
Dinia woke up in the middle of the night. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom. Once back, Dinia peeked at Taran who was still sleeping with the blanket that became the base.
"Kasian him. Dinia pulled out her own blanket and enveloped Taran using that thing. Crouching Dinia in front of Taran. He looked at the man's face. As her hand stretched out, Dinia's heart pounded.
"You are very affectionate Taran. I think men are the most terrifying creatures. But you're not that." One gentle swipe landed on Taran's forehead.
Dinia's eyes changed. He remembered what Taran told him. "You're wrong, Taran? All anai deserve to be happy." The woman wakes up. As he stepped, his legs were entangled in blankets until they fell over Taran.
Hit by Dinia's tall body even though slim still feels heavy. Taran even dreamed like a chased big rock.
"What are you doing?" Taran wakes up with a painful arm.
"sorry. I didn't know it would fall. Forgive me, will you?" Dinia knelt in front of the man.
Just this time Taran saw the sorry face of Dinia. "What's wrong. Next time be careful. Falling onto that floor could make you hurt."
Dinia. He went up to the bed again with an embarrassed face. That night they should sleep peacefully. The alarm sounded a sign of danger. Dinia is back up. Taran is standing by the door. Notification that the perpetrators of the rebellion fled to the area was gripping.
"When he enters this room how?" Dinia looks panicked.
"I can defend myself. All the staff in the Kenan family should have that" Taran explained.
Dinia called. "You're here. Don't go far. If suddenly the person opens the door and jumps here danger" complained Dinia.
"If they come, let me pass first, Dinia." Taran was astonished by the way Dinia thought.
"Window! They can get through the balcony there."
"Are they spider-men?"
"I see a lot of movies like that." Dinia said annoyed.
Taran turned the eyeball. Compared to them arguing and making matters worse, Taran better follow what Dinia wants.
They sit on the side of the bed. Dinia held Taran's arm tightly. Lights are turned off for safety so that the perpetrator's wiggle room can be narrowed.
"How long will this be?" Dinia is impatient.
"Let me go out to help."
"Be responsible husband, Taran. You're your wife here alone?" dinia's Omel.
"She wanted a quick jam."
"It's not how it works."
There was gunfire. Dinia. He hugged Taran tightly. "I'm scared, Taran. Anyway you don't go. I'll be good. I don't want to die today." Dinia was crying.
"Why are you so scared. Last one was about to tidy up, even you relax."
Dinia's face turned irritated again. "I was just pretending."
Taran nodded. However, humans can get tired too. They both fell asleep. Dinia sleeps in Taran's arms. Taran's back rests on the headboard of the bed.
Taran's gentle pat on Dinia's arm made the woman even more comfortable. Even the phone that rang did not make the two of them aware of the dream.
The sunlight enters through the curtains. Taran's eyelids started moving. Upon returning to reality Taran was shocked. He was already lying face to face with Dinia. The woman's hand tightly hugged Taran's waist.
Slowly Taran went down and opened Dinia's arm. If she wakes up, she will blame Taran. Unfortunately, Dinia's eyes opened just like a corpse that rose suddenly. Taran was shocked to scream.
"Why do you sleep here?" dinia Tegur.
"You forgot that last night asked me to be with you? Why are you even sleeping?" Taran doesn't want to be blamed himself.
"Why are you angry? Your job is to protect me. Going to sleep again? What if the robber keeps coming in here and why me?" Dinia stood up and went to the bathroom.
Taran rubbed his chest. He's feeling calm. At least Dinia didn't hit him back then.
"So first. Ental Ian is ugly. No! Ian is not ugly. Gateng slalu." Ditrian rubbed his hair.
"Do you want to prepare warm water?"
"OKAY. Ian wants a duck madi. Tulus cabun banak-banak. Ian cimutin cabun body huh?" pinta Ditrian pointed the feet up to the head.
"You every shower must be like that."
Ditrian. "Mama bulum poang? Sincere girlfriend. Make Ian's gold."
"Maybe you mean Mr. Ditrian is anxious?"
"Yes. Wha. Ian kamal first. Mo tepon mama." Ditrian always knew how to contact his mother. Long press number one. Number two is Taran.
"Miss, long balapa dedek make?"
Of course being questioned as soon as making his servant blush. "It should have been last night."
"Night? Ian pagil Brother huh?" titah Didrian.
"Why is that, sir?"
"Mama makes adek," said Ditrian while grinning.
Nine o'clock in the morning Dinia just got home. Ditrian immediately welcomed in front of the door. The boy smiled with happiness. "Mama, where?"
"What's? Sorry, Mama did not bring souvenirs," replied Dinia. He's been wearing clothes before because he asked the hotel clerk for laundry.
"What no. Grandpa baby? Papa gedong?" Ditrian is looking for Taran, but the man is not there.
"Where's the baby coming from? Do you think you can bring a baby? There must be a rule, son," explained Dinia.
"Papa Mama sucks. Long pegi, dedek not be!" omelette Didrian. So upset he went straight away.
Sanchez was coming soon. "Is Miss okay? Hearing the report from Taran made me worry."
"What's wrong?"
"There is information about the missing child" Sanchez said.
"We'll just go to my room." Dinaia brought the man in. I went to his playroom.
Dinia sat in an office chair. He with Sanchez was only blocked by one table. "This woman, Pablo Rubey's mistress."
"She's beautiful. Why would you want to be with that disgusting guy?" ask Dinia wonder.
Sanchez coughed. "Miss, love is sometimes inferior to reality."
"yes too. Must be the money. So he and his father are the same. Descendants can't easily turn to a neighbor's child." Dinia chuckles.
"This woman is pregnant. Pablo's son's probably."
"So father and son also have babies out of wedlock. Then he said to me. Very polite Rubey family." Dinia clapped.
"The babies have not been found. Pablo Rubey would never let his son live. While Gustavo, the woman who had been teased by the baby went to Emertown. I explore a place there. The baby changed hands. And the last man to guard brings it to New Green."
Dinia was silent for a long time. "Don't Taran come from there? How old is Taran now?"
"Twenty-five." Sanchez remembered.
They look at each other. "Where is it possible." Dinia chuckles.
"Taran's not his father's son, is he?"