Ladista's Love Agreement
Dinners

Drrt....

The phone on the bed was constantly shaking. It says the name of Ratih's mother who called. While the owner is still struggling in the kitchen to finish the cooking event this morning.

Twenty minutes later Dista walked into his room. He rushed to the bathroom to clean himself up. Not long after he came out of the bathroom. With a towel wrapped around his body. Buru Buru Dista chose the clothes in the closet, and rushed to wear them.

After neat and a little applying make up on his face. Dista then snatched the blape on the mattress. To see who knows what is important.

There were 5 missed calls. His name is Ratih's there. Soon Dista called back. It didn't take long, across the street a woman's voice sounded.

"Hello baby, mama bothers ya? "

"No ma, I'm sorry it was wrong to cook again. Don't know if mama called, because hape Dista's in the room."

"It's okay, baby. Mama just wants you to go shopping later in the afternoon. Can ya??" bring Ratih.

"Emm.. I permission Daffa first yes ma!! I'll call mom again."

"Yes dear.mama wait for news from you ya.."

In the dining room.

"Dis. let's have breakfast." Daffa called Dista a little shouting.

"Yes mas.." The one who was summoned was already approaching towards him.

"So mama called, making sure I shop. How about you, can you??" Dista asked with a pleading look.

"So you won't bring lunch to the office??"

"Emm.. It seems so!" said Dista while grinning the horse. " Just this once. I haven't been with my mom for a long time." whine Dista.

"Yes already." they continued to eat breakfast voraciously.

After Daffa left for the office, Dista contacted his father-in-law again.

"Hello ma'am..I got permission from Daffa. So mama picked you up, right?"

"Yes baby. Mom will pick you up soon."

What a tiring day. The couple and daughter-in-law spent most of the day together. Starting from nyalon together, shopping for makeup tools, home needs to lunch together.

Dista greatly enjoyed the moment of being pampered by her mother-in-law. He felt very happy, got an abundance of love from in-laws who had considered him like a child himself.

"Mom didn't stop by first?" ask Dista when they get to the apartment parking lot.

"Not to be darling. Mom just went home. Wanted a quick break." replied Ratih while peeping the tip of Dista's head.

"Alright ma. Thank you for today. I feel very happy."

"Everything dear." After Dista closed the car door, the driver immediately drove the car across the streets of the capital.

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Chequek...

Dista opened the door to his room. Immediately he laid his body on a comfortable mattress. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

Drrt...

Dista worked her eyes, fumbling at the mattress trying to find the presence of the hape.

"Hello.." Dista's hoarse voice greeted the person across there.

"Are you in the apartment??" ask for a voice across.

"Hmmm..." Phone screen viewing. The name of Daffa is listed there. "Mas Daffa, yes I'm in the apartment. Sleep again." sleep up."

"Sleeping what a real sleep is. From the sound of his voice, it seems to be a real sleep." guess Daffa.

"Hihihi. Oh yes, Daffa mas there needs to be the same me?? why mas??"

Dista jumped up in excitement, then sat on the bed with blushing cheeks.

"Yes.iya mas. I want!!"

"Yes you've rested again, "Tutt..Tutt.

"Oh my God, this is not a dream.aaaa."

After the Maghrib prayer, Dista began to choose which clothes he would wear. Coincidentally, Ratih's mom also bought him some clothes.

"Which clothes do you wear? I'm really deg degan. All my life this time I'm going on a date with a guy."

I don't know how many clothes are scattered on the bed. From the contents of the closet to the new clothes he bought was tried. But still feel nothing fits.

Finally, he decided to wear a navy-colored knee-length dress. Looks very fitting with the color of the skin Dista smooth white.

She polished her face with thin makeup, further adding to her aura of beauty.

Shortly after, the door opened.

"Mas Daffa has returned? Want to take a shower first?? let me prepare some warm water." asked Dista with a smile on her lips.

"I took a shower at the office. Let's go, it looks like you're ready too."

"Well, I'll get the bag first."

They headed for a cafe located not too far from their apartment. The atmosphere of the cafe is very romantic with live music presented by the cafe manager. The dim lights further add to the warm and romantic impression.

"What do you want to order?" ask Daffa when they get a seat.

"As for Daffa, I know expensive food." Answer Dista plain while grinning.

Dista's innocence succeeded in making Daffa smile on his sex lips.

"I ordered it." After ordering some food and drinks, they enjoyed the melodious song.

"Dis, you look very familiar with mom. Like mother and son only, no longer in-law."

"hehe. is not it mama the man is good mas, so I quickly familiar." replied Dista sekhenya.

"Why don't you go to college??"

"Lecture??" looks a lot of disappointment on Dista's pretty face. "Mas Daffa knows for himself. I can't continue my education."

"When are you going to college next year?"

"I mean Daffa? can I go to college?" happiness in the eyes of Dista. "But I have no money to pay for college." his eyes dimmed.

"I'm responsible for all your college expenses. You just learn right."

"But.." a waiter came with their order.

"Thank you mbak!" said Dista.

"But what??" Daffa was curious about the continuation of Dista's words.

"But.. 5 more months we split up mas, then what about the continuation of my tuition fees?"

"We think about it later, after all the new school year starts in 5 months, right??"

"Yes." There are many things that fill my mind. All this time he had buried his dreams and ideals. But when Daffa offered to fund his studies, Dista felt the drive for success was coming back.

If the opportunity really came to him. Ghosts are not in vain. Especially now that he lives alone, without a good education. She was only dependent on her contract husband. Who can throw it away when the deal expires.

Surely education was the only thing he could rely on later on. To ensure his survival.

Seriate....