The Marry Din
The Part 28

Every time he saw her gentle gaze that swept away all the restless feelings, he was getting drugged in the charm of the beautiful woman that was under his body. Sometimes, it looks like an illusion. "You are so beautiful... "

There was some sense of wrongness that enveloped his conscience every time it touched his face. Like this someone conquered?

"Delia's... " Din put on his sleeping robe. He is calming down. It's not good to disturb her deep sleep, "Good sleep, honey."

Din covered Delia's body with a blanket, making sure the room temperature did not hit. It's like a dream, but it's reality. Delia would definitely curse him every time he woke up and had trouble walking.

"Din" he said slowly.

"Hem?" Din looked at her before waking up. "Why?"

Delia smiled and then nodded back to sleep.

A few hours later. He got up and found a piece of paper, "I'd like to go for a little sport. Don't forget the breakfast. See yes, Babe."

Looks like today, he's off to curse Din. She recalled the romance of her husband last night. Starting from carrying him to the room to kiss him many times before sleeping together.

"Ahaha... " Delia who was still wrapped in a sleeping blanket kept smiling at how good Din's movements and body shape was, "Hehe, he is indeed a good guy."

"What?" suddenly Din was standing by the door of the room.

"Say you want sport?" delia asked frantically as she picked up the outer lying on the floor.

"Udah done, really. "

Delia felt embarrassed because Din stared at her for a long time, "Don't look at me."

Din is not sure if Delia has two personalities because at midnight, it does not feel like the Delia he knows. "Are you really the one who's up at midnight on top of my body, Del?"

Delia immediately covered Din's mouth with a palm, "No... Don't discuss... "

"I like it so much though.''

Din laughed, he just wanted to tease Delia. But the adorable reaction of a cute Delia-style frown is unmatched. He also has a beautiful nickname.

"I don't know anything else, but, Delia... Can you hug me for a second?" Din held Delia's hand. His facial expression was different from last night. Looks shaken.

Delia hurriedly hugged him, "You're definitely not okay."

"Hem," he answered flatly.

They've known you for a long time. Delia knows exactly how Din's emotions are changing, she doesn't have to ask for excuses and force him to tell her stories. Some sad people need a hug more.

"Thank you for not asking anything" Din said with a low tone of voice and an expressionless face. "Thank you for hugging me now."

Delia clasped Din's hand tightly. She did not want to talk much, all she wanted as a wife was to give support to her husband.

"Just like eight years ago" whispered Din, "You hugged me too."

Delia looked inside and then remembered the incident eight years ago. The first shock for Din Sjarier, if the news is real.

"I'm an illegitimate child raised like a holy prince."

The same sentence. Delia heard it eight years ago. Din's expressionless pale face was more painful to look at. During this time, he only occasionally heard rumors blowing that Aunt Almira was not Din's birth mother. Still, she was the best stepmother ever.

"I'm a bastard, Del. That's why I always knew myself... "

Delia hugged him tighter and did not speak.

"Although everyone accepted me, but, I remained self-conscious. He said an illegitimate child like me is disgusting."

"Who said he was disgusting? To me, you are a very cool and very handsome person."

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Hideout room. He did not want to look chaotic back in front of Delia. Din decided to calm down. He also had to edit several pages of the manuscript before printing.

"A bastard." Every time you hear or read it, your heart hurts.

In the past, he had only heard of two people who hurled insults 'bad boys'. Raffa once loudly said it in front of Rasti.

"Don't mind him," Rasti was as indifferent as not hearing anything.

Not with Din, he pecked for a moment and explored similar painful memories. "Aren't you hurt? There are no illegitimate children in this world."

"You think I don't know that, Din? I know better than you it's like being called an illegitimate child."

"I'm sorry."

Din keeps secrets, wounds and painful memories all by himself. In fact, having Rasti in the past - it is difficult to discuss because of Rasti's ego.

One sad day, when he was just 17 years old. Someone came to Din's house with many lavish gifts with a proud smile. The foreign woman in Din's eyes dominated the living room even Oma did not look angry.

"This, Din?" The elegant-dressed woman hugged Din, "It's good to see you grow up to be a very handsome man."

"You who?" Din took off a hug, he kept his distance and sat down near Mami Almira.

"It could be that my biological son is closer to his stepmother, haha, it's funny."

Papi is not home due to a business trip.

"Lad, don't scare Din." Mami Almira tries to protect Din.

"Come on, Madam Almira, Din's my real son. But it feels like he's your son."

I began to understand the situation. There is a reason why his brother hates the presence of Din at home. One by one the answers came up.

"A bastard who was raised like a holy prince," someone came down the stairs while enjoying the boring family drama.

"Tante, you still have the guts to come to our house. You are living very comfortably in America."

Din's older brother, Digo, was the first wife's child to die of heart disease. Din was born out of wedlock when his mother attended college in America - married in series for the good name of each family. Meanwhile, Dina, is the last child born from a happy marriage.

"Digo, watch your talk, son." Mami Almira mediates them.

"Right, right, Mi? Papi used to marry this woman religiously in order to keep a good name. Moreover, you guys used to be S2 students at Yale."

Her footsteps naturally protected the infuriating woman who wished to be called mother, "Don't say so, Brother."

The lady looked at the son's eyes, "Sorry, Mommy, Din."

"You're the only disgrace for us, Din," Digo said in a casual tone. He doesn't care about anything, he just wants to voice his heart. How heartbroken to hear the news of his father's sudden marriage in the past.

"You bad boy! You told me in front of my son that he was an illegitimate son."

"You have to apologize, Digo!" mami Almira.

"Don't hurt, Din" Oma said before leaving with her personal assistant for the study.

Din ran outside. He believes that the things he had heard were only part of the dream combined with illusion because of his imagination as a writer. But it's not really.

"Oma telfon, she said you're sad and depressed because of pets." Delia came up to him boldly, "Need a friend's embrace?"

Seriate...