Love Us My Husband
The Eps 50

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"Get out of my house. You crazy girl, don't have manners."

Lady Diana pointed at the gate, hoping Mirra would come home soon, as the woman dared to enter her room without knocking on the door.

"My aunt please!!! let me meet with Dion."Mirra's love rests at Lady Diana's feet.

"I've said he's not here, how many more times do I have to reiterate.anyways why do you keep chasing my son? like you didn't do it."excited Lady Diana

"I love Dion aunty, please aunty know where Dion.hiks."

Gone are the veins of shame of the woman. For years, he waited for Dion, hoping he would open his heart. But instead of being close, it is getting longer and further away.

After returning from the Netherlands, Dion never once visited Mirra even just to ask the news he never again did.

Mirra was surprised to find out that Dion had first returned home to the Motherland without informing her, making the woman quickly catch up and ignore her follow-up examination.

"Oh my god, this woman is not the love you have, but an obsession."Lady Diana patted the eel, not out of thought.

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While on the Island of Borneo

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The sound of Dion's car horn shrieked the ears of Dara's entourage. Made the two women marginalize their motors.

Dion hurriedly came out with a look of wonder

"What's wrong with your bike?"Dion asked, even though his eyes had seen that Dara's motorcycle tire was deflated.

Dara turned the lazy eyeball, no one answered Dion's question.

Dion who was ignored was not discouraged, Approaching Dara's vehicle and checking it. He circled around looking if there was a nearby workshop.

"His tires deflated badly, and there's no workshop here. If you don't mind let me drive you." he said, settling the twins intensely implied a deep longing.

Zain and Zelin returned his father's gaze with a innocent tinge. It was very desirable for Zelin to approach the man and say why his uncle's face was so similar to his brother's.

"Thank you for the offer, sir, but it's not necessary because we don't need it. Please if you want to walk."sahut Dara, code hard

Dion spoke again by squatting in front of his two children, he stroked the black mane belonging to the zelin and gently rubbed Zain's hair.

The look of the shade he showed so that his two children were not afraid

"You don't want to go home with uncle?It's nice to get in the car !!"

"It's your cheeks, baby" he said again

The two boys just looked at each other, somehow their feelings were happy despite not knowing what the cause was.

Just feeling a touch they had not gotten for four years made the bantin contact between them feel real.

Unknowingly the two boys nodded, as if they were hypnotized by his father's treatment."Mau."sahut Zain and Zelin together, making a smile rising from Dion's lips.

Dara breathed a tired breath. wanted to be angry it was impossible because there were children nearby

"We come along, as long as Mimi comes along" said Zelin suddenly while holding his mother's fingers

"Ra, please !! it's almost magrib danger to bring the kids over night."refer Dion expectantly

"What cares about you."in Dara

"This Sir! we just need to find a workshop and refill the wind, so sir don't have to worry because I can take care of my children."

"Ra, said your husband. Don't be selfish." whisper Bira, because Dion's words have a point.

The journey to return to the village takes 1-2 hours. if Dara and her children push the motor again will slow their return.after all it is not good to bring the two boys happy days, the, fear of catching a cold or something else.

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Dion plans to sleep in a parked car across the street, fearing that Dara will run away because of her presence here

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"Hallo."Arga said across the phone

"Yes." Yeah."

"Would you stay at a hotel, sir."

"No."

"But sir, you'll get sick when you sleep in the car."

"You think I'm that weak Heh?"

"Sorry sir that's not what I mean."

"No need to book lodging for me. Listen, today also return to Jakarta! as long as I'm here handle all the work some time ahead. No need to worry about me here, I won't be back before bringing my wife's child home together."

The phone was switched off, after all, where there was a hotel in the village, where the dimly lit might exist, Dion thought.

Dion looked back at the building where his wife's son lived all this time.The happy smile was always engraved throughout the night making the man could not sleep remembering the face of Dara who held back his scruples.

"You're so pretty, baby. Do you think there are men in this village who dare to like you? ahh beware if anyone dares to like my wife." murmured Dion stared straight. drifting sleepiness cradled her so that she unconsciously fell asleep peacefully and calmly, unlike before who was always restless in his sleep.

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Morning arrives.

Birds chirping unpretentious among shady trees that are around. 60% in the area is still beautiful with wilderness. Cold dew in the morning makes Dion still sound with peace.

Dara peeked out from the curtains of the second-floor room, noticing like there had been no sign of Dion waking up.

"Hehh what do I care." he muttered.

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Dara rushed down to make breakfast, there was already bira downstairs after finishing opening the stall hoping there were buyers coming.

"What are we Ra's cooking?"tanya Bira helped open the refrigerator

"Good cooking!!"sahut Dara giggling

"Yeee,"Bira throbbing while carrying a banana heart to clean

"Btw Ra, your husband is still loyal there! don't you feel sorry?"

"Pity, what's it doing? it's his will anyway."he's so cute

"Gue was curious, why did your children never ask the father anyway?"

Dara turned a glance and then again cut the chicken that he would fry

"If I think it's natural Bi. After all they rarely play outside it was only occasionally so doang do not pay attention to other children playing with their father. Hence envy, and kepo with the existence of their father did not exist. Maybe when it's time for school I don't know what? Oh yes one week we go to Jakarta, yes, I have booked the ticket. Maybe this is when I pilgrimage the tomb of Zayn, miss me Bi.." murmured Dara.

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