SURROGATE WOMB (DINDA)
Meet Frida and Ryan

Today's flight felt quite boring and impressed long for Dinda, it was very desirable he had a flying wing style so that it could get to Ryan's place in the blink of an eye. Moreover, there was a delay for 15 minutes because there was a problem with one of the engines on his plane increasingly upset Dinda.

Arriving in the destination city, Dinda immediately contacted Fitri to ask where her husband's room was, she did not want to come there and many asked the receptionist. "Phy.. Sorry to bother you again, do you know where my husband's room number is? I happen to be here, I can't wait to find him" asked Dinda via chat.

"Gue forgot Din anyway, like at that time the receptionist said in room 307 what 337 yes, duh forgot me, sorry," replied Fitri slightly disappointed Dinda.

"Well.. Okay no papa, I ask my husband directly, he will be honest what not," replied Dinda.

"Sorry very Din, I don't know if finally you nyamperin here, if you need help do not hesitate to contact me and if you want to stay can also," answer Fitri who was not replied by Dinda. His current focus was to finish this danced presumption in his brain.

Dinda several times contacted Ryan but was not reciprocated, a sense of indignation enveloped him. Dinda finally came to room 307 first, who knew there was her husband.

Long enough Dinda knocked on the door until finally out came a young woman whose face was beautiful and clean white body, the woman was wearing a kimono and hair wrapped in a towel, seemed to have just shampooed.

"Who's looking for my brother?" ask a beautiful young woman.

"Is this really the room in Ryan's name?" ask Dinda carefully.

"Ryan's? Ryan who is brother? Here is me and my husband his name is Brian not Ryan" the woman said.

"O.oh.. Sorry sister means I'm wrong room, excuse me," said Dinda shy not playing.

Emotions that he had difficulty controlling even now made him ashamed of himself, fortunately the occupants of room 307 did not follow up further so that Dinda could say goodbye with a little calm.

Walking straight without a definite purpose made Dinda to the front of the elevator, she wanted to go home but she was like hearing the voice of her husband talking to someone, to be sure, she said, dinda hid behind the elevator wall.

"Lohs.. How did the elevator suddenly open on its own?" ryan asked in surprise.

"Yes.. Though we have not been pushed, do not-don't." replied Frida shuddered in horror.

"Don't think negatively first, there could have been someone who wanted to go on and on, so because suddenly there was something left behind" Ryan denied.

"Should we know the guy dong or not we hear the sound of his shoes, is this it? Ryan's silence" Frida denied.

"Whatever, I'm tired so I want to go back to the room" replied Ryan lazy debate. Want no one to enter the elevator cake or indeed the ignorance of invisible creatures cake, the most important purpose Ryan here to work and not disturb. Frida, who was terrified, finally got into the elevator, only the two of them were inside. The feeling of Dinda getting crowded, why should there be a woman at every step of her husband?

Feeling that the situation was safe, Dinda checked where they were going to get out of the elevator, it turned out that they were both on the same floor, which was the 6th floor.

"Okay, let's see how far the woman will dare to approach you" muttered Dinda and entered the elevator.

Ting.. The elevator sounds open, now Dinda is on the 6th floor, many rooms here and again Dinda is confused to go to what room number. Not wanting the wrong room to repeat itself, Dinda finally called her husband.

"Hello, are you done with your work?" ask Dinda.

"Well, just got into the room" replied Ryan.

"Oh.. Busy too, it turns out, where are you at the hotel?" tanya Dinda's fishing.

"Didn't I tell you at the time?" ask Ryan.

"I'm sorry I forgot, just tell me what's hard" replied Dinda a little annoyed.

"O.. Room number?" ask Dinda impatiently.

"Should details be so, dear?" asked Ryan in surprise.

"Must dong.. He said in a relationship can't be kept secret, can't you remember? During the day you get caught wet coming to the boutique with middle-aged women, you can just add time here for other reasons," said Dinda.

"God.. Still discussed, next time yes today I am tired, I swear, I also feel like I want to go home," pinta Ryan.

"Then he said in what room number, anyways if you lie wherever I know mas, there's no way I'm samperin there," trap Dinda.

"I'm in room 337 on the 7th floor, any more questions to ask?" ask Ryan.

"Nothing.. Thanks mas, good night," Dinda replied and then turned off the call. Dinda walked down every door watching her number, right at the end of the room where her husband was

"Here we go.. Hopefully there will be no woman inside" muttered Dinda deg-degan as she could not imagine what it would be like to see her husband in one room with another.

Ting tong ting.. The sound of Ryan's room bell, because Ryan got a room that suite, so he could reply to the sound of the bell through the sound, he wanted to make sure who was visiting. "Who?" ask Ryan.

"Cleaning service," replied Dinda making her voice slightly smaller for her husband to believe.

"Oh Okay just go in," replied Ryan from the inside and Dinda did not immediately open the door, he neutralized his feelings first to look calm.

Feeling that he did not open the door, Ryan finally walked forward and opened the door. "I told you to go in." said Ryan was cut off, he was surprised if in front of him this was his wife, Dinda. Feeling like a dream, Ryan finally hit his cheek hard enough and felt pain.

"Sa.. The darling? Is this really you?" ask Ryan to make sure.

"Who would it be if it wasn't Dinda Safitri? Is there anyone here whose face looks like mine?" ask Dinda.

"Son.. Nothing, how did you get here? We just called, oh what not" asked Ryan.

"That's right.. When I called I just made sure you were right at this hotel or not and the room number was wrong?" ryan asked with emphasis.

"Son.. Absolutely not wrong" replied Ryan nervously.

"Okay, then?" tanya Dinda hangs.

"Then? What does that mean, baby?" ryan did not understand.

"God.. Then you let me be outside and stand up like this?" sindir Dinda's.

"Good shit sorry baby sorry.. Come on in, you must be tired of the trip here," take Ryan and they both come in.

"What do you eat or drink? Let me tell you," asked Ryan attentively but Dinda shook her head, she didn't need to eat or drink because all she needed was an explanation, who Frida was and who was beautiful, too, are they both the same person?

When Ryan offered his wife again, there was the sound of another bell that made him curious. "Who?" ask Ryan from the inside.

"It's me.. Frida, why is everything locked down?" frida asked with an annoyed expression.

"Frida? The woman you told your client was a mas? Let it in" replied Dinda firmly.