Patience of the Second Wife
Unyielding

Faisal's application went so smoothly, even though Faisal was honest about his identity as a village person and not a rich person, pak Samuel as the father of his future wife agreed unconditionally except to share his beloved daughter.

The opportunity was wide but heavy for Faisal to question the businessman's daughter, because a plan had been written, Amel was the heir to the Samuel family, and the, that means Faisal who will plunge in the business world of his wife's family, the responsibility of Faisal must be more persistent and deepening the knowledge of his prospective father-in-law company, does Faisal have to leave the company Alan from now on?

No, it is not the nature of Faisal who always accepts anything for free without difficulty, life is a struggle not just a hand up, so Faisal would remain Alan's secretary until the time that required him to leave.

The brothers are not unyielding, the rigors of life that makes both of them excited with their own minds, but Dinda's life is not as smooth as the brother who has now been successful with his career.

A week Dinda has been living in her in-laws' house, although Dinda misses her husband's face once, she can only stare at the photo she once took silent, miris, does she miss herself?

''If you also want me, I must be very happy, but I was wrong, if you miss me, you will meet me here, but all this time you only come after coming home from the office, it did not want to stay again.'' he muttered small.

For some reason today Dinda was ready to go home, remembering the clothes of three servants Alan who were still neglected, he said, while the demand for the cloth today will also be delivered by the driver of the Alan family which will certainly cause question marks for Alan and Syntia.

Dinda packed her clothes that Alan brought to her mother's house, without telling Bu Yanti She was ready to go home and live with her husband back, it's nothing to fear that Faisal was suspicious, with the household tempest and it is not good for their working relationship, what else is the family in the village.

''Ma,'' call her as Dinda comes out of her room.

Bu Yanti who was busy chatting on her mobile phone with her best friend immediately broke her connection when she found her daughter-in-law carrying a bag.

''Baby, where are you going?'' approaching Dinda who is still staring in place.

''I want to go home, pity Alan, he must be lonely I'm here, and I'll stay home again, as usual Bu Yanti will not be able to refuse the request of her daughter-in-law even though removing Dinda still feels heavy.

''Mama Telephone Alan yes let you be picked up, start sliding the screen of the phone from earlier in his hand.

''No need Ma, there is a driver here, sorry Alan must have just come home, looking at the clock in his hand, he also needs rest.

Understand, because that is often felt by his mother when Mr. Heru came home from work, surely Istrihat and entertainment in need.

''Yes already mama phone the factory driver to deliver the cloth, do you need mama to deliver?'' just then the speech slid, Mr. Heru came with his tired face.

''No need, pity papa, just come home, when you want mama to stay.'' God.

''Pa, I'm going home, when will I play here again, kiss the back of Heru's hand.

''Heart yes, do not be tired tired, papa does not want something to happen to you and your future grandchild, '' he said.

The short conversation was over, after saying goodbye to his two in-laws, Dinda immediately boarded a car between Mr. Sujad who was ready to drive his car.

While at the house of Alan who had just returned from his office was throwing his body on the bed after finding Syntia had not come home, somewhere, late Syntia often home late at night, after the Syntia, if asked just answer want to start a business, and now he spends time outside to study with his social friends.

After a few minutes of closing his eyes, Alan was startled by a knock on the door from the outside.

''Who?'' he said and still flinching on the spot.

''This is aunt den, there is a person who drove the cloth to the house, he said belonging to non Dinda.'' Bi Romlah raised his voice.

Alan opened his eyes and frowned.

Alan moved up and opened the door, ignoring Aunt who was still sculpting, Alan just went down the stairs.

Alan met the pick up driver up ahead.

''Where's this from?'' ask her a little flat.

''From the factory, Mrs Yanti sir, replied the driver as he handed over the sheet of paper he was carrying.

Alan read and snorted and squeezed the paper until it was not formed.

Again, if you use your mother for your own benefit.

"Bring in sir!" tell him and go straight inside leaving the others.

Not yet finished, the car that Dinda was riding in entered from the gate.

Dinda commented with a smile, it turned out that what her in-laws said was true, some cloth with various types had arrived at her husband's house.

"Thank you sir" he said after the last cloth came in.

Dinda went inside with the bag still hanging in her hand.

In view of Alan who was watching TV, as usual news shows in his tribe.

She slowly put down her bag and approached her husband.

"Sister, call her slowly while stroking her stomach.

Alan glanced over without answering.

"So from tomorrow I want to make clothes, is that okay?" ask her again.

Alan turned off his tv and turned to look towards Dinda who was standing right beside him.

"You think, Din, I've been busy with my government in the office, you should be more mature and not disturb my calm at home, if you want to do something think first, you know, pointing temple.

"I'm sorry, this is just to get rid of saturation, he argued again.

"But it's very disturbing, and I don't like it, but if you force me to bring all your cloths to the room, I don't want to see it still splattered below.

pointing at the pile of cloth that has just been inserted.

Dinda did not say a word again, as much as she could avoid her husband when he was emotional and did not want to make her more angry with him.

''Bi please help me bring all those cloths to the room huh!" the door approached Aunt who had been waiting for orders.

Although you consider me to be not an important person in your life, at least I am a woman who has already conceived your child, and I am sure you will regret having treated me this way, Dinda Larasati won't give up just because of a man like you.