Patience of the Second Wife
Disillusioned

Disappointed, again Dinda can only feel disappointed at the request that was never granted her husband, left out who did not know the end, wanted to feel screaming relieve tightness in his chest, but could not, can not, maybe crying is indeed the path God sent to make him a little relieved.

After finishing her tears, Dinda returned to open her eyes, although not the new sheet that was in front of her eyes Dinda tried hard to pass through.

Maybe celebrating with her domestic assistant is more fun, that's her heart.

Dinda got down and headed for the kitchen looking for all her servants who were currently sitting sweetly on the back porch.

''Aunty, he exclaimed as he carried the cake that Faisal had brought this morning.

All moved closer to Dinda who was pecking at the doorway.

''Non, why kasini, don't you want to walk?'' ask Bi Romlah who had heard the conversation this morning.

''Neither be bi, Sister Syntia is sick,'' the tone is weakening.

''Yes, next time I can, embrace Dinda and lead her to the chair.

''We ate the same cake, Bi, put the cake on the table next to Bi Min and Bi Sami.

''But non?''

Dinda turned to look at all her aides who could now only peek behind her

''No matter what, brother Alan will not be angry with you, this is a cake from the Faisal bang, and I want you to celebrate happiness with me.''' hear the words of Dinda Bi Romlah feel full, he said, can not deny that Dinda is indeed a wingless angel, even though his desire is not granted, the woman does not consider big things.

Bi Romlah hugged Dinda tightly.

Bibi knows for sure Miss Syntia is just a temple of pain to deter Non and den Alan, the strong and patient prayer aunt always with you.

With a heart about Dinda smiled, with the wound still imprinting she bandaged it with a hint of laughter.

''Is there a gift for Dinda?'' put his hands in front of bi Romlah and the others.

All were silent and looking at each other, confused about what to love, while Dinda was the master who had it all.

''Joking around Bi.''

''Auntie there is a gift for Non,'' holding both hands Dinda.

''The three of us have a prayer for non, may non always be given health and happiness that can not be measured by anything, hopefully what is not faced so far will bear sweet fruit, bi Romlah said from the heart.

After letting her in, Dinda hugged Bi Romlah tightly and returned to tears.

''Thank you Bi, at least in this house there is still a backrest for Dinda, and hopefully Dinda is always given the strength to live all this until the time that will answer her.''

''When you don't need aunty, Auntie is ready to serve non, and aunt's shoulder is ready to be a non backrest in times of sadness.''

Finally Dinda spent a day with his assistant, not hesitating for Dinda to vent, but still He did not want to offend the problems of his household, just also laid his body in a small bed owned by Bi Romlah, but still he did not want to offend his household problems, his phone rang, Faisal's bang name there.

Dinda did not pick up and was still in place, because she knew what her brother would say, this time Dinda prefers to avoid.

After getting tired of ringing, the woman picked up and looked at him and sent a message.

Sorry bang, I'm tired of the road, I sleepy going to bed, can't answer my brother's phone, if you want to talk tomorrow.

Sorry I lied bang.

The message immediately read published a smile on the corner of Faisal's lips that was currently talking to Amel at a cafe.

''What did Dinda mas say?'' amel asked enthusiastically, for him Dinda like his own sister, and Amel loved him as much as Faisal.

''Well, Alan must have bought luxury goods for Dinda, '' he joked.

Faisal smiled again, Definitely, and this time the spoiled child was most already molested.''

''Oh... Yes, when do we play to the village?'' amel asked seriously, the girl was eager to get to know her future father-in-law closer.

''O... Yes, it's okay, it's important we stay married right?''

Faisal nodded. ''Don't worry, I won't be php in you.''

''Amel, suddenly the voice from behind surprised the pair of lovers who were again relaxed enjoying the latte, both of them turned towards the source of the sound.

''Remon, hi how are you?'' Amel went and shook hands with a handsome man who had known him since at High School.

''Okay, how are you?'' asked Remon who had just returned from abroad, in addition to continuing his studies there, Remon also helped manage his father's business there.

''Well, well, wow, it seems to have been a success, stale bases staring at the appearance of Remon who is very neat and authoritative.

''You could''' brush off but like when praised by the woman who became the idol of his heart.

''Mon,. recognize this is Faisal my future husband.''

The man still remained silent and stared fixedly at Faisal from top to bottom, ''Prospective husband?'' he said it like he couldn't believe it.

Amel nodded.

Faisal stretched out his hand.

Likewise with Remon who immediately received it even though it still looks cynical.

''Faisal.''

''Remon.'' lazy.

''Can you join?'' asked Remon after taking off his shaman.

''Please!" faisal replied casually, even though the man was looking at him dislikefully.

''From which company?'' ask Remon to the core.

''I'm just a secretary at the Arkana group company, he replied honestly and ignored Remon's probing gaze while stroking his chin.

''You sure chose him?'' looking at Amel's face and pointing at Faisal, it seemed that the man was very disappointed by Amel's choice.

''Why, is there something wrong?'' asked Amel began to sewot do not like the words Remon who he thought underestimated his future husband.

''No, you once rejected me and now you choose this secretary, '' the demon again made Faisal clench his hands, but the man still held back his emotions that had already peaked in the sweet potato, because he thought it was true what Remon said, Amel was a woman who was close to perfect, but had to coexist with her who was only a secretary.

Amel again tilted his head.

''I did not choose his rank, I chose his man because Faisal was a good man, and I did not care, even though he was a motorcycle taxi driver I would not turn away, what else with a guy like you.

Grab Faisal's hand and pass.

''Come come ganguin aja,'' grunts when he got into the car.

After opening the door for Amel, now Faisal came in and ready to drive his car, in the peerless beautiful face of Amel who was still frowning.

''You why?'' ask Faisal.

''Yes, I'm so happy, mas, just want to talk about it, anyway what matters,''' is still a tone of annoyance.

''But it's true lo.'' Faisal also wanted to convince Amel to be more steady before they went to the guarantee.

Amel.

''Mas, not the treasure or throne I seek, but sincere love, and that I get from you, so don't listen to people's talk, let them wind through.''

Faisal simply nodded without a sound.

You are good Mel, although I am not as rich as them, I will give my love completely to you.