I'm Not a Mandul Woman
Chapter 115

Early hugged Dion who was supposed to be leaving for the airport. Both were crying sadly.

"Dion, don't stay here alone Mama Yon! Mama can't afford to split long with you!" dini said in her tears. Yulia couldn't see it all, she was also glassy.

"Mama, Dion loves Mama, Dion doesn't want to separate from Mama either." the boy hugged his mother so tightly. Romi who had heated up his car was out again.

"Mama, come with Dion and Papa. We live in Papa's house, rather than living in a rented house. Go Ma!" whinek Dion in Early arms. Arsen who heard it also advanced.

"Dion dear listen to Papa yes, son! We have to leave soon. Don't let us miss Dion's plane!" persuade Arsen to keep his son from getting drowned in grief.

"But Pah, Dion wants Mama to come with us Pah!"

"May ya, Pah! Hiccu..." Arsen turned to hear the request of the child who still hugged his mother.

"Dion baby, let's go! If Mama you miss, let Mama follow another day, we don't have much time, we can miss the plane!" arsen's hand reached out to Dion who was still holding Dini, trying to separate them so that Dion could go with her immediately.

"Please, please don't separate me from Dion. I can't stand the mas! Help me!" Dini pleaded with tears, tightly clasped one hand Dion.

"here, go! Stop your crying, you can visit Dion if you miss. But now, let me take him." Dini shook her head strongly. As a mother, she could not part with her only child.

"No, Dion's here with me! If you miss him, you're the one who wants him here. Especially if you have another wife, I don't want Dion to live with her stepmother! Can't!" It's getting messy and the crying is getting louder. The husband who had dropped the talaq for his wife was still fighting to seize Dion.

"Ehem!"

"Sorry, if I interfere in your affairs." this time Romi could not bear to see the husband and wife.

"Disputations and quarrels especially until the seizure of children, I think you already know that it has an adverse effect on the psychological development of your child Dion. Why are you still doing it too? Don't pity that kid. Like an uneducated man!"

"Arsen! Look at your son, he doesn't want to part with his mother, he wants to live with his mother. After all, Dini who conceived and gave birth to him, it was not that easy to separate mother and ansk, let alone she was a child."

"And so are you, Dini! If you don't want to lose your child, let's get here on your bad behavior, for the sake of the child, you have to. If you love Dion, press your egos together, not with the child's seizure!" the two men clenched their lips and stopped their debate. So did Dion, the three of them were silent a thousand languages.

While Yulia went to hold baby Kia and led Shila away. So that both of them do not hear the commotion caused by Dini and Arsen.

"Sorry, if I interfere in your affairs, but Dion is still my niece, my cousin Shila. I'm also sorry if you guys keep fighting over it. Or if indeed you are irreconcilable, it's good if he comes with me, with pleasure I and Yulia accommodate Dion here!"

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Now Arsen, Dini and Dion are on their way to Juanda airport, to fly together to Samarinda. It was clearly the face of Dion's sumringah, seeing his parents finally agreed to refer again. I don't know if the two of them will really refer to because they hear the threat of Romi, or just be a discourse.

Dion, who was sitting in the backseat with his Mom and his cousin Shila, smiled happily. Even though the scars of the accident still hurt.

"Look at your son Arsen, he looks happy to see you guys getting along!" Romi who drives glances through the rearview mirror, Dion often laughs and smiles, playing guess with Shila.

"Yes, mas. I'm happy too, Dion looks excited again. His face looks bright." Arsen smiled faintly.

"In addition to the need for patience in guiding your wife, you must also be more active in praying, so that she really changes her bad temper. But it all certainly needs a process, can not immediately change 180 degrees. Guide little by little. I hope you guys really get along well into old age."

"Aamiin mas, thank you for the prayer."

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"Whe's hungry? want nen?" the baby was still writhing his body, his face until reddened because he continued to cry.

"Yes Alloh Kia, why are you son! Don't want to nen, carried also still cry, what's wrong baby! Same with Dad, brother huh? Geez, haven't seen Daddy's sister for 3 hours!" Yulia was confused by her baby papah.

"Why Yul, how come you still cry?" Bu Kanti appeared from behind the door to see her crying granddaughter in her mother's arms.

"Don't know, Mom! from then on don't shut up. Though already full ASI, carried also still do not want to be silent." confused Yulia. His long hair until it decomposes irregularly and the rope went nowhere.

"Try playing outside Yul, maybe feel good in the room continue!" Yulia followed her mother's direction, she took Yulia out, but because the afternoon was drizzling, Yulia just took her on the porch while showing the beautiful pink and white roses.

The tiny hand hit his mother on the shoulder, but stopped crying. Yulia looked at the direction of baby Kia's eyes.

" Well, apparently good

Kia likes flowers yes, likes gardening later if it is big. Kayak Mother just." Yulia smiled feeling relieved.

"That's right, Kia wants it outside, just to be in the room. Want Grandma's lap?" Bu Kanti spread her hands to the granddaughter.

When Yulia was about to hand over baby Kia to her mother, a car horn sounded. Both of them immediately turned their heads and Yulia looked relieved.

"Alhamdulillah, my father and sister Shila came home!"

Romi and Shila immediately approached the three on the terrace. When out of the car, with a cheerful face Shila showed goodie bag to the sister.

"Hi Kia, guess what hayooo is!" Shila tickled the tip of her sister's leg wrapped in socks. The brother laughed with amusement.

"Waah, Adik turned out to be kangen Kak Sila, from earlier fuss continues."

"Sister Shila gave me what a gift, yuk dibuk!" Shila pulled out a barbie doll from the goodie bag she was carrying while Romi stood behind her wife, combed with Yulia's messy hair hands and kissed her cheeks.

"Oh, Daddy's son is fussy! Until the mother does not have time to dance!" Romi then went in to take a comb in the room, back again painstakingly he combed Yulia's long black hair, and tied it up.

"Thank you, Dad!" yulia said looking at the husband who was also looking at her while smiling. A loving look that has not faded.

"Where were they, Dad! So come back to Kalimantan?" Romi nodded steadily.

"Alhamdulillah, Bun! One problem solved. We pray that they will last there, and that no other Early Inn will come into our family." Romi almost touched his lips to Julia's lips, and finally the same immediately rewinded the face when Bu Kanti cleared her throat.

"It's late afternoon, it's late afternoon. In front of the house again, there are children too." protested Bu Kanti, who had taken over Baby Kia and Shila beside her.

Yulia looked down and smiled shyly.

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