
Din opened his eyes. Sayup, he accidentally saw the notification of the wife's phone. Delia's getting a threat message.
+6288********
Hey, *****! Lo will be ruined!
Slowly, he understood why his wife suddenly did not get excited last night. Delia gets terror from an unknown number. It had been a few days, he was still silent as well. Din will find their best time to talk.
"Are you awake?" Delia brought a glass of warm water to Din. "Drink first."
Din chugged slowly while staring at the old wife. In fact, a small habit can make his heart melt.
"Mommy said, every waking up should drink warm water."
"Rubber."
Delia touched Din's face, she confirmed whether this man had washed his face and was ready to hope.
Every time the little hand touched his body, it fed food to his mouth with great patience. He is not only submissive, but more than submissive. Whatever he did to protect her.
"Nake?" delia asked softly. He knows a lot about Din's likes not just about food. "Eat a lot."
Din finished eating faster. Today, he had to go to the publishing office. There are some problems with the new book cover. "You wanna come?"
"No, I have to accompany Oma."
Din kissed Delia's cheek, "You're so good as a granddaughter-in-law."
"This is how Delia is... "
Feeling anxious, Din immediately carried his wife's body. "How adorable are you, Del?"
Delia laughed cheerfully, she did not understand why it felt like Din was enchanted by her charm. "Haha! You're late to realize this, right?"
I want to stop time. Want to go into adolescence. Exchanges for the position of Delia-Lucky's first love. How lucky he would be to be Delia's first love. However, being the only love is the best.
"I hope this time... " Delia was too embarrassed to speak her heart.
"From now on, Delia's my love."
They smile together.
At two o'clock in the afternoon. He went to the publisher's office alone. How long has he not set foot on the office floor. I also feel good as a major publishing editor. Salary offered is good. Although, it is not comparable to the salary of managers in Equestrian Sjarer (Equestrian: a large horse race venue).
"Hoi, newlyweds!" ledek is a senior editor at the office. "Have you had a honeymoon?"
"Bang Taki definitely understands more and does not have to ask, still less for me." Din takes a seat next to Bang Taki, he pulls out a work laptop and enters serious working mode.
"Chabbby's novel is in huge demand right now, huh? Dylan, don't take a long hiatus dong!" Bang Taki was pumping, hoping for a script to come from Dylan.
"Where is the design team, Bang?" ask Din.
"Say, Chabbby is here again, tuh," Bang Taki pointed at someone familiar to Din.
"Rome?" he made sure that Chabbby was the closest person to Din. People whose homes are not far away. "So... Chabbby it's Saras, hahaha."
Wait for. Din was thinking. If Chabbby wrote his new novel based on someone he likes. He knew who it was quickly. "Anj**, this is mah, Tony! Ahaha!"
"Tony, you temen? The one with the cross-face and the dangdutan, Din?" Bang Taki was even more astonished. "Haha."
Just imagine you're sick enough. Tony will be excited, koprol and do a lot of kayang poses if it is proven Saras likes it since High School.
They were still laughing, making some people glance cynically and hinting to be silent.
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Oma Aliyah's cousin, Oma Sariya. They suddenly came home and brought a surprise. No preparation or welcoming party.
"Cari... " Oma Aliyah hugged her cousin.
Oma Sariya looked calm, she did not talk too much. But Delia's figure, distracting her. "You're Din's wife, aren't you?"
"You're a very beautiful girl, Delia," Oma Sariya held Delia's hand. "Thank you for being part of our family."
Delia realized it was true that the Sjarier family was different from other conglomerate families. Not differentiating a person's social status, they often make large donations without much consideration. The principle of a rich family that is rarely encountered by him.
Oma Sariya came with a granddaughter. Girl in her early twenties, she doesn't talk much. Just staring at the phone, smiling occasionally. Like a man in love - drunken romance.
"Hihihi." the young girl named Abel laughed.
Oma Aliyah and Oma Sariya ignored Abel. They already understand the character of their grandchildren - the important thing is to be happy.
"Abel, huh?" Delia took the initiative to sit next to Abel.
"Hey, Brother Delia." Abel humbled the body, he saluted. "Hehe... "
"You look like you're really cool, huh."
Abel showed me his phone, he was reading a comedy. "I didn't expect to be this funny, hahaha."
Delia found Abel even funnier, "Hadeh, you wibu?" (wibu: anime/comic lovers)
The sound of the gate opening and the sound of a large motor distracting Abel. He hadn't seen his cousin Din in a long time. Moreover, he brought a friend - Tony.
"Gawat, this sister of Din, is my type." Abel looked at Tony like he was fascinated at first sight.
Din and Tony went into the house. They did not forget to greet the two Omas. And unabashedly, Tony immediately sat down at the dining table. Din's house is like his own home, especially he must admit the best Sjarer home assistant cuisine.
"Mbak Ipeh will be hurt to see you eat ravenously here, '' ledek Din.
"Tony does not know himself" added Delia.
"Mending me rather than a baby chandelier to be fed, right?" Tony smartly retorted, he also smiled without guilt then continued to devour grilled gurameh, "Eat mania!"
Abel sat in front of Tony. It is not necessary to introduce themselves, which obviously they already follow each other on instag**m. "Sister Tony, hungry?"
Tony nodded, he lazily replied as he was being greedy. But he was so upset to see Din being fed by Delia. It turned out that getting married was very beneficial for Din; he was well taken care of by his wife.
"You want to be fed too, brother?" suddenly Abel asked in a flat tone.
Din and Delia looked at Abel cynically.
"Your cousin... " Delia whispered in Din's ear, "He's a handsome guy?"
"Tony has known Abel for a long time, dear."
Delia stopped feeding Din. He immediately typed a message for Saras, "There's a threat."
"Gue's going up, Ton," Din moved from the dining chair to the stairs. He also brought his wife.
"Why what?" ask Delia.
Din invites Delia to sit on the sofa, there are some things to talk about. "You... I should have told you that it was a threat, right?"
Delia started to limp, she hid well for two days. Stay nimble caught by Din.
"You, Delia Iristi... " Din hugged Delia, not too tightly. "I'll protect you."
"I... "
Seriate...
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