Patience of the Second Wife
Worrying

One month married, but Dinda still did not get a bit of affection from Alan, they were like strangers, asking if need and just looking at each other, rarely greeting each other, and they were like strangers, Alan will answer if Dinda asks, but not for Alan, because he never asked Dinda anything, a world without color that's the day Dinda day after marriage.

''Brother I go upstairs first, said Dinda up from her chair.

Alan did not answer just glanced at Dinda's plate which was still filled with food, as well as Syntia.

''Heh... long time more and more mengelunjaknya, do not know how to respect her husband, said Syntia with a satirical tone.

Why should I respect him if Alan's brother doesn't appreciate me.

Dinda paused his steps for a moment, and turned his body back, but he immediately continued when he saw Alan's hand stroke the back of his first wife's hand.

Why not eat, does he not like, but not usually in that way, inner Alan asked.

''Mas, I go first yes, permission Syntia to kiss her husband's forehead and pass.

While Alan was still sitting and staring at Dinda's seat which was now empty.

''Bi, call Alan when Bi Romlah passes by.

''Yes Den, he answered approaching Alan and lowered his head in a friendly manner.

''Dinda don't why is it?'' alan asked seriously, there was a look of concern there, but Alan still hid it all, did not want Bi Romlah know.

''I guess Not Den, but the end of this Non Dinda a little strange, sometimes ask Bibi to make a young mango, and sometimes ask for street vendors food in front, explained Bi Romlah, because that's what he knows.

Alan simply nodded silently and told Bi Romlah to come back.

Why does he, like he also has not used the card I love, did he never buy anything, his mind again.

So curious Alan moved and returned to walk down the stairs.

He saw Dinda sitting on the sofa in front of his room by leaning back and closing his eyes.

''You why?'' alan slowly approached Dinda.

Dinda just shook her head without a sound, though,

''Why hasn't my sister left yet?'' dinda asked while Alan was still there for a few minutes with both hands in his pocket.

''There was something left behind, the man just opened the door of his room and entered.

I think you're worried because I don't have appetite, but what, I'm just a kegeeran, maybe my destiny is not going to get love from you brother.

As her stomach felt nauseous, Dinda immediately went into her room and ran to the bathroom.

Dinda vomited his stomach completely, not strong if he had to hold it, after he thought it was finished He cleaned his face, see the face of ayu who is now getting thinner.

''Why the end of this I often nausea, actually I hurt what, mutter Dinda back to her room.

Perhaps lying down his body slightly lightened his head which was now beginning to get dizzy.

''Did I just call Faisal bang for coming here, if Alan's sister there's no way he'd care to accompany me to the doctor, but if Faisal bang here, then, he must have suspected and blamed Brother Alan, he murmured again, because all this time Dinda always blocked the barrier when Faisal wanted to come.

''Just rest, it will also heal itself, he said before closing his eyes.

On the way, Alan began to think about what he had just remembered at home, a shadow of Dinda began to appear in his memory as if the woman was following him and sitting next to him at this moment.

Shiittt... said Alan when his car almost hit another rider, because from earlier he was not so focused on driving.

Alan pulled over his car and stopped, relativizing for a moment his current chaotic, chaotic brain.

''I am why, after all, is not Dinda every day like that, spoiled, and quiet, but why do I worry about her, he muttered small while hitting the steering wheel.

Once thought to be quite normal, Alan returned his car to the office.

In front of the towering luxury building he greeted Faisal who had been pecking at the door, somehow because it was unusual, Even Faisal continued to review the smile as he approached Alan's parked car.

There was a probing look in Alan's eyes, Strange, perhaps that was now flashed in his heart that could not be said.

''In the morning, greet Faisal.

Alan nodded, ''What's the matter, tumben wait here''' asked Alan flatly.

''Today we have the arrival of complete goods from every city and from abroad, from natural fiber and synthesis, Faisal began to explain because he was impatient, And I know this is Dinda's favorite, Dinda, he'll be more experienced looking for materials that will make it easier to master about the designer's needs, and he'll definitely love that, Faisal said following Alan's path to his office.

''Why come here, if in the mama factory will be more complete and ready to use, so I think it is less fitting if you call him to come to our place, let me take care of him, Dinda my wife, so I'm not, he was resolute without looking at Faisal's face.

Why with Alan, why does she look angry if I talk to Dinda, I just want to introduce one of the quality ingredients in her husband's company, what's wrong.

''Al, call Faisal when both are in the elevator.

Alan turned his head still with his face that was now less friendly.

''Your relationship with Dinda is fine, right?'' faisal asked slowly but like imintidating his sister-in-law.

Shit, did I say something wrong, if this is how Faisal could be suspicious.

Alan smiled forcefully, I mean not that, it's better in the mama factory alone, there Dinda just choose and take, no need also he know the main ingredients, no need to know the main ingredients, the most important thing is that he can create images, patterns, and models, is not that the main key of a designer? refute Alan.

''But he didn't why did Al?'' ask Faisal again who was still curious about Alan's attitude that morning.

Alan had to stop his steps.

''She was a little unwell, I pity that she was too busy, so let it be later, it was an easy affair, patting Faisal's shoulder still beside her.

Why didn't he tell me that he was sick, they were happy, as if they were covered up by Alan and Dinda, like they kept stopping me from coming home, and it seems like Dinda is also avoiding me, Oh God protect my sister, may she be happy living with her husband.

After Alan entered his room, he immediately sat in his proud chair, not feeling suddenly He recalled what was said to Faisal.

''Why can I conclude that Dinda is sick, she is like that, No, this is probably just my feeling, he muttered and tried to dismiss her which he thought was a little strange.