MY SWEETIE BOYFRIEND'S
INTIMACY

"Ma ... Delilah's permission to leave, huh?"

Dion glanced at the clock on the wall showing it at eleven o'clock in the afternoon. His daughter is neat with a light purple dress and white sports shoes.

"Where are you going?" ask Dion.

"Tante Ardila invited Deli to the opening ceremony of her salon."

"Honey .. lately you've been very close to Miss Ardila. Is your other friend not there?" ask Dion.

"Tante Ardila was very cool to talk to. He could understand Delilah. Her name is the same as Mama's. You could say she's a mama's mistress."

Dion flinched, "You didn't ask Papa to marry again, did you?"

Delilah laughed, "If Papa wants to, why not?"

"You go. Take a taxi online. Papa can't drive." Dion got up from his seat, then stepped into the room.

Delilah pulled out her phone and ordered an online taxi to drive her to a shopping mall, where Ardila opened a new salon.

Dion grabbed the picture frame that was plastered on Dila's face. "Is that so, dear?" He hugged a picture of his late wife. Delilah said that with a laugh, but Dion felt heartache. "You will not be replaced, Dila."

...****************...

"Auntie Ardila!" exclaim Delilah.

Ardila waved her hand upon hearing the cry from Delilah. The woman approached and gave a warm hug.

"You're just alone?"

"Yes ... why? Does Aunt expect my dad to come?"

Ardila gasped, "Ah .. no, really. Aunty thought your papa brought you here."

"If it's a holiday, papa will spend time in the room. Morning visit mama's grave, then noon to afternoon will continue in the room."

"Your mama must be a very beautiful person. Your father doesn't seem to be able to move on" Ardila said.

Delilah took the phone from inside her sling bag. He opened a photo storage gallery, then showed Dila's photo together with Dion.

"This is my mama" Delilah said, showing a photo of Dila.

Pupil Ardila widened. "Isn't this Dila Alberto's mistress?"

"No! My mother's name is Dila Handoko."

"Your sister's name is Reyhan Alberto Pratama?" ask Ardila.

Delilah nodded, "Yes, our last name is different because we are half-brothers. Auntie knows my mama?"

Ardila smiled, "Who does not know Madame Dila. He, right, was in a business magazine."

Didn't expect Delilah to be the biological daughter of Madame Dila. I didn't get to read the news. It turns out Mr. Dion was her husband.

"When, Auntie has to have dinner at my house. Very quiet at home. Papa, grandfather, all busy themselves" said Delilah.

"Maybe if invited" said Ardila.

...****************...

Delilah enjoyed the opening of the salon. Quite a lot of visitors and friends Ardila who came, and without feeling the day was already evening.

"Tante .. I'm sorry to go home" said Delilah.

"Liar Aunt who interraces. It's late afternoon."

Delilah nodded, "May."

"You wait outside the mall entrance. Auntie get the car in the parking lot."

Delilah obeyed what Ardila commanded. He waited for the woman at the entrance of the mall. After a while, the sound of a horn rang, a wave of hands told Delilah to get into the car.

"Oh, yeah, does Aunt have kids?" delilah asked after getting into the car and finished wearing a seatbelt on her body.

"Have. Aunty boy is twenty years old, and is now studying abroad. He got a scholarship to continue his education in America."

"Well! Must be a really nice aunt pinter until she got a scholarship," said Delilah amazed.

Delilah smiled, "Yes .. I will be too."

The car drove towards Dion's residence after Delilah told Ardila her home address.

"Come first, Auntie," Delilah bargained.

"Your house is beautiful. Are those flickering lights deliberately installed along the body of the house?" ask Ardila.

"Yes, papa put it up. My mom loves this beauty. Come ... we go to the back garden of the house."

Both of them got out of the car. Delilah took Ardila to the back garden through the side door. When Ardila reached the park, he was so amazed to see it.

Expanse of various flowers decorate, colorful lights become decorators. There was a swing, a rocking bench with foam pads.

"That's great" said Ardila. "I think I'm abroad."

Delilah laughed, "My father made this garden. These flowers are my mother's favorite. Nothing blooms because papa always plucks it to take to mama's grave."

"Your father seems like a very romantic person."

"Indeed right. Every time papa always makes beautiful sentences for mama."

"Lucky mom. Oh, yeah, Auntie said goodbye first, yeah. It's night. Just say hello to people in your house," said Ardila.

Delilah drove Ardila to the car. He waved his hand as Ardila had already passed by with his car.

"Darling!" exclaiming Dion.

"What was that here?"

"It's not usually you bring outsiders here. Your friend never used to take you to the back garden" Dion said.

"Tante Ardila said he liked our house, so Delilah showed us the back garden. Turns out he likes it."

"You like him so much?" ask Dion.

"Yes .. I like him" replied Delilah.

...****************...

The closeness of Delilah and Ardila became increasingly familiar. Each time they spend time together. Sometimes Dion also invited his daughter to spend time together.

They also had dinner together at the restaurant. Dion and Ardila have never dated. But little by little, Ardila knew about Dion.

According to Ardila, Delilah's father was very loving, gentle and caring. The figure that Ardila had been looking for. The seeds of love have appeared in Ardila's heart.

...****************...

"I heard Delilah was close to a woman?" ask Reyhan.

Reyhan came to see Dion at home. He came to confirm the story Delilah told. Yes ... The teenage girl told me about her being close to an adult woman.

"Yes ..he likes to spend time with salon owners. Her name was almost the same as Dila, therefore she liked it," Dion replied.

"It takes the love of a mother, Dion," Rey said.

"Is that right?" ask Dion.

"I'm not telling you to forget mom, but look at Delilah .. she needs a mom's attention and embrace."

Dion moved from his seat. He stepped into the room leaving Reyhan. A habit of discussing Dila, Dion will surely leave.

"Which ion?" ask Bastian.

"Have gone into the room."

"Will he marry again and move on with his life? The woman seemed to be kind and was a perfect fit for Dion. He quickly took Delilah's heart," Bastian said.

"I agree that Dion will marry again. Delilah needs a mother figure, too."

"If Delilah asks, Dion will marry again" Bastian said.

Seriate.

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