Patience of the Second Wife
The new future

Like what was said, Alan did not want to renege on his promise to bring Dinda to the house of the mother, after returning from the hotel where he was staying, now Dinda went straight to Bu Yanti's house to release the missed kangen due to a celebration of her brother, not to be responsible because they also gave a lively welcome to Dinda's return to the house.

While Mr. Yanto and Bu Tatik chose to go straight home after stopping by for a while at his iron house, this time it was delivered directly by Doctor Daka who did offer himself.

After being satisfied to enjoy the food from her mother-in-law, Dinda turned to look at the corner of the room luxury Alan, different, if it used to spray it typical with men, this time Bu Yanti replaced it with a floral motif, this time, although Alan was still pouting, at least appreciating Dinda who did like him.

''You know, any woman who ever entered this room?'' tanya hugged Dinda from behind.

The woman shook her head though her brain guessed, it must be his wife Syntia.

''Only you and mama, the women who once entered here, because I did not allow anyone to enter, what else changed this room.'' he said staring at the reflection of the mirror.

Dinda twisted her body and put her hand around Alan's neck.

''That means may I change this room as I wish?'' said Dinda.

''And you know, who was the first woman to say that?'' ask Alan again.

Dinda shakes.

''Only you, the only woman who dared to dare to change my room.'' pinched both of Dinda's cheeks. Not only that Alan led Dinda to the bed.

As before, this time Dinda realized what her husband was going to do.

''Brother, I want to see our house.'' Finally Alan smiled, forgetting that today they will also go straight home.

''Okay, now we go home.''

''My clothes, ''' pointed at the closet that was closed.

''Everything is there, and I have a gift for you too.''

Take a handkerchief and close Dinda's eyes.

Guess what the prize is, time yes to close all eyes.

Dinda quietly followed where Alan took him, did not want to protest and did not want to ask a lot, afraid of stumbling and falling.

''Ma, I'm going home yes, '' said Alan, while his hands still hold Dinda.

''Well good yes dear, now mama wait for papa, so can not come to your house.'' kiss both cheeks Dinda alternately.

After passing the road in front of his house, now Alan has arrived in the yard of his new house that is so spacious.

''It's arrived?'' dinda asked as Alan stopped his steps.

''Yes.'' opened his eyes.

Slowly Dinda opened her eyes which were a few days ago pitch dark.

''This is our home?'' ask her enthusiastically while staring at the two-story house with a modern classic design.

Alan nodded then led Dinda to the side, which also contained a first-floor but spacious house.

''Who is this for?'' dinda asked, wondering if Alan would put him there, that was his guess.

Alan reached for the key in his shirt pocket and opened the door.

"Let's go in!" grabbing Dinda's hand to see the contents inside.

This time Dinda could not say anything more, her tongue was weak and her tears escaped while staring at the contents of the room.

I'm not a dream, it's not a dream, right, if this is a dream I don't want to wake up.

Dinda stared fixed bead Alan's eyes are still faithful pecking beside him.

"It's a gift for you, and sorry, I can't return the ring you sold back then, but I bought this, I hope you like." pinned the diamond ring on Dinda's ring finger.

"Why didn't you tell me you were selling your ring to buy a sewing machine?" alan said regretfully in light of the accusations he had made.

"When you give me time to talk, but it's over, the important thing is that I'm happy now, it's just the past, we don't need to remember anymore."

"Don't tell me that it was in exchange for my laptop at the time." chirped Dinda over to the thing that Alan had slammed.

"We need not remember the past, for we are at the door of the future, keep with me whenever, even if I have hurt you, do not repay me with betrayal, if you are bored with me, say, say, I'll keep trying to make you happy." kiss Dinda's forehead gently.

Dinda was moved and hugged Alan tightly.

Switch to objects that are ready to be used. Because the gift from Alan is so special, not the price of the object is expensive but the usefulness of the object that Dinda really wants to have from the past, what else if not a sewing machine, what else, complete with other machines, not only that, accessories to make clothes were complete in several storefronts there, so Dinda also did not need to go out again to perfect his clothes.

Just now Dinda on her tiptoes wanted to kiss Alan on the cheek, Deheman's voice made Dinda nervous, ashamed of the woman choosing to immerse her face in her husband's chest.

"Auntie," cried Alan, it turns out Bi Rom was coming.

Dinda looked up and then looked. Dinda let go of her embrace towards the middle-aged woman who was now at the door.

"Non." the two embrace each other, can not dodge when he was drowning in sadness only bi Rom is the only person who gives him support, even Bi Romlah has been considered like his own mother.

"Sister, auntie works here?" asked Dinda, but seemed to emphasize that it was her wish as well.

Alan nodded with both hands folded.

After the pope with her aunt, Dinda again approached her husband. "Thank you" he said, wrapping his hands around Alan's body.

"For?" alan asked teasingly, even though he knew for sure everything he gave.

"For everything Om gives." join the sewot.

Alan frowned at the call of his wife just now.

"What did you call me?" alan asked to make sure he didn't hear wrong.

"Om" replied Dinda loudly.

Instantly Alan lifted Dinda's body took her out and switched into his house.

''How dare you call me ya." took him to the room and ignored Dinda who asked for mercy to be put down.

While Bi Romlah chose to go to the kitchen embarrassed himself to see the ridiculous behavior of his employer.

"Now feel my vengeance." laid Dinda on the bed and locked the door.

"Okay, not anymore, I call brother" he said as Alan began to undress.

"Sluggish, so there is no mercy for your mistakes anymore huh." clenched Dinda and supported the woman to the point of being unable to move.

Again Alan stopped his action when the phone he had just put was ringing.

Both of them stared at the flat object that just kept making loud noises.

That must be Doctor Somplak who calls, Alan's inner sebel.

Because it was too noisy, Alan finally took his phone.

"Who?" dinda asked me how her husband's face had changed.

"Syntia." replied Alan lazily.

"Let's just say, for wherever Madam Syntia is still my sister's wife" said Dinda.

With a heavy heart Alan shifted the green badge of the receiving sign.

"Hello, what's wrong?" asked Alan flatly.

I want to talk to you, you can go home, right?" ask Syntia from across there.

Alan looked at Dinda who nodded her head slowly.

"Well, I'll be home in an hour." she replied, then closed the connection.