Prisoner's Wife Raka
2. Bad guess

CONTROL UNTIL LOVE!!

...HAPPY READING!...

Dinara stretched his stiff muscles from sitting for an hour. He got up from the dinner table, just finishing his work wrapping the cake. Dinara set foot outside the house, standing on the terrace to breathe fresh air.

"After this you deliver the cake to Sarita's house, Din!" rania said, walking out of the inside, then sitting in a chair in the corner of the terrace.

"Backle yes, Nda. My back is still stiff, nih," complained Dinara. "You relax first." Then, the girl sat down by straightening her legs on the terrace floor.

"Just don't get us delivered at night, because your future husband wants to come here."

Dinara glanced briefly at the mother who reviewed a thin smile. Just remember, tonight he was going to meet someone, he heaved a heavy sigh and lowered his head.

Dinara looked up at the sky, the memory of the incident earlier in the afternoon made his mood deteriorate. The unexpected encounter by Dinara, really looks like a dream.

At that time, Dinara walked towards the canteen, but surprisingly a can was thrown towards him, and hit the girl's forehead. Dinara then looked for the culprit, apparently a man.

The tall man wearing a hat, a jeans jacket with Ligen writing, short for Lightning General's Punch(Blow General of Lightning) ran towards Dinara. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" he said. However, when the man raised his head, his manic with Dinara bead met each other until the two rounded their eyes.

"Sister Abram?" The soft sound that came out of Dinara's lips made the man waver. "Is this really Brother?" ask Dinara.

"Lo Dinara?" The girl nodded quickly and strongly, a sincere smile expanding on her face. "Sorry, it was a I---"

"ABRAM SATAN, HUNT! The boss was waiting," shouted a man from behind Abram, turning his head and giving a thumbs up.

"Start, Kray!" sahut Abram's. He looked back at Dinara deeply, as if there was guilt there. "When we talk, yeah."

"I-yes, sister," replied Dinara.

"Gue goes first" Abram said, then waltzes away leaving Dinara still sculpting.

"Geez, I've actually met Brother Abram again" Dinara chanted.

Dinara thought he would never be able to meet the man, because he had been waiting for a year. The lover who left without news, greatly made Dinara suffer at that time. So long, but Abram did not come.

Hate, disappointed, sad. However, he-Dinara could not remove Abram's name from his heart. Really, it's so hard to forget because Abram was the first person to make Dinara feel love.

"Udah daydreamed, Din!" The mother's call made Dinara shocked. The woman then entered and was followed by a heavy breath Dinara.

Delivering customer cake orders Rania into Dinara's work, getting additional pocket money from it. This afternoon, the girl went to a customer's house who ordered 100 packs of bread.

Dinara arrived in front of a simple house, then brought a medium-sized cardboard closer to the house. He rang the bell next to the window. Then, not long the door opened and showed a woman of Rania's age. "Beautiful boy, Auntie's bread?" abugn.

"Yes, Aunt. Here" Dinara replied as he handed the cardboard containing the bread to the woman in front of him.

"Tante get the money first, okay?" Dinara nodded her head, then the woman entered the house.

Dinara waited while standing, looking around the house of Aunt Ambar overgrown with fresh green grass treated. The girl turned her head as a hand landed on her shoulder. When their netra met, the two rounded their eyes. "Sister Abram?"

Abram nodded briefly, pulled both corners of his lips and lowered his head to hide his smile. "Yet again" murmured Abram.

"Ah, I want to go, Brother." Dinara was a little sad to hear the words coming out of Abram's lips, as if the man did not like to see them.

"No, I'm afraid you don't like seeing your brother" Abram said.

"Like, really," chirped Dinara unconsciously, suddenly he covered his face when he realized his words. "This is Brother's house?"

"Tante Ambar is my Mama's sister." Dinara nodded in understanding. "This is money from Aunt Ambar" Abram said, offering Dinara two pieces of money.

Time continued, the afternoon sky was already evening, but the girl had just arrived home. A wide smile was engraved on Dinara's face, he stopped his steps when he realized a foreign car was parked in front of his house. "Whose car is this?" dinara Gumam.

"Gue forgot! Mampus," grumbled Dinara, then rushed into the house. However, the mother surprised him by suddenly appearing from behind the door. Dinara then swallowed.

"Where from?" rania asked as she folded her hands in front of her chest. The woman looked at the princess sharply. "Why just got home?"

"Anu, Nda .. I'm from--"

"Hurry in, keep bathing!" pinta Rania is full of emphasis. "You're both Mama's already inside, they're waiting for you long."

Dinara just lowered his head, afraid to see the angry face of the mother. "Quick! Through back!" The girl rushed around her body and walked quickly to get inside through the back door.

"Mother must be very angry. For Abram's brother, that's." Dinara immediately entered the bathroom and immediately cleansed the body. He did it quickly, then grumbled away to his room. "Dinara, very careless, anyway," for Dinara to himself.

His conversation with Abram, made Dinara forget his promise with the mother. The man invites to go to the nearest park, spending time at once giving up longing. When she forgot, Abram hurt her. However, the girl was already in love.

"Nda," call Dinara to the mother waiting in the kitchen. "Sorry!"

"We'll discuss that later," Rania replied tightly.

"She, but---"

"Udah, hurry!" Rania pulls the princess by the hand, taking her to meet the long-waiting guest in the living room.

There was one man brewing coffee, two women were tasting a cake from Rania. When he found Dinara with his mother, the three men raised their heads. Dinara smiled blandly at them.

"This is Rania's daughter, Nek," said Rania introduced Dinara, her favorite princess.

Dinara lowered her head, then shook the hands of the two women. "Beautiful" said a man called Grandma. "You married Nek Hani's granddaughter, nice but a little naughty." He was holding his grandson's shoulder.

"The name is Rakana Arona" said Nek Hani.

Dinara decided to look at the face of the man sitting in the corner of the sofa. Then, the two of them threw sharp glances at each other. "In-dia, Nda?" dinara murmured while staring in Rania. The mother simply nodded, not understanding Dinara's current feelings.

"Raka doesn't want to be with him!" yell that guy. He's Raka, the man who once appeared on the first day of Dinara's college at his new University. "Bicycle girl ontel."

"Eh, brother, who would want to be the same big brother!" reply Dinara was no less ketus, while the three women threw confused gazes at each other. "Neither would, Nda." Then, he stomped his feet and sauntered away to his room.

"You guys have met before?" rania asked, Raka nodded briefly. Rania let out a long sigh and stroked the chest.

"Bak Rani, please help talk to your daughter, okay? I'm a good fit for Dinara" said Kania-mother of Raka, who is Rania's old friend.

Rania and Kania met again one month ago, after a long time apart since graduating from Secondary School. They tell each other's lives and decide to match up their sons and daughters.

"Ma, Raka doesn't want to either" whispered Raka. Then, he whispered the same thing to Nek Hani beside him. "Raka doesn't want to be with him, Grandma."

"You don't want to, you guys stay married" Kania said, then commented with a big smile.

Raka let out a heavy sigh, then stood up from her seat. "Raka wait in the car" he said and left the place. He entered the car, slammed the door and rubbed his face in frustration.

"Damn it!" objurgation. "What was my sin, anyway, until I got married to that girl?" Raka was furious with his fate.

"Gue assured me he wouldn't be happy with her. From the first time I met it was a mess like that."

"Aarrgghh!" raka shouted while hitting the steering wheel of his car.