
"Darling, you didn't finish the room next door today" Ryan asked the next day.
"Dilla's so tired. Tomorrow, Dilla will do it" said Dilla.
"Yes if you're tired, baby. Don't force yourself anymore. Prioritize health," said Ryan.
"Yes, it's."
"Let's go down. Mumpung today is a holiday. Let's enjoy our family time" take Ryan down.
"Mas go first. Dilla wants to change clothes first" said Dilla.
"Why is that shirt? Isn't it dirty?" ryan asked to see Dilla's shirt was still clean.
"So Dilla accidentally spilled water in Mas's bathroom. If Dilla doesn't change soon it can catch a cold," Dilla said to the wardrobe.
"Are you okay, baby?" ryan was worried.
"Dilla's okay, Mom. Just get wet" replied Dilla.
"Yes already. Just accompany you, we'll come down together."
"It's okay, Mom. Go ahead. Not long."
"Alright," replied Ryan relented and went down first.
Dilla opened the closet and replaced the wet clothes. It only took a few minutes for Dilla to change clothes. Dilla wants to close the closet door again because it's done.
But Dilla undoes her intentions when she accidentally sees the dress she once bought with Jelita. The dress was still pretty wrapped in plastic in the corner of the closet. Suddenly Dilla wanted to see someone wearing that dress. Dilla took the dress and opened the plastic bag.
"Omy, Omy what's the sword?" asked Rio who just came in.
Rio approached Dilla who was still at the closet door. Dilla closed the closet door with the dress already on her arm. Then Dilla's eyes focused between Rio and the clothes she was holding.
'No rattan, no roots, ' Dilla's inner.
"Dear Rio, Rio want to help Mama no?" ask Dilla base
"That's what Omy?' ask Rio back.
"Would Rio want to wear this shirt," bargained Dilla showed the dress.
"Ndn't want Omy. Liyo ndak cuta's. Tu tan peyempuwan's clothes. Liyo tan Omy's teak-lati son," Rio refused.
"But Mama wants to see people wearing these clothes baby. Rio wants to yes. Rio's a good boy," persuaded Dilla.
"Ndon't want to!" rio shouted loudly.
Rio immediately ran downstairs quickly. Rio did not want to wear female clothes. For Rio is not cool at all wear women's clothes.
"Rio don't run around the stairs baby. Later Rio can fall," Ryan said by catching Rio who was at the end of the stairs
Ryan took Rio back down. There are no Aditya and Rita who have gone to their friend's invitation.
"That's Pa, Omy. Omy." Rio said in a breathless voice.
"Mama why Rio?" ryan asked, afraid something might happen to Dilla.
"Ommy…."
"Rio don't run. How many times did Mama say," said Dilla who was already on the first floor.
Dilla got off in the elevator. Dilla came up with the dress still on Dilla's arm. They looked towards Dilla who was approaching.
Rio immediately hid behind Ryan's thigh. Ryan looked strangely at Rio. Ryan was sure that there was something Rio was afraid of from Dilla.
'Surely Dilla wants something strange. His son was made afraid.'
"Honey, why did Rio just run around shouting your name?" ask Ryan.
"It's Mas, Dilla just wants to see Rio wear this dress" replied Dilla.
"just?" ryan asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Yes, Dilla knows. Dilla is young, not senile. Dilla just wants someone to wear this shirt" Dilla said.
"Why didn't I tell Lala to wear it?"
"Dilla forgot Mas. Dilla just found this dress."
"It looks like Rio doesn't want to be affectionate," persuaded Ryan to pity Rio.
"Yes Omy, Liyo doesn't want a patai," Rio said shaking his head.
Dilla was disappointed by Rio's reply. Then Dilla's eyes were directed towards Reza and Rafa. Dilla smiled back.
"Darling…."
"It looks like Reza still has some PR that hasn't been worked on last night. Reza forgot. Pa, Ma, Reza said he wanted to do the job first yes," said Reza quickly run from there.
Seeing Reza run, then Dilla turned to Rafa.
"...."
"Rafa also just remembered, if Rafa had not cleaned the room earlier after playing. Rafa wants to clean up the room as well" Rafa said before Dilla spoke.
Reza and Rafa are both unwilling to be told to wear the dress. Those who realize first, then immediately run away. They finished their tasks and did not play in the room.
Since Reza and Rafa had already escaped, Dilla was hoping for Rio again. Only Rio was there.
"Rio dear," call Dilla hoping.
"Don't want Omy," Rio refused to throw his face away.
"Honey yes," asked Dilla again.
"Ndn't want Ony. Liyo ndak cuta," rejected Rio umpteenth time.
"If you can't already," replied Dilla pretending to be sad.
"Now no one loves Mama. No one wants to help my mom. Mama is very sad. Mama wants to cry huhuhu," said Dilla by letting out crocodile tears.
Dilla deliberately pretended to cry to attract Rio's attention. Dilla even deliberately sat hugging the stairs to make it look more pityful. Dilla was sure that Rio would not have the heart to see her cry.
"Omy wishful thinking. Liyo adi menanis uga," said Rio who also let out tears.
"How Mom doesn't cry hyks. No one cares about Mom anymore. There is no more affectionate with this sister later hyks hyks," sobbing pretended Dilla by stroking the stomach.
Rio no longer hid behind Ryan. Rio's approaching Dilla. Rio hugged Dila tightly.
"Omy. Liyo.. Liyo kayang Omy and younger sister Liyo hyks," Rio said in tears.
Ryan, Jelita and Dafa were shaking their heads. Rio easily caught Dilla's trap. Dilla's acting is far from good.
Reza and Rafa are grateful they ran away. They're still hiding behind the wall looking at Dilla and the others. They are not sure they can refuse again Dilla's request if it has been hard to pretend acting. One look at them knowing that Dilla's lying.
"Rio doesn't love Mama anymore. Rio's not willing to comply with Mama's request for the hyks."
"Liyo…."
Liyo was confused as to which one to choose. But Rio did not want Dilla to be sad.
"Already, if there is no dear again Mama, Mama just want to go," said Dilla trying to stand up.
"Omy wishful thinking yes. Liyo atan patai na clothes," Rio replied holding both of Dilla's cheeks.
"Rio didn't lie to Mama?" tanya Dilla made sure.
"Liyo ndak boong cama Omy. Liyo loves Omy," said Rio hugging Dilla back.
Dilla was happy that Rio finally agreed. Everything was as expected of Dilla.
Seriate….