Not the Second
Ask Please

After lunch at a Japanese restaurant, we decided to go straight home. On the way, Dylan stopped his car.

I saw out the window ‘Hah? Where's this?’ I asked in my heart. Wait.wait, I don't know why I'm starting to feel bad.

What if Dylan did something no-no, very quiet here. How'this? I bite the tip of my thumb nail, the thing I always do when I'm anxious.

My lyrics Dylan “Loh, dylan mas where?” I spread my eyes around every corner of the car, but nothing!

“Mas..” call me

“What are you doing?”

The sound from outside the window shook me. I saw that Dylan was already out of the car and was now standing next to the door of the car I was sitting in. I elus my chest. When was Dylan there?!

“Mas why get off?”

“You wait here or want to come inside?” Dylan pointed at a building.

I'm mangosteen, apparently I'm the one who thinks too far “Sorry mas, I wait here ajah. Again dapet.” I'm at the end of the sentence

Dylan just nodded and entered the mosque. Yap time has indeed shown 12.15 hours, Dzuhur prayer time.

The bonus of having a husband like Dylan was, Dylan was religious. Well I also do not know how, just what I saw so far dylan always pray on time.

Maybe because of the influence of his family, I had met both parents Dylan while accompanying mbak Indah and dylan married. Dylan's mother wore a long hijab and sharia clothes. Both girls are like that too. So well maybe Dylan diligently prayed because he was used to it from childhood.

I waited a long time for Dylan to come back with wet hair. Beuuuhhh her handsome added many times over.

Dylan got in the car. I'm still stunned by his face that looks radiant, Indeed every berdhu like that well? Will the face glow?

“What's up?”

“Ah! Ti. no.” I wave. I turned my face to the side of the window. Nih Mata too, look at the clear one slightly Directly glared!

I feel the car move “Where next?” Ask

Why ask again. It's like this we're dating! Realize Ifa, she's your aunt's husband

“Fa?”

I gasped to hear Dylan calling my name “Ha? Uh! Sorry mas, Into the book store Ilham ajah.”

Dylan turned his head for a moment and looked back at the road.

We soon arrived at a bookstore. Where I work part-time.

“Thanks mas, for the ride and the transaction.”

“Hmm what time are you home?”

I'm a little confused by his question. What's up dad? Although confused I keep telling “Maybe 3 pm.” Answer me accordingly

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it's hard to get you..

“oh believe me dear.. My love is only for you. oh. walk with me. we enjoy the beauty..love...my love....my love.” I shake the broomstick I'm wearing to the right and left while singing.

Tok..

I fell silent, seconds later “I was lucky so, the owner of your heart... Oh my dear.. my love.” Of course I continue singing and sweeping broom shows on weekends.

Tok..

“Ku promised not to play you. stay with me dear.. until old nani...” I ignored the knock on the door from my room.

Tok..

Again the knocking of the door was heard. I snorted, and I had my day off. Why should anyone bother.

With a forced step I dragged my feet towards the door. The broom is still in my hand. “Awas only if not important people. I getok using a new broom tau rasa.”

Chequek..

“What the hell!!!” Without me seeing who came straight to me with my voice that pitched a few octaves.

“Assalamu'alaikum deck.”

“Eh! Mbak.. heheh wa'alaikum greetings.” Answer while grinning “Log mbak.”

Mbak indah seems to shake his head “Untung was mbak who came, try shadowing if others.”

“Heheh sorry mbak.” I could only scratch my head that was not itchy, the sage I had hidden behind me.

Beautiful Ma'am went into my small boarding house, I immediately put the broom I was holding.

“Sitting mbak,” Mbak Indah sitting on the floor carpeted. I immediately turned off the music on my phone.

“You drink?”

“Air white? Black coffee?” I'm sorry, but there's no juice or fancy drinks in your house

Mbak Indah laughs amusedly “No need. Someone wants to talk to you.” I saw her beautiful face turn serious.

Because I think there is something serious, I also sit next to mbak Indah “What is mbak?”

“Today's clean-up day?” Beautiful Ma'am saw some garbage bags in the corner of the room

I nodded “Iya mbak, understand the weekend gini mending use for some cleaning, because ordinary days do not have time.” I clearly. I'm also still waiting for what you want to say about the real beauty.

“You have a girlfriend no, Ifa?”

I who was asked suddenly like it cleared ‘kan forehead. Why anyhow? “no mbak. You know yourself ‘kkan I'm busy college and work. No time for dating.” Answer me

“There are guys you like?”

“Indeed why mbak?”

“No, just curious. But you really didn't have a boyfriend, Ifa? Don't ngawur.”

“Yah mbak not believe it anymore, I swear by it. I don't have a boyfriend or a guy I like. Why the hell mbak? Ma'am didn't come here for nanyain it's ‘ right?"

Beautiful Mbak shook his head slowly “Emm.” I see my mother looking nervous. Once in a while he crushed each other's palms

“Don't be nervous mbak, say ajah. What the hell is it?” I try to give you understanding

Beautiful Mbak glanced at me at a glance “You can help mbak not dek?” Ask with doubt. Seen from the eyes of beautiful mbak that move irregularly

“What do you help mbak?” I asked, as usual as possible. Although I was actually surprised, what kind of help do I want to ask for? In my opinion the fate of mbak Indah is already very good.

“Emm you will not refuse ‘kan?”

I exhale softly “In Syaa Allah mbak, if I can help I will help kok.” Reply potluck.

Mbak Indah seems to take a long breath “You know ‘kan deck, mbak with dylan mas already one year married but not given a baby?” Suddenly the conversation mbak Indah so mellow and do not know the direction.

What does this have to do with the help mentioned by Mbak Indah?

I nodded “Everything has its own way. Perhaps mbak and mas Dylan have not been given the trust of the almighty to entrust children.”

“Mbak knows deck, but what if forever mbak and mas Dylan not given trust? What should I tell the big Dylan family?” It looks very frustrating

“You know ‘kan mas Dylan family what kind of family. They were a distinguished family with elite people. They also want to have children from mbak and mas Dylan.”

I'm speechless. Is it true what my mother said? But what I saw from my sister-in-law's family, they were all fine and as unlikely as they would demand things like what my sister-in-law told me

“But, isn't there still a twin brother and twin sister Dylan? Why be the mbak that must be demanded.” My speech

“You don't know Ifa? Just mas Dylan doang who has a family of four children from the Sam family.” Exquisite couldn't believe looking at me.

Sam, is a family that will no longer be foreign to people in this country or in other countries. Even to the corners of the country.

I nodded “Sorry mbak, I forgot.”

Mbak Indah seemed to shake his head in disbelief “You know for yourself how beautiful and honorable the Dylan family. Try shadowing the wife of the second child of the family Sam can not give offspring, You think how the community sees the family mas Dylan.”

I'm speechless, it's true that Konoha's detergents are going to koar there koar here is unclear. They don't know how the truth is.

“But mbak not necessarily can not give offspring ‘kan? It could be next year. Or if you can try baby tube ‘kan also can.” My proposal

Beautiful mom dipped deep. Soon a single tear came out from within my eyes. Of course, why did I suddenly cry? What don't-don't... I open my mouth in disbelief

“Mbak..__”

“Iya Ifa, as you think. Hiks.” Tear “Actually two weeks ago I checked and the results... Hiks.. mbak.. mbak. yang.. hik.. hiks... hiks...”.

I'm speechless. I didn't think my thoughts were on target. I held one of my mother's hands in her lap.

“That patient mbak. Dylan mas also rich not maksa very.” I try to persuade. Although I know it will not be that easy to make peace with the situation.

“Hiks.. You got the wrong deck, I know Dylan did not say it directly. But he always stroked the stomach mbak hope that there is our baby growing here hiks.” The beautiful mother's crying gets louder

If in thought it seems like what was said mbak Indah is true. When viewed from the nature of Dylan's talkative and cold mas I'm sure the man will not say his wishes directly.

I don't know what to do. I have no experience with household. Yeah, guys I'm still a girl!

Lama mbak Indah sobbed, all I could do was embrace it until the crying mbak Indah more subsided.

Suddenly mbak Indah clasped my hand, she looked at me with a look of hope, what a gaze that weighs “So, someone wants to ask for help to you deck.” Prattling

I clasped my hand again mbak Indah “Said ajah mbak, In Syaa Allah I will help as much as I can.” Answer me as gently as possible

I saw mbak Indah take a deep breath and throw it “Please..., marry dylan.” mas.

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TB