SOUND FOR DILARA
CHAPTER 59. RETRY

Ezra accidentally fell asleep in the room after he prayed together with Dila dawn earlier, so he also missed breakfast time.

Rolex was forced to repeatedly knock on the door of the room that did not open. Because he needed the signature of the owner of the EQ Building this morning. He had indeed advised not to enter the office so that many files that must be prepared.

Geck. Geck.

"Boss, sign please. I'm late for our early morning meeting back, '" he exclaimed from the front door.

Silent.

The man in the black suit is still waiting faithfully.

"Boss!" it sounds louder.

"Dangh, Lex?"

There was a raucous and weak voice of Ezra from the room.

"Yes, it's me. It's noon Boss. Madam waitin loh," her fishing rod again so that the leader quickly wake up.

Silent.

"What time is this?"

"Nearly nine o'clock in the morning. Come on, Boss!" Rolex knocked on the door again.

"Whatt! MELIA!" Ezra forgot, he just realized his mistake, again.

Rolex heard the sound of a step towards the door. Ezra opened the door and hit Rolex standing in front of him.

Brugh. Sraak.

"Boss! my file!" rolex shouted staggered, the pile of files in his hand falling scattered.

The husband of Ruhama's daughter-in-law did not care about the swear of his personal assistant. Ezra ran down the stairs to the study, but he could not find Dila there.

"Bi? Dila?" tanyanya anxious still with a clear pillow face, when crossing the kitchen area.

"Saw, in the room."

Ezra continued on his way to his wife's room. In the next minute, he returned to Bi Inah who was still loyal in the kitchen.

"But it's quiet, there's no sound" he said.

"Boss, sign. My file was a mess because of you earlier," Rolex finally pulled as hard as Ezra's arm toward the workspace, sitting the leader in a big chair.

"You should take a shower first, so that when you meet the Madam, it already smells Boss. I'm not like tuh," he gave advice, resuscitating a man who always looks perfect so as not to forget his habits.

"Where to sign?" he ignored Rolex's advice.

The assistant and his little friend handed over several stacks of files, requests for cooperation and other employment contracts.

Ezra's sharp netra immediately broke into a ball when his fingers reached for a map containing an invitation. Didn't you read it wrong?

"King Abdeen?" ask Ezra to the aspri.

"Hmm, that will be represented by me is also okay, Boss."

"Don't, I'll take Dila to this show. Not formal, right? just a casual barbeque, "he thought again asking Rolex to be sure to investigate first.

"I'll make sure. Boss, "pinta Rolex to have Ezra speed up his work.

Thirty minutes passed. Since Rolexander left the ten-story dwelling. Ezra went back up to the room, doing what his assistant suggested.

Now he was neat, coming down from the second floor wearing a khaki trouser suit with a short-sleeved old brown shirt, visited Dilara's room.

Geck. Geck.

"Dila. Can we talk now?" Ezra slipped a note from the bottom of the door.

Long she waited there, until Aunt reprimanded.

"What kind of eyes? that's Non Dila, in the living room, again work. Breakfast hasn't Den?" reprimand Aunt.

"Yet, please bring it to the front, Bi," he asked.

Upon reaching the living room door, Ezra stopped. She was astonished to see Dilara wearing earphones on her head.

"Has she been able to hear, to wear a device?" inner Ezra.

Slowly the strapping body wrapped in branded clothes was sitting on the sofa. Surprise the ayu girl with a floral homy dress and a dark green hijab sitting on the floor.

"Den, breakfast ... No, the vitamins haven't been taken." Bi Inah offered two trays with different contents to both employers.

After the housekeeper left. Ezra started writing something. Ignoring the breakfast on the table.

"Dila, thank you for sacrificing so much for me. Sorry if you have to bear the consequences that you may be reluctant to undergo at first ... I received my flesh and blood, never intending to ask you to remove it let alone dump you two. We'll take care of him together, won't we?"

" My departure to China doesn't avoid you. Mita's ban on not visiting here is not to restrict, to hide you from family but because I don't want you to be depressed if she knows our real relationship."

"So many mistakes were made by me. Starting from the intention of getting married to the night when I broke my promise. Do I always hurt you?"

"I want to fix everything. Are you still willing to be my wife, Dilara?"

Ezra wrote many long sentences. He then pushed the paper on the table, on the girl who was still struggling with work as if there was no other figure nearby.

You read all the lines on paper, without touching them. He then ascertained the seriousness of the series of words by looking at the face that was also staring at him.

"I'm serious" said Ezra reassuringly with a sharp eye of hope. The handsome face was suffused with tension, further affirming his jaw line.

"Give me a chance. After that, you can leave if I deny any improper behavior or cannot take good care of you. I promise you, I won't bother you anymore." Ezra wrote on the second paper.

"Honey, everything will stay like this until you are willing to accept me. I don't mean it." Persuade Ezra to return the third paper to Dila.

This silent woman seemed to think very carefully weighing the answers she would give.

As if waiting for punishment, Ezra was nervous when he saw Dilara start writing.

"Ok, for everything." The short writing of the woman who had succeeded in ravaging Ezra's heart.

"This only?" ezra asked in astonishment, disbelievingly looking at Dilara.

"Yes. Prove it first, sir." Again on another paper.

"Ck, Honey. Ko Sir anyway? not very good," he complained when reading the reply writing on a new paper.

"OK, it's okay. We start with the adek yuk test. I want to see my son directly. After that, walk wherever you want, I'll hang out all day."

Dilara fell silent, before finally nodding slowly.

"Alhamdulillah, thank you dear. I eat first while waiting for you to get ready. Don't forget to bring the control book adek." Ezra sumringah while inscribing his black ink on Dila's note.

Ermita's sister-in-law, then fixed all the books, as well as the supporting equipment of her work from the table and then slowly rose from her seat. She refused help from her husband not because of reluctance but because she did not want to disturb the breakfast that was very late.

After Dila left.

"AVT, you're smart. Hiding everything from me for a long time. It's worth it, rejecting all my gifts because it turns out you are independent," murmured Ezra in between the chews of food, he briefly saw a book, a module, relating to his wife's condition.

"From now on, all your wishes will be followed, dear."

A few minutes passed in silence, until the sound of footsteps approached.

"Have you been si-ap?" ezra asked stammered, as he turned to the pregnant woman who was so charming, even though in a loose khaki-colored robe with pashmina dangling to cover his chest and back.

Dilara only nodded, she lowered her face as the gaze of the man who was still sitting on the sofa, did not take a look from her.

Ezra. Approaching the figure before him. His fingers raised Dila's face.

C-ups.

"Beautiful, my wife." Dilara's husband landed a kiss on her tiny, seductive lips that morning.

Ezra smiled seeing a tinge of red hue radiating across his wife's cheeks.

"Yuk," he said as he grabbed Dila's right palm, linking with his left fingers.

Deghs.

Deghs.

Deghs.

Dilara like a puppet, resignedly following the steps of his handsome man. Her left fingers involuntarily touched her lips, sensing the real evidence of Ezra's possession of her now.

"May I call you, brother?"

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