My mother's nanny
Chapter 29

A week passed after the morning conversation. Diah puts coffee on Ardi's desk. Her husband was busy with some work.

"The coffee, sir."

Ardi looked at the coffee that Diah had just put on his desk. Ardi's gaze changed on the face of the woman who was halal for him. Meeting with Ardi made Diah bow in his discipline. Then he went back to the room.

"Diah."

It was Diah's hand that almost touched the floating door handle. Diah's heart snapped very strongly, his breath suddenly hunting the air quickly, hearing Ardi say his name. Slowly Diah turned his body around, and tried to catch his breath. He looked at the man at the end.

"Come here."

Diah walked over with an increasingly uncritical feeling. Until he stood right in front of Ardi's desk. Her husband took something in the drawer and held it out to Diah.

"It."

Diah stared at the brown envelope outstretched before her eyes. Then slowly take it. The look in his eyes implied asking Ardi even though his mouth closed perfectly. Diah opened the envelope from Ardi and took out the contents. Diah's mouth was open, her face was shocked. Then he looked at Ardi for an explanation.

"Ehem, it's from mama. At least, we should go to honor her."

"Master, this... Too much."

"It was from mom. Just prepare your clothes, not much. Tomorrow afternoon we leave." Cetus Ardi did not want to hear excuses or objections from Diah."I still have to work. Come out."

Diah rushed out of Ardi's study. Feeling that Ardi was angry because suddenly Miss Dewi asked them to honeymoon. Diah wasn't expecting it at this time. Being able to sleep on the same bed and having a regular morning congregation with her husband is enough. She doesn't want to be greedy by asking for more. He's quite self-conscious.

Diah walked to the room of Miss Dewi asking that Miss Dewi cancel her honeymoon. Diah stood in the room of the Goddess Mother, regulating her breath and perseverance. He really felt bad about the former employer who is now his family. Diah raised her hand, ventured to knock on the door of Miss Dewi's room.

"It's Diah, ma."

"Come in, Diah."

Diah pushed the door open in half, then entered after closing it again. With doubt, Diah approached.

"Sit here." Lady Dewi patted the empty space on the side of the lip of the bed where the old woman was sitting.

With doubt, Diah sat there.

"Why, dad? Mama was not sleepy, so I read books from you at that time. I'm sorry, if the wayward mama hasn't slept yet."

Diah shakes.

"Eeh, Kirain you want to protest the matter. That's why come here. What's up?"

Diah held out the brown envelope she had received from Ardi earlier. Madam Dewi looked confused and frowned. Without being told, Miss Dewi opened the envelope and took out the contents. See two tickets and book some places in Bali. Then he looked at his daughter-in-law.

"Can I cancel it, ma?"

"I think Ardi is not comfortable, he is also very busy working. Therefore, what if the honeymoon is canceled."

Lady Goddess saw Diah and the thing in hand alternately.

"Why are you asking mommy, Dad?"

"Isn't that from mom? Mas Ardi said a loving mom had to go."

Madam Dewi was silent for a moment, then grinned and nodded in understanding. "Oohh, yeah that's up to you guys anyway, yeah. You guys are gone, mama's not. It's only a pity if it's off, so redundant. You want to waste free money?"

The next morning, Ardi still left for work. Only, before 12 p.m., the man had already returned. So his promise, because during the day they had to leave for Bali.

Diah was stunned to see Ardi holding out a bouquet of flowers to her that afternoon, when the man had just returned home from work. Seeing that seemingly confused Diah, Ardi cleared his throat.

"That's... My mother ordered. Nitip for you."

"Oohh, thank you." Mumam Diah received a bouquet of flowers from her husband, of course Diah believes if it was from the Goddess Mother. Diah thinks there's no way Ardi's gonna buy her. Diah continued to suppress her feelings so as not to soar by Ardi's attitude behind this.

Diah hugged the flower, then smelled the pleasant fragrance of the flower. Diah stepped inside the house. Then arrange the flowers in the vase.

"Wahh, good is your flower, Dad."

Diah smiled at the Goddess Mother who also looked at the flowers that Diah moved to the Vase. Take one stalk and kiss it.

"Buy where the flowers are, huh?"

"Huk, uhuk, uhuk." Ardi who was sitting on the sofa not far from there, and was sipping his coffee choked. The goddess looked astonished at her son.

"It's from mama, right?"

Madam Dewi turned to look at Diah questioningly.

"Said this Ardi from mama. Nitip. Thanks, ma." Said Diah throwing a smile at her in-laws.

"Oohh, yes, from my mom?" Cetus Bu Dewi changed to look at his son with a slightly pressed tone."You likey?" Continue Miss Dewi,

"Like, thank you, ma."

"Yes, it's good to like it."

"Ehem, the hunt takes the goods, just set off." Said Ardi moving and started to step up, "I wait in front."

Madam Dewi chuckled at the sight of her son who was starting to move away. Then glanced at the quiet Diah to pick up his suitcase. Miss Dewi shook her head slowly because it was always an excuse for Ardi. Like tickets for the honeymoon and flowers this time. In fact, Diah would be happy if he knew it from Ardi.