SOUND FOR DILARA
CHAPTER 46. THE EXCHANGEABLE HABIT

"Huh, go again?" tanya Dilara interrupted her severe nausea.

"Yes, Den Ezra sent a letter to Non Dila. Read it later," said Bibi.

Almost ten minutes standing in front of the sink made the young pregnant girl limp.

Bi Inah took her sitting on the dining chair. He then made a cup of warm lemon tea to reduce nausea that is still often present.

"Diminished," Auntie's pinta.

"Coffee, okay? hmm use...."

"What cake?" ask Aunt again

"The usual cup with my brother." Dila took a small sheet of paper from the blocknote on the dining table. He wrote his wish.

Since Dilara avoided Ezra even though the man asked for such a thing. Secretly, Emery's descendants provide notebooks and pens in every corner of the room.

Family table, living room, display buffet, pantry, dining table, kitchen, even in the laundry and sunroom. The second floor was not the same.

Ezra El Qavi, has changed a lot without many realizing, even the woman.

"Can. But a little bit yes," said Bibi returned to the kitchen after reading Nonanya's writing.

The sweet girl nodded enthusiastically her wish granted Auntie.

"This, spend." Bi Inah put the coffee cup in front of Dila.

The skinny fingers raised the cup slowly. Inhaling the distinctive aroma of coffee was like wishful thinking in his mind. It closed the eyes, letting its fragrance plunge all the way to the succum.

"Bumil is so, drink coffee just use style and drama," said Bibi saw Dila so enjoy the smell of hot coffee that was just served.

Dila put down her cup and wrote a long sentence. "Smooth Bi, dear if drunk. If I see Brother want to drink coffee that way. Coffee smelled first, freshly smashed."

"Secretly love to watch out yes, love pantes," Auntie guessed.

Dilara just smiled at the woman's words like her mother's.

While on the plane.

Rolex was confused, his young master went back and forth to the toilet due to nausea.

"Like the first time on a plane, boss," Rolex said.

"I also do not understand, it was breakfast before boarding," said Ezra when he finished throwing away the nausea.

With a limp step, he returned to his cabin. He was looking for something inside the small black bag he had been carrying since.

"Search what Boss? here I help you," Rolex bargained to see Ezra busy looking for something that never got.

"Dila's wet wipes, please," he said, handing the small black bag to Rolex.

"Apples, apples, apples, geez. This is all Miss' skincare, perfume too?" rolex muttered when he saw the contents.

It's only fitting since the boarding, Rolex was amazed because Ezra never brought any pouch other than a tab and a mobile phone if traveling. All the work equipment is in the Rolex backpack. But this time it was different. The black bag he held never escaped the grasp of an Ezra's hand.

"Here, Boss."

"Thanks, I'm dizzy. Don't wake me." He received wet wipes from Rolex hands. Take one sheet and then put it over his face.

"Dila, your smell has made me miss my house."

This time, it was hard to leave the house. In addition to a long period of time, she was worried about the condition of the woman who was pregnant with her baby.

Five hours later.

Rolex was surprised by his employer's hasty move on the way to the toilet.

Ezra regained nausea vomiting even though no food had entered his stomach since noon.

"Lex, please pouch earlier and dress me up," she opened the toilet door as Rolex knocked several times.

The assistant brought him a change of clothes, a long-sleeved black shirt with a pouch belonging to his young mistress.

Rolex again knocked on the door of the toilet quietly and handed the boss two items.

"Thanks," he said as he received an object from Rolex hands.

"Dila, O God. You swear what's the same with me?" his weakness held the pain due to his eyes closed when nausea earlier.

"It's really, really" Rolex shook his head in surprise.

"Where's my meal? I'm hungry" he said as he sat back down. Rolex offers a delayed lunch menu for its young master.

"Please ask for Apple or apple tea or cider, Lex," he asked the assistant again.

"Miss Persis. Bring the baby, boss," guess Rolex when the man stands up to the pantry where the flight attendant is.

Deghs.

"Thul? but I was indeed comfortable with her smell and strangely the nausea instantly disappeared. Good thing Aunt reminded me and gave this to me. At first I could not believe it, but thank God it turned out to be the cure," murmured Ezra realized his stupidity.

His right hand pulled out the device from his pants pocket. He opened the gallery, his fingers sliding quickly a number of photos. Ezra looked at the picture of Dila he took last night as the woman fell asleep.

"You guys, what are you doing? don't be naughty Boy. Pity Mother later, enough Father who feels this way," he murmured still looking at the photo of Dilara.

"Hmm, start to love," Rolex quipped, putting one cup of warm apple cider for the master.

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In the afternoon, PIK.

Bi Inah approached Dilara who was sitting in a lazy chair, on the balcony of the living room. The wrinkled finger thrust out a letter.

"Read to the end, don't conclude for yourself. Ask your aunt if there is something that is not understood," said Bi Inah not separated to look at the bead of Dilara's eyes, with a serious face.

"Yes" answered Dila.

His heart was pounding as he opened the cover of the red letter.

"Assalamu'alaikum, dear."

Deghs.

Deghs.

Deghs.

"Sa-yang .. say-say-ang?" ogre.

Dila rubbed his eyes many times, not misread? or is this not a letter to her?

The girl turned back the paper she was holding, until Bibi reprimanded her behavior.

"Make Non Dila. It was clearly on the cover ... Dilara Huwaida ... here from the name alone is so beautiful, who else? there is no way it's another name Rolex or sonny, let alone Auntie," Bi Inah was anxious herself, though she could not help but smile at the innocent attitude of her little master.

"Eh, yes." Dila was clumsy to realize her stupidity. He continued to read a neat line of sentences.

"What meda? sorry I didn't leave to you. Last night come home in the early hours, and have to go again early."

"I've been to China, for five months. Forced to leave because if not, then the survival of the hundreds of employees who depend on me, is on the edge."

"Prieve that what I did there goes well and can go home as soon as I can, Dila."

"Don't be too tired. Follow Aunt's advice as long as I'm not home."

"Part yourself well. After I get home, we go to Surabaya to see Mom and Mita, thanks there, Ok?"

"To be honest, this time I'm hard left you, Dila...."

Emery El Qavi's son-in-law fell silent, repeating a line of her husband's handwriting.

"Did you ask me to pray for him? he also said it was hard leaving me?"

"This is what it means, brother? same me?"

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...Mbok Bang Ezra if the writing is clear, know ndiri girls mah like to pretend not to understand. Want jebret jebret clear 😂 do not use figurative, parable etc.....

...Mommy wait for the setaman flowers, or coffee from the beloved can also haha.....