Trapped With The Jelita
Sister Girl

Ralen was wearing a tie around the neck of her husband's shirt, and this morning her husband had to go to check all his work before returning to Jakarta tomorrow morning.

Two weeks had passed well, without any problems even all the existing problems he had handled and now the company that had been mined closure has been operating as it should.

"It's our last day here, whether it's a honeymoon or we go to another city or you're going abroad? European, maybe?"

The man who was staring at the face of the wife who was so serious about tying a tie around her neck gave an offer, a honeymoon offer that even Ralen had never thought of before since they were married.

Ralen's hand that was trembling because really since he failed to tie the tie properly even so not moving at all due to the words that had just entered into his sense of hearing.

"Honeymoon?" Ralen even questioned as if his ears had been misheard.

Ipul throws his lips and grabs the silent hand of his wife, teaching her to tie the tie around her neck properly and correctly, "if you will, if you don't want me to, I won't force it," he said in a flat voice.

He was the one who suddenly offered but now his statement sounded like he wasn't serious about the offer, this man was just chatting or really wanted to tempt his wife who never traveled out of town let alone out of the country?

As a result of help from her husband finally the tie can be perfectly coiled around the neck of the navy-colored shirt, Ralen also seemed to tidy it up a little.

"Where? my question only applies until later tonight, if you don't give an answer I assume you really don't want to go anywhere," said Ipul.

Is this a question or a threat? questions like this seem to force the woman in front of him to immediately make a choice, the real choice is in the bottom of the man's heart.

Someone who suddenly asks something is not actually his own desire? but in order not to be too visible that she wants to go on a honeymoon then comes the idea to offer to the person she wants to invite.

"I have to go to college" Ralen said as if he did not understand that at this time his husband was the one who really wanted to go on his honeymoon.

Ipul frowned and got an answer that indirectly refused his invitation, the man immediately put away Ralen's hand which had been at the end of his tie, then without saying directly wear a suit and just leave.

Ralen, who watched her husband's every move, only scratched behind his ear, "would he leave?" confused because her husband did not say anything like saying goodbye like yesterday.

"You want to go?" she finally regained consciousness and followed her husband towards the door.

"You think?"

Ralen stopped her steps and in an instant came to a realization after hearing her husband's voice turn into a very keto.

"He angry?" ralen asked when her husband was nowhere to be seen behind the closed door.

In the car Damar could see that his young master's face was stiffening, and he expected something new to happen.

"Young master."

"Why are women always insensitive!"

Damar had just called but the man behind had already immediately made a sound saying what he felt.

Right now, Damar's guess is that his young master is in trouble with a woman, and it is certain that she is the wife of his own young master.

"Ipul already offers for a honeymoon but instead think of college, is not the lecture can be done at any time? Ipul regretted entering her college," snorted Ipul with tightened jaws.

"Master offered?" tanya Damar tried to dive into the problem that occurred between the young master and his wife.

Ipul nodded, confirming the question from the assistant.

"That's the fault of the young master actually," said Damar to make Ipul enforce his seat and then open one button in his suit.

Hearing the words from the assistant suddenly made Ipul become grand, how could he even be wrong? doesn't that mean good? he wants to honeymoon with his wife, wrong?

"Why did Om even turn on Ipul?!" asked in an annoyed tone, he meant well but could-can Om Damar instead blame himself should Om Damar defend himself and blame Ralen insensitive.

"Ekhem, ekhem."

Damar cleared his throat for a while and then confirmed the clothes he was wearing, at a time like this he had to be calm so as not to be provoked and even get himself into trouble.

"The young master should not offer, but just take it, if that's the case Miss will not be able to refuse, after all.." Damar seemed hesitant to say it, he knew very well what his young master was like, stubbornly willing to win by himself and sometimes his prestige was very high, it's like it's very difficult to admit what he wants and feel that's what people often misunderstand him.

Ipul knitted his eyebrows and sat further forward and his eyes were so focused on the assistant that his assistant became uncomfortable and misbehaved.

Just imagine a man looking at another man with a difficult gaze to interpret, if other people who do not know them see will they later misunderstand? they were two abnormal people.

Damar shuddered in horror at the thought of a flash that appeared in the brain of his head and then stroked his chest that was so unreasonable.

"I mean Om, Ipul immediately so bring Jelita honeymoon?" ask the man who seemed to understand the assistant's words.

Damar nodded, "if that is so it will not want Miss Ralen to go," Damar explained with a proud face as if it was a very brilliant idea that was not thought of by the superior, though other brained humans will think the same as him, only a handful of people who are sometimes slow in thinking because they put forward stubbornness that invites emotion.

Ipul returned back to his seat while confirming the location of his watch, "Ipul does not want ah, let Jelita who makes the effort to go on a honeymoon."

Well, if this is confirmed Damar was sorry to feel the most brilliant person with the idea of the market, he forgot who he is dealing with now, he was, the son of the late Irman whose nature is very much different from his father.

The man who sits on the backseat will still prioritize his prestige and try to resist his own wishes when he is what really wants to go on a honeymoon, one week in Batam still not satisfied?

****

"Ma." Daniya called her mother who was busy reading a magazine in the family room.

"What's up Dani? where are you going?" the question when he saw Daniya was dressed very neatly, it means his son will go out of the house.

Daniya sat next to the woman who had closed the magazine that had accompanied empty time and then embraced the old woman's body spoiled, pampered, it was clear that he loved the woman who had been taking care of him since infancy.

"Where are you going?" repeating his question while stroking Daniya's shoulder-length hair.

Daniya broke her embrace and sat back down, "Dani wants to meet Agatha" Daniya replied.

"Agatha? why didn't he come here?" from the question, Dayna already knew Agatha, a friend of her son who is British.

"Wouldn't she meet Mama?" ask Dayna again with a frown on her forehead.

"She's got business, maybe she'll come" Daniya took the magazine in her lap and read it.

The Indonesian magazine, which certainly presents news from the country, felt nothing interesting to make Daniya flip through sheet by sheet.

"Daniya" called Dayna hesitant, in fact she did not want to make her adopted child uncomfortable and certainly would not be happy with what she said.

"Hm," Daniya muttered with her hands and eyes still in the magazine containing 52 pieces with no spirit.

"You don't intend to meet your sister?"

Daniya momentarily stopped her hand movements hearing the question asked by the mother.

"For what?" daniya asked in an impressed tone, but she had to respond to a question from her mother.

"For what? yes to get acquainted and get closer to who knows you can be familiar and close and then you can share stories or problems with him, will not sisters usually be more familiar?" dayna explained.

Honestly, he hopes Daniya will forgive his family because Dayna herself is a witness that Daniya's parents are not at all what Daniya accused, because Dayna herself is a witness that Daniya's parents are not at all like, but repeatedly he explained that Daniya still did not want to listen as if she was covered by hatred.

Daniya smiled cynically thinking that Dayna's words were very unreasonable, she was probably familiar with her two sisters as her heart continued to blame them for what she was going through.

"They've taken what Dani should have felt and Dani won't forgive them let alone know and be familiar, it feels very unlikely, unless they want to give back what should be Dani's," Daniya said as if the happiness she had all along meant nothing.

He is living well without ever feeling any difficulties in his life, everything he wants he always gets but his words are as if he never got anything, he never got anything, it was as if there was no happiness he had felt all along.

"Is the affection that Papa and Mama give you not enough?" Dayna felt offended by the words of her adopted son.

Hearing that Daniya immediately hugged Dayna's body very tightly, "enough, even more than enough because whatever Daniya wants you to always give it, only Daniya felt jealous of them, they were raised by biological parents, although Daniya also get affection but it may feel different Ma, Mama must understand what Daniya means," obviously Daniya buried her face in the chest of the Mama.

Dayna nodded in understanding and her hand stroked the child's head very gently and filled with affection that would not diminish from the past until now.

Daniya is still his son and will continue to be so until he can no longer exhale.

"It looks like Daniya is too late, Agatha may have been waiting, Daniya has to leave now," said Daniya let go of a hug and then moved from her seat but before that she gave a kiss on both cheeks.

The cup! cups!

"Dani's gone."

"What time's it?" Dayna asked when Dani had started to step up.

"Maybe it's night" Daniya said with a thoughtful face.

Dayna nodded, "if so carefully," Dayna reminded Daniya.

Daniya drives her own car to where Agatha is, Daniya thinks her friend is busy dating and is unlikely to contact her but Agatha contacted her last night and asked her to come see her.

Daniya can not guess what happened with her friend who is often flocking lovers, men who are recognized as lovers everything is not clear, nothing is clear, the relationship a week ago broke up even Agatha dated for only three days, isn't that amazing?

It's normal for Agatha, but for Daniya it's very strange, because she doesn't even want to hook up with a guy she doesn't like, unlike Agatha who is free to want to be with any man even though she does not have any feelings, maybe that is what makes her friend often change partners.

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