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About Dea

  Dea cuek and prefers her food from conversations with her husband's second wife.  Ten minutes later Dea, Rama and Raya finished breakfast then followed to the living room. There Papa Roy joked with Aunt Vani, while Mama Abhel just accidentally chimed in.

      Rama chose to sit beside Mama Abhel, and when Dea wanted to sit next to Rama, Mama Abhel shifted so that Raya could also sit near Rama.

      "Mas, my phone's still in that bag yesterday, right?" Dea had not sat down yet, Rama nodded in response to Dea's question.

    "Where's key? Let Dea take it, "Dea turned her hand to Rama and did not want to look at her mother-in-law and Raya at all.

    "Just in the room to get the keys," Rama stood up and stepped up the stairs, "Mas, Dea wait outside!" Dea half-cried as Rama almost reached the end of the stairs.

      The man gave a thumbs up and nodded, Dea stepped out towards the car park that yesterday used to park the car they brought home from the airport.

      Dea clucked confused, which car they used yesterday, which car they used, Dea remembers she lit up while still on the plane and suddenly she was already in bed and in the husband's room when it opened.

      Dea jumped in shock and then hit Rama's arm slowly which suddenly coiled around his neck and then kissed his cheek, while Rama just chuckled. Dea's feet follow Rama's steps towards the car they used yesterday.

      "It's not your car, is it, Mas?" asked Dea curious, Dea very memorized whichever mobik Rama had. Rama just nodded then put the key into the hole then turned and opened the car door.

      Rama's large body slid in and took the expensive Dea bag that he threw in the back seat yesterday. Dea's smile when Rama handed the bag, his hand then busy opening the bag and took his cellphone.

  Rama was jealous of the phone, his face was bent. Rama leaned against the door of the car while looking at the wife who was still busy with her cellphone, as if the phone was her lover.

    Rama smiles happily as Dea smiles staring at a photo on his phone, the jealous Rama snatches and sees what Dea is looking at. A smile was also imprinted on Rama's lips when reading a message from his wife's best friend.

      (Look at your beloved niece, her face was immediately bent as soon as you were picked up by your husband) and there was a photo of Lea pouting, her tiny little lips advancing a few inches.

      "Aish, this is the kid. Not satisfied with what to sleep with me for a week," Dea smiled as she shook her head.

      "You slept with Baras' son?" Dea muttered while walking with Rama, 'also with Abraham, ' Dea murmured in his heart.

      When entering the living room Dea saw her mother-in-law talking with her brother, while her father-in-law with Aunt Vani was just listening. Dea breathed out softly, Rama knew his first wife was agitated.

    Rama draped his burly arms around Dea's neck, with a slight bow Rama pressed their heads and said, "don't worry there, Mas," Dea just nodded indifferently, saying, "don't worry there, it was common for her mother-in-law to be indifferent to her.

  Raya had a glance, jealousy and envy in the heart, why Rama could not do romantic and treat me well, as he treated Dea. I also want to feel the affection of Rama, feel the attention of Rama, do not want Rama to be indifferent to him and only the indifference he received, the inner monologue of Raya shouted.

    Aunt Vani who saw Dea still standing and busy with her phone immediately nudged Papa Roy. Papa Roy turned his head and followed the view of his second wife, Papa Roy saw Dea who had just looked down busy with his phone, Papa Roy raised both eyebrows like asking 'what's the matter?', Aunty Vani whims back at the insensitive Papa Roy.

    "Dea, sit here son," Aunty Vani's hand waved and placed her hand on the sofa next to her which was still empty, Dea looked up and gave a smile, and said, as Dea's feet were about to step towards the seat of Aunt Vani suddenly Rama pulled Dea's hand and forced Dea to sit on a sofa that fit two people, Dea glanced back at her husband, but in reply with a sweet smile by Rama, Dea thumped in anxiety.

    "Yes, De. How's your business, smoothly?" Aunt Vani opened the conversation by asking Dea a question, Rama frowned, where did his papa's second wife know about the efforts of Dea, his wife?  Are they close? Thousands of questions are still lodged in his cranium, but asking questions is impossible because Rama dislikes his papa's second wife.

      "Current Aunt, yes quite able to make additional accounts," replied Dea soberly, it was so the situation, it was, the clothing and culinary business he occupied with friends managed to collect rupiah coffers that could add to his account balance, even though every month Rama transfer some money to him, he said, but the money was rarely used because in addition to sending money, Rama also often bought this to Dea, so he did not feel the need to buy the item.

      "Lucky Rama had an independent wife like you," Aunt Vani praised Dea, not intending to insinuate Raya, who was only met with a sweet smile by Dea.

    "Yes have to work hard aunt, right to be able to support her family, not just rely on husband's money," said Raya ketus, do not accept in comparison Raya thought.

      "What do you mean?" Aunty Vani turned her head, changed her sitting position facing Raya, while Rama clenched his hands, did not accept Raya, badmouthing Dea, his beloved wife.

      "Of course it's aunty, she has to work hard to give money to her family, her father and mother," the cynical Kingdom looks at Dea how upset and irrepressible she is, great Heart grew sick when he saw Dea and Rama interlocked their fingers.

      "At least he was independent from the past, not relying on his life and needs on his parents," said Aunt Vani defended Dea, who was not involved in the incident, papa Roy's second wife hopes to open her eyes and mind a little about the figure of Dea who is so independent.

    "Aunty, the rich man from the small will not know it is difficult to find money, unlike Dea who has to find money to continue college, which is very difficult to earn money, Dea the lucky man is not rich in treasure but has an intelligent brain," Dea paused his speech and took a slow breath .