
...*HAPPY READING*...
The day changed quickly. It doesn't feel like it's Sunday anymore. Dika and Rina had not met each other for a week. Just greeting each other via message and phone.
Rina was only able to stare at the photo of her lover stored in her cell phone memory. Because for just a video call, he can barely.
Sometimes he feels anxious, maybe there Dika is with women, so no longer remember him.
"Darling, come with Mama yuk."
Rina turned her gaze from the drama on her laptop screen towards the mama who was walking towards her.
"Where is Ma?"
"To the salon."
"You yes...."
Lina seemed to think. Mager really really, but I refused to invite mom.
"Is there a promise with Dika?" ririn asked in a disappointed tone.
Rina shook her head quickly.
"No Ma. Even Dika just called me at dawn, that abis she has not told me until now," replied Rina quickly. He did not want his mother to be disappointed and misunderstood.
"You miss him?" ririn asked with a small laugh on her lips.
"Ih Mama. No, no.." Shall Rina.
"Mama was also once young, baby, even though after you there was not the slightest thought of getting married."
"No Ma, I said no. I'm just relaxed about not seeing him."
"I'm ready, Ma."
Lina just got up to the bathroom to clean herself up.
Ririn looked at the back of her daughter who was away. You even explained what I haven't asked. Make it even more visible what you are trying to cover.
Ririn hurried to leave Lina's room. He was also getting ready for a walk today. He knew exactly what the princess was feeling. Rina pretends to be busy just to drive away the longing of her lover who is not yet halal.
He did not rebuke because it was a normal thing. In addition, there was nothing negative that Rina did as an impingement. He was even more diligent than usual.
"Are you ready, son?" ririn asked as she saw her beautiful daughter coming down the stairs.
"Udah Ma's..."
They walked towards the previously heated car.
"Want to drive yourself?" rina asked as she did not see anyone else near their car.
"Yes, I have been given permission. Or are you the one driving?"
"Emmm, can Ma?"
"By dong, just don't speed it up."
A cheerful smile rose on Rina's face.
"Okay Mama."
The two exchanged positions. Rina has been able to drive a car for a long time, only she has not received permission to drive alone outside the supervision of parents.
"Where is Ma going to the salon?"
"Mama massage, sauna, waxing. Spa at the place of Mama's subscription yes."
"Okay Mama."
Rina runs the car at standard speed.
"Aren't you the laper?"
Not without reason Ririn asked that. Because Lina lately often misses a meal and if you eat the portion is very much reduced than usual.
As a result, the girl's body looks thin with blackened eye bags.
"No Ma, Rina is still full."
A snack?
Lina even forgot when she had eaten until she was full. Lately he has completely lost his appetite for food.
Ririn won't force it. He knows very well the condition of the princess only wayangnya.
Rina parked her car in the salon and spa area she was referring to.
"Bent on Ma Dika's phone."
Ririn allowed her daughter to speak while she first went inside.
"Hi dear."
"Assalamualaikum darling."
Lina patted his forehead softly. He was so happy that he forgot to say hello.
"Waalaikum salam."
"Where are you?"
"For mama nganter, want massage he said."
"Aren't you?"
"Look at ntar."
Rina sighed. Since when did that one and a half year turn short?
"Darling, how come it's diem?"
"Well, I'm too happy with your voice."
"I miss you."
"Miss you too my fiancee."
"I love you my future wife."
"Love you too my future priest."
For a second they were silent. They are now both struggling to hold back Miss.
"Darling, I'm matiin ya. Dedi has started again."
I can't tell you not to turn off the phone. I want to hear your voice even if it's not a conversation with me. Racau Rina's.
"Dear."
"Engg, yes. You're excited to learn, so you can graduate on time."
I don't know Rin. Even your mind and tongue are out of line.
"Thank you dear. Wait for me yes, I will graduate as soon as possible and marry you soon."
"Yes." Yeah."
Rina no longer wants to reply with Dika. This only makes the longing become more and more.
The phone connection was cut off after the two said their greetings.
Rina immediately walked over to her mother who had entered first. But inside he was greeted with the face of his mother who looked sullen.
"What's the matter Ma?"
"*O*nbooked all."
"It can't be just one person, but the booking hasn't come yet, right?"
"But if at any time comes how Ma'am. It's impossible for the treatment to stop halfway."
Rina hush. Yes too.
"Yes, Ma, let's go for a walk."
Suddenly an employee came and whispered something to the person who spoke to Rina.
"Sorry Ma'am, ma'am, the person we were referring to has come."
They seemed to be lining up to welcome the arrival of someone who Rina and Ririn did not know who was.
"The rich do not like to care about others" decih Rina.
"Udah, we're going."
Lina immediately came out with a feeling of annoyance. Until suddenly he felt his shoulders were holding back when he was about to open the car door.
"Jeez dear Rina, Miss Mama."
The beautiful woman hugged Lina just like that.
"Santi Ma..."
Santi immediately let go of his embrace.
"Yes my. Sorry, Mrs Ririn. I don't see. I'm just focusing on Rina."
The two women hugged each other for a moment.
"Can I see you here?" ask Santi.
"Yes, we want a spa, not all onbooked."
Santi suddenly felt bad.
"Gara Restu nih," said Santi.
"Why Ma?"
Indeed during their fiancee's show last week, Santi forced Rina to call him Mama.
"I'm sorry, Mas Rudi is now so protective of me because of Restu poisonin him."
"What poisonin is Ma'am?" asked Ririn curiously.
"Everything is private, nothing can be alone. What's more now Rista also asked for vocal lessons. So deserted me."
Suddenly Santi pulled Rina and Mama back in followed by 2 women in dark clothes.
"Mbak/Ma, it's been onbooked," in unison Rina and Ririn.
Suddenly Santi stopped.
"I'm booking and I want you guys to meet me, it doesn't matter."
Santi continued his steps by bringing two different women of this age with him.
Lina silently smiled. It is true said Dika, the nature of Mama Santi is very similar to Rista. It's hard to prevent if you want it.
TB