knows it has to do with Ditha's facial expression. Soon the driver had returned and explained the details of the murder of a neighboring girl.
"If you don't feel safe living here alone, I'll pay the bodyguard 24 hours to look after your house."
Ditha who was down looked up her head and looked at Ezra. "No. .. no need. Wasting money."
"Now there are only two options, first I pay the bodyguard or the second you stay at Mamah's house" said Ezra.
Ditha.
"I won't mean you but, you have to remember now you're my responsibility. Even though our marriage is only religiously legal and not yet officially a state at least that includes my responsibilities as a husband."
Ditha did not answer him, he went straight into the house and closed the door. However, Ezra did not just leave, he still stayed in the car a few minutes to wait for Ditha's answer. Again Ezra saw the door of Ditha's house not long ago Ditha appeared from inside with a large bag that likely contained some of his needs. Ditha approached Ezra in the car after locking the door.
"Are you sure?" asked Ezra hesitatingly.
"Surely, I still want to live and age with my family in the future" Ditha replied after sitting on her butt in the seat next to Ezra.
Ezra smiled at her smile. "Kang, the road now," Ezra asked the driver who immediately agreed with the driver.
The dark blue sedan car had arrived at the gate of a fairly luxurious level house. Before entering the garage, the driver helped Ezra down while Ditha helped him hold his wheelchair to keep him from moving. The two began to enter the house when they arrived at the living room, both were greeted by Jessy.
"New home? Where the hell are you two?" ask Jessy at once.
"Don't start" said Ezra. Ezra raised his head upwards. "You want to shower directly into the guest room, just" he continued.
"His room's under ya, Ditha. Not on top of the problem, Ezra can not walk yet," explained Jessy.
What does it have to do with him? You mean later the cave room that sleeps? What the hell is it? inner Ditha.
"Dad. Where is M–Mamah?" ditha asked hesitantly as she said the word 'Mamah'.
"Not coming home yet, I think Mamah will be home tomorrow" Jessy replied.
Ditha nodded her head.
"I want to go to the kitchen first" said Ezra later, waltzing away so.
Ditha and Jessy split up in the living room because, Jessy wants to go with her college friends somewhere. Meanwhile, Ditha he wanted to clean himself up in the guest room.
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