Patience of the Second Wife
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Not wanting to buy time and not want to telephoto, Faisal agreed to the advice of Bu Yanti to immediately propose to Amel the lover, and, faisal's lunch hour came to a fancy restaurant after giving Amel a message to come there.

When Faisal entered he immediately smiled faintly to find that a beautiful woman was waiting for him.

''It's been a while?'' asked Faisal from behind.

The woman commented with a smile, ''It's only been five minutes.'' she replied, even though it's been almost an hour, Amel doesn't want Faisal to feel bad.

Faisal who was a little nervous immediately grabbed the half-drink Amel.

''That one is mine, the rest is, I'm sorry?'' but Faisal shook his head without a sound.

''Mel, the pangilnya still a little bit there is a sense of heaviness to express the sentence from earlier wara wiri in his brain.

''What the hell is wrong, you look so serious, pat Faisal's hand that was leaning on the table.

''I want to propose to you, '' he said making Amel's eyes perfectly round, the girl's blood felt unexpected behind Faisal's chuckle turned out that the man knew what he wanted.

''Really?'' Amel made sure that what Faisal said was neither a dream nor a shame.

Faisal nodded again, this time with a sweet smile.

Finally Mas Faisal kept his promise, I am sure he will fight for me and will not hang our love.

''When?'' amel asked wondering if the plan was not just a word.

''T-sook, a gift to Amel, the man was really full of surprises, not expecting his silence to hold a thousand plans that make his heart happy.

''I will say to my father and Mama that tomorrow Mas Faisal will come, '' he said with a full day.

''But,'' There's that word that comes back sliding on Faisal's lips.

''But what, mas still doubt, '' said Amel.

Faisal shook his head, 'Tomorrow that came to your house is not the father and mother, but aunt Yanti and Om Heru, those who want to propose to you for me, '' he said again explained.

''No matter what, my father and mother can come later if we are married, besides pity far, when we are going there.''

Amel who was so patient in facing the mute attitude of Faisal finally got a satisfactory answer.

''And I already have a plan when we get married, ''' rarely meet and talk, but in about an hour Faisal was able to launch some happy words for the lover.

''When?'' amel asked again, still curious.

''After Dinda gave birth, and at that time we set a date.''

''I want to.''

The two looked at each other, although Faisal rarely met but Amel's patience made him melt to be with the beautiful girl billionaire's daughter.

Faisal did not think about Amel, how many times he was ignored, and several times Faisal asked for a break up, but the girl still accepted him as he was and only as Alan's secretary.

When Faisal was happy with his decision, the younger brother was also no less happy, today he visited a fabric factory owned by his father-in-law, various clothes will be clearly displayed there with various kinds, he said, although Dinda postponed her studies to become a Designer, at least she looked for more knowledge to develop her talent in that world, little by little she began to dig deeper, and want to continue her love after giving birth.

''Ma, if that's over there where the cloth is?'' he pointed to another room he had not yet visited.

''Who lives there batik cloth dear, but also from various parts of the city, not only from here, if you want to know from scratch, in the company of your husband in more detail.

Dinda nodded her head.

''You can make a sketch?''

''It could be ma, a little bit, but if in the village do not use a sketch, just measured using a meter, because most of them like to loose, but if in the village do not use a sketch, just measure it using a meter, not like in a city that if you wear clothes must fit, he replied, like his safety all this time, everyone who makes clothes in his mother's convection which is always like that, does not have to be attached to his body.

''Ma, Dinda held the hand of Bu Yanti who was from earlier pecking beside her.

Bu Yanti looked over.

''Can I not ask for the cloth, I want to make baby clothes at home, ''' he explained so there are not many question marks in Bu Yanti's heart.

''You have a machine?'' ask Bu Yanti who does not know.

Dinda nodded slowly. ''Brother Alan bought me a sewing machine, he said for daily entertainment only.''

Bu Yanti laughed loosely, Mama did not expect, it turns out she cares about you, and it turns out she is attentive too, yes you have just chosen, later let the driver get there.''

Sorry I lied ma, I don't want you to misunderstand me and scold Alan if I'm honest.

After finishing from the cloth storage, now the two women returned to the restaurant, lunch hour had passed, for some reason, Dinda wants to eat at a fancy restaurant she visited with Alan and Syntia at that time.

Upon arrival, Dinda stared at the writing that was plastered like that time.

''Why are you, let's go in!" Bu Yanti grabbed Dinda's hand.

The two walked in.

"You go to the toilet, you order." Put the bag next to Dinda.

Just now waitress came, Mata Dinda was wide when she found a couple who had just entered the restaurant.

Why should I meet Brother Alan and Sister Syntia here, they look so friendly, when I am next to you like my sister Syntia, when I you consider as a wife, when I you consider as a wife, and when I can melt your heart, if it can't be, I'll be away from you after this, Dinda's mind is bitter.

"How come I haven't ordered yet?" said Bu Yanti arrived, out of nowhere, which of course Dinda was nervous and wiped her tears that had just shed.

"Wait for mama, confused about what to eat, mendingan we moved the restaurant aja deh ma," tidied up his appearance and turned around.

"Why?"

"It seems like his grandpa is not in the mood, wants to eat vegetarian" he replied.

Bu Yanti who understands the condition of pregnant women just follow the word Dinda without much question.

Both went out to their car.

"Pak replace restaurant street X, said Bu Yanti, where the restaurant had a lot of menus that had just spoken son-in-law.

''Wait sir!" pat Mr. Sujad on the shoulder, and open the windshield again.

"It's like Alan's car" he said loudly.

"Mana ma, Dinda pura did not know, even though she had seen with her eyes if her husband and first wife were inside.

"Tu, pointed at a very familiar luxury car.

"Ma, cars in this city are many of the same, maybe by chance, we have just left, afraid the grandpa is not in the mood anymore.

Although still awkward, Bu Yanti still relented with the words of her daughter-in-law.