Life After Married's
Chapter 98 - Giving Your Rest

"What are you looking for?"

A voice shocked them, anxiety and fear were seen in Velove, except for Rita who still looked calm.

They both turned around simultaneously facing the direction of the sound source. For a second his eyes rounded looking at the person before him at this moment.

"Andu," said Rita with a stiffened facial expression.

"What are you looking for in that safe?" look at Danu sharply.

"It's none of your business. You've been disrespectful, Danu, get into my house without my permission."

"Since when should I ask your permission. Mr. Fras has already allowed me to enter this house including this room. You lost quickly to me because of all the documents you wanted to have on me."

Rita widened her eyes as Danu showed her some files she needed.

"Damn!" muttered.

*****

Unlike the tense susana at Rita's residence. Asih and Dinda are still quiet in front of their new car.

Believe it or not if what is said is the truth.

"Dinda, this doesn't belong to your grandfather. Mother bought it for you. Because I thought you'd need her. What's more you will start working in the company is not possible you take a taxi every day. This is not mother's money, but your grandfather's money."

Still able to breathe with relief. Still keeping the truth a secret. Maybe that's the best. Hope Dinda will believe all her words.

"Mama!" shouts, Shena took their eyes off. The little boy ran towards his mother and grandmother. Dinda's body immediately crouched down taking Syena on her lap.

"Whose car is this?" syena asked who pointed at the car in front of her.

"Mommy's car" replied Dinda.

"Well fun .. Syena's got a car."

"Syena happy?" tanya Asih while rubbing her head gently. Syena who was asked immediately nodded.

Now Asih's gaze turned to Dinda, who had questioned about this car.

Maybe Dinda thinks that what she has to think about right now is not her wish. Except for Syena's happiness. Seeing Syena happy like this should forget where and from whom this car.

"Let's take a walk. We're traveling around surabaya."

"Gaziness!" Syena cheering.

Asih looked at his son and grandson. If Fras had done this, maybe Dinda would have lived happily. However, it is not entirely wrong Fras, he was wrong because he thought too much about his ego.

*****

At night Dinda was busy tidying up all her clothes taking her out of the suitcase, putting her in the closet.

Yes, Dinda did her own thing because Karin, Willy, and Rio have returned to Jakarta.

"Dinda can Mom come in." The voice sounded soft. From outside Asih saw Dinda tidying up her clothes.

"Just enter Ma'am," replied Dinda without stopping her activities.

"Why not ask for help. I can help Dinda." Asih said, who immediately took one pair of jeans to fold it.

"Dinda can still do ma'am, do it yourself. Syena's asleep, ma'am?"

"Yes, just now. Maybe tired."

"Oh, Dinda, do you want to ask?" continued Asih who glanced towards Dinda.

"Ask what Mom?"

"Do you have a special relationship with Willy?" A second Dinda's hand, stopped moving to fold her clothes.

"Mom wouldn't be angry if you had a special relationship. You are also adults. But you must not forget that you have Syena. Don't just love her you forget Syena." The words that touched Dinda's hand.

Anyone who becomes a mother like Asih, would definitely want the best for her daughter.

It is wrong if Dinda falls back in love and wants more from the man she loves. It wasn't wrong however, it wasn't just a matter of the heart he was thinking about right now.

There is another heart to watch.

As a single mother. Not only the love he seeks but the figure of a father for his son.

Dinda's hand moved to move the clothes she had folded onto the bed. For a second his body shifted closer towards Asih who was sitting beside him.

He grabbed the hand that began to wrinkle, held by both hands. Dinda understood what her mother was worried about right now.

Dinda sighed deeply before finally saying, "What do you think of Mother? Like Willy in Mom's eyes. Is Willy a good man to me and could be a good father to Syena."

Asih was stunned for a moment. Recalling the scene he saw this afternoon.

"Happiness, smile, that's what I see when you're together." The Asih speech that looked at Dinda fixedly.

A second his body advanced, both of his hands Dinda spanned right to hug Asih. The Asih is not just silent. Both of his hands swung back at his daughter's embrace.

"If that's what I see, that's what Dinda feels, too." Dinda said so and then took off her embrace.

"At first, Dinda never thought she would fall in love again. The shadow of the past always makes Dinda afraid to open her heart. The heartache left Dinda traumatized and scared, even Dinda thought that any man was the same. There are no faithful men in this world."

Asih's eyes began to glaze over at Dinda's words. That was what I felt good. Heartache, trauma, and fear.

"But when I first met a man. Who came like an angel. Help me from the bad guy who's gonna stain this body."

Dinda remembers the first time she met Willy. The moment Rey, came threatening him and almost desecrated him. It was then that Willy came as a savior.

"Until now the man has always helped and helped me. From being a lawyer, a mysterious person helps selflessly. And now my heart is anchored to him."

Dinda was stunned for a moment, one of her hands raised to wipe away the tearful twirls that were about to fall. Then he took a long breath.

"Mom can see how Willy treated Syena. Not Syena, Willy respects me as a woman." Said Dinda and smiled at Asih.

"Dinda sure Willy's a good guy. May he be the soul mate God gave me. May Willy be a good father to Syena."

"Aamiin, I hope so, baby. I wish you were always happy."

"So mom gave me my blessing? "

"Mom will always support you dear if it's best for you. From the start I did like Willy, I'm sure he's a good kid."

"Thank you, Mom."

"Everything dear."

Dinda and Asih embrace again. Just for a moment and then let go.

"Mother is crying like this." - complained Asih who wiped her tears.

"Mother's cry of happiness" said Dinda.

"Aamiin," said Asih.

"Shirt is in the closet?"

"Yet, Mom, there are a few more."

"Yes, let me help you."

They both resumed folding activities. While chatting crisply and laughing crisply.

...----------------...

"The most comfortable place to confide is Mom

So it's a mother who can be a friend to your children."