GRINNED
CHAPTER 63: The Rules of Mommy
Dinda who heard that Layla and Shaffa asked her into the music room, was dumbstruck. My husband's brothers are just there. What sich they planned ....
Dinda continued her usual activities. Then dry his hair, which must now be wet again. Because of the charm that Zaidan always presents, in longing the soul will be a gentle touch of love. It is halal. Tell me what .. enjoy it happily.😊😊
This, if continued, enjoy your own happiness. How adorable little daughter is. Cook must rush to have a sister. It feels selfish dech ....
Although now Hayana Mardhiata Finnufus is much different, from the first moment I met her. The shadow of fear and sadness was no longer visible, from the aura of his face. He's been more cheerful. Though the fear of new people still seems. But it is natural to happen to anyone, let alone a child.
I'll talk to his father later. Especially when it was time for school. Gathering with friends his age. To play and develop yourself reasonably.
Nach .. the guy you want to talk to about his daughter. Not even out of the bathroom. Kacian .. I have a wish, but can not reveal. I wait for you with my anger full of love. His anger is for you, his love is not for you but for your daughter. Dinda's eyes glanced towards the bathroom door that had not yet opened.
Kolkhi .... Finally out too. Dinda looked away. Staring at the clear glass in front of him. Resisting the desire of the lips to support a smile.
Zaidan, who had just come out of the bathroom, looked at her, glittering, with Dinda's mannerisms. He who could not stand still, in the chair of the dressing table.
His eyes were black, with perfect eyebrows, and dimples. Her pure white skin is always protected. He always wanted to embrace her. Especially at this time, Dinda did not hesitate to greet him with love.
I was light when I first knew him. How shameful you are to be touched by others. Until you let your heart go to wait for the real priest. Luckily I was able to open the door of your love with a real prayer.
Now that it has opened, you show the garden of your loving heart to my daughter. And there is no love for me. Ach ... filler of my heart's niche. Why are you not as stupid now. But I like ....
Could it be because of my shameless presence, with all love. Until you are open to accepting me for who I am.
He approached her, though,
"What's up, honey."
Dinda let go of Zaidan's hand that touched his shoulder.
"Don't tell me if you want to."
Zaidan laughed, though,
"Yes .. yes .. my wife. Not at this time."
He kept his hold on Dinda's shoulders and enjoyed the fragrant hue, which began to dry up. Makes Dinda a little uncomfortable. Reversing looked at her husband, with a slightly irritated face.
"Layla and Shaffa are waiting for Mas."
"Then, why are you so confused and angry?"
"I'm just thinking about it."
"Fear of being bullied again yes .. forgive my brothers and sisters. Just bring happy."
"Not that, it's about our daughter."
"What's wrong with him?"
"It's time to go to school."
"Yes, I understand. And already registered. Only now use the online system. Yes .... take it easy.
Is not there a good teacher now and always pay attention to it."
"Yes .. I'm relieved that I've thought about it."
"Then don't you think of yourself."
"About?"
"Don't you want to have a reception for our wedding. Is there a sister waiting for this."
Touching his wife's stomach. Then force Dinda to stand up so that she can embrace her body freely.
"Thank you, Mum. I've been waiting for it for a long time. So that I don't hesitate to walk beside you. Especially in front of the officers in your office."
Zaidan just smiled looking at his wife's spoiled attitude.
" We understand your wishes. Sorry, I haven't told you this story. If I leave that to Layla and Aris."
"Then. Do we ... do not regulate the presence of Anya's sister. I'm afraid I'll be less able to give her affection."
"Mas trusts you. I'm sure you can give him the same affection."
Dinda let herself in Zaidan's arms. Who hugged him with affection without desire. There was a sense of comfort that he was trying to absorb.
"Let's wear your veil, Layla and Shaffa are waiting."
"All right ..."
He grabbed the veil he had prepared. Grabbing Zaidan's open hand greeted him. Clenching her tightly, she walked over to meet Shaffa and Layla. Who had been waiting for a long time in the music room.
Ehheemmm .. uhheeemmm ....
Shaffa glanced at Layla, as Zaidan's sister approached them, holding Dinda in a friendly manner.
"Kabuuurrrr ..., Layla's sister."
"Mas, shame ... seen your sister !"
"Leave it ."
Dinda pulled her hand from Zaidan's. Down, ashamed yourself.
"Shaffa, this is my sister-in-law here. What do you want, say the same brother-in-law. Don't even run away."
With a big laugh Shaffa grabbed Dinda's hand and sat her on the chair. And shook his hand, toward Zaidan.
"Huusss .. hhuusss .. Brother Zaidan there first, can't be near."
"Well, let's play the piano."
Zaidan grabbed his daughter in his lap. Because before he came, Anya had been busy herself with the piano that was there. Although his hands are small, but already able to sound the keys well.
Hemmm ... let alone what they planned. Dinda tried to understand, what they were talking about.
He attentively listened to the explanations of his brothers-in-law.
"Sister, it's about sister's wedding reception plans ...."
Long-drawn Shaffa and Layla explain their wedding reception procession plans. From places, clothes, invitations, makeup, customs used, photographers, to the cuisine menu. But unable to attract the attention of Dinda, who was already fascinated by the piano game Zaidannya brother.
The sound of the piano, played by Anya and her father, had damaged Dinda's concentration. The rhythm is more interesting to his attention and hearing. Her eyes did not blink, looking at her husband and daughter, who were playing the piano.
Several times Shaffa had to wave his hands, in front of Dinda's eyes. To decide the direction of his sister-in-law's view. But it didn't work
As a result, until Layla's words ended, nothing stuck in Dinda's head in the least.
"Sir Dinda, you know what?"
"As far as you. Brother come along."
Layla and Shaffa were so eager to get everything ready, only a head bobble. Watching Zaidan's brother and sister-in-law.
"Sir Zaidan can stop for a moment. It's about you both." Layla said as she approached the piano table.
Zaidan stopped his game. Watching his sisters.
"Gini Brother, from now on you split first. Agree disagree must be submissive." said Layla softly.
"If you don't want to recede, I said to mami.This is the rule of mami." Shaffa speaks fiery once, spirit 45.
Glacier ....
Zaidan sat down with sweetness, as the name of mami is called.
Layla is better able to control herself not to laugh in front of Zaidan or his sister-in-law. But Shaffa got out of the room, seeing Zaidan's attitude. He could no longer hold back his laughter.
"See, you guys don't play around. What's the relationship with the reception."
"Sister asked mami himself, mene ketehe .." said Shaffa lightly.
"The word mami is a pingitan tradition" Layla explained.
"That's right for the unmarried" Zaidan said in self-defense.
"We are now officially ..."
"Mau .. is not .." Layla said.
"No!."
Short, dense and thick.
"Zaiden ..."
Ternyada Haydi was already present there, without them noticing.
Zaidan turned his head and lowered his head.
"Mi ... time must be anyway?"
"No need. But let Dinda be able to feel the times waiting like a girl as natural. No need from now on. 3 Days before the reception. How's it?"
Zaidan glanced at Dinda, who was still fixated. Witnessing the scene, which is considered a drama from the Zaidan family.
Dinda nodded. According to parents what is wrong if things are trivial. Rather than arguing, which would be a world war.
"You're so lucky. Apply to marry." Mami Haydi said softly
"All right, just 3 days. And tomorrow until 3 days before the reception, let Zaidan take Anya and Dinda home to Zaidan first. Since we were married we have never been home" Zaidan said pleading with his mother.
"Yes, already. Mami let it go."