The Marry Din
The Part 19

Delia deliberately woke up early to queue up the chicken porridge and bring the father her favorite breakfast. After marriage, he began to understand about the shift in roles. It was no longer Papa who became the head of the family. When the ruler declared it legitimate, his responsibility passed to Din.

The streets are complex, a place that always bears witness to how compact the father-son ran in the morning. Although only a few minutes, the memories when spending laughter certainly look at the mind.

"Pa, Ma, "Delia's already pressing the bell. When the door opened, he entered. "Bang Ryan's... Aunties... "

Delia explored the middle room. Sit and lie on the couch watching N*tflix as usual in the past before he got married. "Haha, big brother!"

Bang Ryan carried a large suitcase and went down the stairs. There's a shitty sight of an unemployed man. "Woi, if you want to be unemployed in that room!"

Delia stuck out her tongue and pointed her middle finger, "Diem deh, stay at home again."

"Gue pity the sister-in-law. He must not have known your bad behavior all this time. I kept my mouth shut all this time, Del." Bang Ryan felt pity but also a sense of excitement if one of his sister's bad habits was revealed.

"Din was grateful to get my rich fairy godmother, Bang." Delia grimaced bravely. Indeed, when at the husband's family home, he held back a lot. "During my stay at Din's house, I miss the atmosphere of this house."

"Stop! I don't want the same room next to the newlyweds let alone Gecko who is the obvious meek bar-bar." Bang Ryan wore sunglasses while descending the last steps confidently. "I'd better take an office business trip to Kuala Lumpur. Drugs, Grandpa!"

"Don't forget it, brother!"

"Yes, all right, Deck." Bang Ryan was amused himself and walked quickly as his co-worker was already waiting in front of the gate with a pouting face.

Delia forgot to bring a cell phone. Lately group chat WA made it upset. Many people show off achievement. While he since graduation S2, has not found the right job. Saras though not yet working in an office, income as an online novel writer is quite abundant. The fact that Din is Dylan, her idol writer, makes Delia even more embarrassed. Din who according to people seemed relaxed enjoying family wealth turned out to work harder than anyone.

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"Miss Delia!" Bi Surti just came home shopping from the Andaro minimarket so happy to see Delia coming home. "How are you, Neng Del?"

Delia hugged Bi Surti, "Well, Bi. I miss the house, I miss all the residents."

"Father and Mother again there is an official event, he said the son of the married official was his subordinate Mother in the office."

"Ah, I understand who, Bi."

"Yes, Neng, Aunty wants to continue some room in the back."

"OK," Delia gave a thumbs up. He resumed his activities, watching N*tflix, a romantic comedy-drama.

Half an hour passed quickly. Delia gets carried away in the spectacle, the story of a strange man who falls in love with a co-worker.

"Freak! Ahaha!" Delia laughed loudly while beating the sofa cushion because of the silly scene.

Someone in the back noticed and smiled. "You don't have HP. I'm looking for you."

It's Din...

Delia is unaware of Din's arrival. He started to panic. Din will definitely be amused to see the clothes attached to Delia's body.

"Damn it, I'm wearing this shirt" muttered Delia.

Din sat down, he approached and embraced it. Delia who looked depressed made Din even more want to tease her. "I've seen it."

"Aragh!" Delia looked annoyed and very embarrassed.

"I got this T-shirt Papa to the material store, said the owner, this is the most premium wall paint shirt with cotton material that is suitable for relaxing at home." Delia tried to explain, she also did not lie about the incident she had experienced. "This shirt is also super adem, semriwing."

Din was silent, he was astonished too. Not that he wanted to denounce Delia's unique taste, but several times he came to the publishing office that was being renovated. The painter also wears the same t-shirt as his wife. But he remained amazed by the simplicity of the Fairy Godmother.

"This is my most comfortable shirt anyway." Delia glanced at Din's white T-shirt, which cost two million (Stussy), not to mention the reading glasses she still wears for five million rupiahs (Oakley). "So this is called a decrepit," he added while languishing.

"Do you also have a condiment shirt from Mas Jarot? She's your bestie." Din kepo because his home assistant often said Mas Jarot distributed free shirts from famous kitchen spice brands.

Delia nodded slowly.

"Really?" Din stupefied. Judging from the uniqueness of Delia, it is beyond the predictions of a fashion observer. "Try me tonight with the condiment t-shirt, honey. I was curious!"

The bad side that he deliberately closed in the Sjarier family home is a variety of unique shirts that are difficult to accept among the elite. Din smiled in wonder.

"But I didn't expect you to have this side." Din was anxious, he hugged Delia tightly. "You're an expensive perfume maniac."

"Hehehe... " Delia blushed, her face reddened. Moreover, being in the arms of a husband with a spec beyond K-pop idols is the most beautiful gift.

Close their fingers, "Let's get smaller, funny."

"Not funny, every time you hold your hand. I feel the destruction." Delia as a woman, she disliked the bracelet, but seeing the Ca*rtier bracelet Din wore felt like a difference in their tastes.

"Would you wear a couple's bracelet, right? That, rich male lead in the drama you again watched." Din pointed at his bracelet. "There's also a series for couples."

"Hmm, that must be expensive. I'm enough with my ingenuity like this, you enjoy your downhill luxury." Delia smiled widely, she felt possessed by the spirit of wisdom.

Seeing Delia's way of speaking, Din grew even more anxious. Yes, that is how Delia is. He is wiser than anyone, even though he is sometimes naive.

"It turns out this way, Delia," Din plays Delia's hair.

"Do you think I'm a fake?"

"You're hard to pin down."

"But you beautifully describe first love in a novel." Delia complained of feeling her heart murky whenever she remembered the beautiful sentences that Dylan had strung together for her first love. The first novel he read had the title "Initial R", "Rasti right?"

Din nodded, he could not lie. The novel was indeed when he was drunk with romance with first love. "You're not my first love. But, from now on, you're one for good."

"Hmm" muttered Delia.

"I'm sorry for my stupidity in the past." Din landed a kiss on Delia's lips, "I was lucky to get the Fairy Godmother."

Delia could not help but cry, she was happy, she was also more and more enamored with Din. How can you fall in love with the same person every day. Just like Mark said.

"As your feelings grow natural, they will feel more meaningful and you may think, how can their charm make you fall in love every day. I hope you realize this, it means your marriage is happy."

"I'll be tormented if I see you crying for someone else."

Seriate...