Patience of the Second Wife
Sewing machine

Although Dinda tried to be quiet not to undergo any activity, but the mind that had been carved in his heart since childhood instead swarmed his brain, his hands felt itchy if he did not do something beneficial for him.

''Do I ask the same sewing machine bang Alan only yes, rather than nganggur mending there is something to do, '' he muttered reaching for the phone on the nightstand.

The state of the house was very quiet, the day that Alan worked, as well as Syntia who spent her day outside the house when her husband to the office made Dinda feel a little free to walk around every corner of Alan's house.

Dinda turned the phone back in her hand, still hesitant, because there must be many questions from Faisal that will be thrown for her, such as when he said to stop school alone Faisal did not immediately believe the reason, just because, what else is this about money, after all her husband is rich, certainly not only He who got certainly Alan as well.

''Did I sell this ring yes, staring fixedly at the ring embedded in his ring finger, a ring given by the Mother, as she helped him complete the order.

''Surely Mother will not be nanyain, after all this will already be mine,'' release from her ring finger.

After his conviction had been established and his desire had been stirred, Dinda came out of her room to meet Bi Romlah, who was currently struggling with her work.

''Bi, Dinda raised her voice a little.

''Yes Non, Bi Romlah approached Dinda and pulled a chair in the dining room to invite her master to sit down.

''Non want aunt masakin what?'' haggar Bi Romlah like Bu Yanti's orders.

''No, I just want aunt to sell this, give me a ring that is quite expensive, and enough to buy the things she wants.

''I was lazy to wear Bi, rather than missing the Mubadzir, the reason Dinda after Bi Romlah looked at him with full investigation, finally the maid nodded her head without a sound.

''Oh... Yes Bi, does aunt also know the sewing machine shop?'' ask again Dinda, ''Not what is important is still in use, '' he explained again.

''Aunty tau sih, non, in the civet market many sell, but do not know how much.''

''Yes later after Bibi sells this ring directly buyin, do not tell mama, and if mama finds out let me make an excuse okay.'' raised both thumbs up.

Bi Romlah had to nod again, although still confused by Dinda's request.

May non be given abundant patience, inner Bi Romlah before passing away the death of Dinda.

''I'm sorry to trouble auntie, she cried again when Bi Romlah out of her house.

''Sir, take to the market for a while, pinta Bi Romlah on Alan driver named Mr. Tedi

''Why would Bibi go to the market, wasn't she shopping yesterday?''

''Buy a sewing machine, the answer goes directly into the car.

His job is to cook, why buy a sewing machine if he wants to open convection.inner sir Tedi.

Not difficult for Bi Romlah who has memorized all the contents of the market, after selling rings owned by Dinda, Bi Romlah just go to the sewing machine shop there, many variants of the brand are listed, but Bi Romlah forgot to ask Dinda's request.

''Sir, call Bi Romlah on Mr. Tedi when you see the bike in the shop next door.

''What else Bi, asked Mr. Tedi when Bi Romlah looks anxious.

Mr. Tedi also saw the goods installed there, while this time Bi Romlah replacements that follow from behind.

''This one is Bi, pointing to a white sewing machine that looks still very good with a more modern look.

''Yes, ''' Bi Romlah paid for the engine, while Mr. Tedi helped employees to lift it to the car.

No need to stop by, because what is in search of has been found, Bi Romlah immediately went home, do not want if the master was waiting for a long time at home, surely this time Dinda has been waiting for his return.

Sure enough, when the gate was opened by the security guard, Dinda paced back and forth to hang out on the floor in front of her house, The woman was so enthusiastic and had a big smile when Bi Romlah got out of her car.

''Where's Bi?'' tanya Dinda approached Bi Romlah who is currently opening the trunk of his car.

''It's non, but Bibi doesn't know whether it's good, '' said Bi Romlah slowly.

Dinda rotated the engine that had just been lowered Pak Tedi from the car.

''Wow.. it turns out that Auntie knows also a good sewing machine, this exactly has Ibu Bi, her great-granddaughter, because so happy Dinda hugged Bi Romlah tightly, fortunately not Mr. Tedi yes.

''Just bring it in, sir, just put it in the family room, he said.

Finally I have a sewing machine too, at least it will accompany my day until I give birth later.

After being installed neatly in a place that he thought fit, Dinda went into his room and broke into his clothes, clothes that were still decent and never used, not to mention after marrying Alan, Alan, Bu Yanti sent clothes for Dinda who almost filled her closet.

''I will make baby clothes, he muttered choose clothes that are still new and have not been used at all.

After quite a lot, Dinda put it in the basket and carried it down, only until the corner of the stairs The main door opened, Her husband there with his tired face.

If I were the wife you love and hope for, I would have run to hug you, sis, but that's impossible, the mind is sad.

Still vividly remembered how Alan told her that he could no longer hug Alan, and Alan said that hug was the last time.

''No matter what, it was important that I ever hugged her even once.

''Stop, Alan's voice echoed from the front, Dinda who almost put the basket back up.

The sound of the pounding shoes and the floor drew closer, Dinda was a little horrified what else Alan would tell her.

''Whose sewing machine is this, why is it?'' asked Alan in his flat tone.

''It's mine, Dinda replied briefly because for him there was no need to talk unimportant.

''And I think this is the most fitting place if you sew, he continued explaining.

''No, this made my eyes ache, '' pointing towards the new Sewing Machine he bought, ''If you want to still wear it better take it to the room, or not at all, anyway you want to make this room like a warehouse filled with used goods, he explained again and left Dinda to her room.

''Until when do you cherish me, brother, and until when do you consider me your wife, if in the least there is no place in your heart for me, I sincerely became a widow after our baby was born, she muttered with tears.