I CHOOSE FAITHFULNESS

I CHOOSE FAITHFULNESS
INTRIGUES


Diana came to the house of her parents, since she was married until now she just came to her mother's house.


Since becoming part of the family, Diana has been hiding her family's true identity. She did not want her husband's family to know the true circumstances.


"You remember coming home too." Said her mother smoking in front of the house.


Diana glanced dislike, from the past until now her mother's work has not changed.


"Not mind me." Diana replied, who immediately went into her room while she was still living with her parents.


Nothing had changed in the slightest from his room, even his gray white uniform was still hanging neatly on the spikes of his bedroom wall.


He deliberately came to his mother's house to look for photos that he had stored in his room.


Diana opened a box containing several books while she was in school.


"Why isn't there?" He asked confused, because as he remembered, he had slipped in his school book.


Diana searched all corners of her room. Until her mother came and stood at the door of her room.


"What are you looking for?" Ask her mother again.


Diana again answered her mother's question cynically.


"It's none of mama's business to go don't bother me." Send it to his mother.


Her mother just took a slow breath, with the attitude of her son who still hated her.


"Your stuff is partly kept in the back room." Her mother said, because she saw Diana as if she was looking for something.


Braaakkkk.


"Why should I touch my stuff" he snapped who then went to the back room.


Diana hated her mother a lot, because the worst thing for her was being born to poor parents like her parents. And that's why Diana single Lexa with a rich grandmother and grandfather, so as not to share the same fate with her.


Uhuk.... Diana coughed as she searched for photos of her already dusty pile of things.


Until he found a book that he had tucked a photo in it.


"Here we go!" He said with a smile, When he found the photo he was looking for.


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Because it was a holiday, Kenzo deliberately woke up during the day, because he had been working overtime this week. Suddenly a voice came from inside his stomach, Reflex his hand immediately held his stomach.he just remembered last night he left his dinner.


With a lazy step, Kenzopun out of the room, even now his hair is still messy, not only hair, he went down with bare chest.


A Kenzo who was originally very concerned about appearance, is now inversely proportional.


"Why are you cooking this much?" Kenzo asked as he reached the kitchen and saw the wide variety of food available on the table.


"Geez, why aren't you dressed?" Omel siska when he saw a child who was no longer a teenager came down with a messy appearance.


"I'm hungry anyway." His words sucked food from a large plate.


Siska who saw it immediately hit the child's hand thin.


"Snake. This isn't just for you. Mama cooks this much because Diana will come to visit." Obviously mother.


"Diana is coming, exactly, it's time for me to ask her intentions" Kenzo said.


"I'm asking for an empty plate." Pinta Kenzo to siska, regardless of what her mother said about Diana's arrival.


"If mama got like this to Diana, why would you let them part." Babe Kenzo to his mother.


"Have it, you're basically the same." replied the siska.


Kenzo could only swallow his own saliva, his mother's speech was right, both himself and his sister both failed in building a household.


After finishing eating Kenzopun immediately returned to his room, because soon Diana must have come, and he did not want to look bad in front of Diana.


Sure enough, before long the sound of the car stopped in front of the house hartanto family, who else besides Diana, manatan son-in-law who was waiting for his arrival.


Siska immediately ran to open the door, and greeted her daughter-in-law. Although Diana's status changed, Diana remained her daughter-in-law.


"How are you, baby?" Siska asked as she hugged Diana.


"Good news, where's Lex?" Diana asked after greeting her former in-laws.


"Lexa is sleeping, you must be hungry, we'll eat yuk first!" Take siska to lead Diana to the dinner table.


If it used to be Diana who often prepared everything, now different, Diana finally felt like being served fully by siska.


One mouthful escaped into his mouth.


"Hhmm.. yummy mah, I miss my mom's pasakan." Praise Diana for siska cuisine.


"You can take it home, mama's gonna pack it up. And also you can come anytime if you want to mama's cooking." Siska replied enthusiastically.


"You eat first, mama look at lexa, who knows when you're awake." Said Siska who then left Diana alone.


After the siska left, Diana who had carried a photo in her hand, she slipped it between the magazines that she used to read, and hoped that she would find it soon.


"What are you doing?" Diana was aghast, as one from behind asked her.


He turned his head and saw Kenzo was behind him, as much as he could hide his nervousness.


"Hi Kak, are you here too? ask her with a stammer.


"What are you planning?" Kenzo asked without saying stale. Kenzo now makes Diana very cornered.


"What does brother mean?"


"Why did you agree to divorce Keanu?" Kenzo.


Diana calls Lega, because Kenzo is asking about her divorce, not anything else or her plans with Reza. Diana was worried that Kenzo would know that.


"Haha...." Diana laughed, and walked away from Kenzo.


"Sister's afraid that Aura's coming back weird." Keep laughing at Kenzo.


"Don't you dare disturb Aura, she'll never want to go back with keanu." Kenzo said with emphasis.


"You still care about the woman, after what she did."


"Silent you Di, you don't know anything about Aura. I warn you once again, never touch Aura or bear the consequences yourself." Threaten kenzo, towards Diana's face with her index finger.


Anywhere approached and then lowered kenzo's hand slowly.


"Aw.. I'm scared!" He answered with his laughter.


Kenzo who saw Diana's annoying behavior, immediately left the place, he realized talking to Diana was just a waste of time.