My mother's nanny
chapter 42

This afternoon, Ardi entered a flower shop. Buy a beautiful red rose. The man smiled quite widely as soon as he walked out of the flower shop. Entering his car and start driving home.

Today his mood was very good, some of his work went smoothly. He even managed to lobby one of the big companies to work together. He wanted to share that happiness with his wife, Diah. He plans to take Diah for a walk to just buy clothes or bags.

"Astaghfirullah, I have never even bought Diah a shirt and a bag" Ardi muttered, recalling her treatment of Diah. "I'm sorry, Diah, how good I used to be to you." Ardi muttered regretfully.

Ardi was pensive in his silence, Ardi's mind continued to drift in the past. Given how cold it was on Diah.

"Tonight, I'll replace Diah, I'll buy you the best clothes." Ardi muttered, he began to imagine himself walking with Diah. I saw his wife smiling at him. The feeling of regret and disappointment in his own spirit was slowly disappearing.

The thick-browed man still had a smile on his face until at the turn of the alley towards his home. Ardi's smile slowly faded as he saw Diah in front of the gate of the house, along with a man.

Ardi's chest rumbled in annoyance. Seeing his wife smile was so friendly even the man as well. I don't know what they say until Diah seems to forget that he is married. Ardi slowed down his car, then lowered the glass glancing at Diah. Also to see who was the young man who was chatting with his wife in front of the gate of his house.

"Ooh, you're home?" Chirps Diah as soon as she sees Ardi. Ardi's face in the bend does not like. The man looks young and handsome. Of course Ardi was jealous, but as much as he could cover it up.

Ardi passed through just like that. Then parked the car in the carport. As soon as she got out of the car, Diah closed the gate and followed up on the terrace. Although annoyed, Ardi still suppresses his feelings. Ardi held out a bouquet of flowers that he had bought for Diah.

"This is for me, sir?" Diah received her husband's flowers with a smile that could not be hidden.

Ardi nodded, the mood was not lying. He became reluctant even though he tried to understand.

"Who were you talking to?" Lost by curiosity, Ardi asked as well as they entered the house.

"New neighbor, it gave a parcel." Said Diah explained, while his hand raised a fruit parcel given by the new neighbor.

"Oohh," what else can Ardi say besides that. There's no way he's gonna play Diah to stay out of touch with men. He was trying to dive into the heart and tear down a woman he called his wife.

Ardi paused for a moment, looking at Diah who was staring at the flower in the vase.

"This afternoon, let's go for a walk."

Diah turned towards him with a frowning forehead.

"Let's get some clothes, and eat out."

"When you're sleeping."

"We're both alone."

"Crazy..."

Ardi reviewed the smile and clasped Diah's fingers, "we're alone, Dila, let Tini and mama take care. You also have stock in the fridge."

Diah looked at her husband, and there was doubt among his happy hearts. Get a first date from Ardi, should he welcome her?

"Just go Diah," Tini's voice immediately made Diah turn to the 56-year-old woman."Let mbok guard Dila, lately Dila is also again equally symbiotic. You don't have to worry, Nyonyah also would be happy if diitipi Dila."

Ardi smiled happily, but Tini also supported him."So, how?"

Ardi pulls the corner of the lips upwards. Very happy to get a good welcome from his wife. "Deplace, I wait on the porch."

Diah nodded without a word. Then walk to his room. Thirty minutes, Ardi who has changed clothes also with a Dongker-colored polo shirt and jeans with matching colors. Waiting for Diah in the patio chair, Dila was already awake. Ardi picked me up and asked him to joke. At his side, Bu Dewi joined in chatting with the grandson. Mbok Tini was not left behind after serving boiled sweet potatoes and hot tea.

Ardi stood up as soon as Diah was ready in the doorway. The woman was wearing a green tosca shirt and a calm plisket skirt. Do not forget the shoulder bag that adds a sweet impression to its appearance. Ardi was silent, looking at his wife, undeniable, even though Diah was not a white girl. However, Diah managed to keep him from blinking.

Diah's blushing face got a look from her husband. "I'm ready,"

"Well, Diah is beautiful." Lady Goddess praised, "yes right, Di?"

"I-iya," Ardi said nervously.

"No, Ardi was nervous." Lady Dewi mocked her son, simultaneously, a red hue adorned the faces of Diah and Ardi.

"Duuhh, the symbols are also up to pangling, yeah." Chirps symbok, he then took Dila from Ardi sling.

"Is it better, Dila just come?" Diah becomes unkind to Miss Dewi and Mbok Tini."When I wake up, let me prepare the need." So Diah turned back to step inside. Before that happened, Ardi had already restrained his arm.

"Mama..." Diah looked at her husband who paused her words."mama and Mbok Tini are ready to take care of Dila, we go alone."

"Yes well, mama also want to walk around the same complex Dila. Go for a walk together to be more familiar."

"Yes, I didn't think of Dila. Dila is safe as the symbok and her grandmother."

Diah looked at Ardi, and changed to look at the peaceful smiling Mother Goddess, then at Tini who nodded.

"I'm sorry, ma'am,"

"Mom, Diah, mama."

"Sorry ma, Diah's gone first."

The Goddess Ma'am smiled, and nodded.

Diah approached her daughter, then held her for a while and kissed Dila's cheek. "Mother go first yes, same father, Dila don't fuss, don't be naughty."

"No, unda." Of course this is Miss Dewi who replied by imitating baby language.

After kissing her son, Diah and Ardi enter the car. Then the iron horse moved out of the courtyard. The Goddess looked at her with a smile,

"Thank God, they finally opened up little by little. Hopefully with this their relationship will be better yes, mbok."

"Aamiin, nyah." Tini mbok.

On the way to the shopping center, Ardi and Diah just keep quiet with each other's thoughts and feelings. Diah gazes out to ward off awkwardness, and Ardi repeatedly rubs her thighs to relieve her nervousness. Strange, after a long time, he actually felt nervous beside his own wife.

Arriving at the mall, Ardi reached out, to hold Diah's hand. His wife slowly welcomed Ardi's hand. The two joined hands entering the mall, with the same feeling. Interlocked despite still being reluctant to reveal.