
After dinner, Dimas will take me home.
"Wear the helmet first" he ordered while thrusting a helmet at me.
I took the helmet and put it on my head. When I was about to hook the helmet so as not to escape from the head, suddenly the hook was not there.
"Why?" asked Dimas who noticed I was confused.
"The link doesn't exist."
Just as I was about to remove the helmet from the head to look for a helmet hook that seemed to be tucked away, Dimas suddenly held my hand.
"Let me seek" he said.
Dimas slipped his index finger to the side of the helmet I was wearing, feeling whether the hook was squeezed. Sure enough, he managed to find the hook and immediately hooked the helmet lock.
Just as he was about to attach the hook, Dimas suddenly brought his face closer, until the roar of his warm breath so gently hit my face. And just as the lips were about to stick, suddenly ....
"Ghem!"
Let's just say we're shocked. Dimas immediately put the hook up. Then we looked at the door at the same time. Mr. Wibowo was already standing there, looking towards us.
"Father, just interrupt," ketus Dimas with an annoyed expression.
Mr. Wibowo approached us. And said to me, "Did Fania hate me so much?"
"Ec ... Sir. Uh, Dad. I'll try to talk to him again."
"When can I meet him? I'm afraid he won't talk to me."
"I'll help Dad to mend his relationship with Fania."
"Imania, thank you for taking care of Fania all this time. Thanks to you, I can find my daughter."
"Together, Father."
Mr. Wibowo turned his eyes to Dimas. "However ... Fania is my daughter. She is your sister and her sister Surya. I hope ... you can accept that."
Mr. Wibowo patted Dimas on the shoulder, then went inside the house.
Dimas immediately put on his helmet, then I got on the bike.
"Hug my waist!" her door.
I hugged her waist and Dimas turned on the motor. We drove fast, enjoying the cold night breeze caressing the skin.
In the middle of the journey, Dimas suddenly touched my arm that was coiled around his waist, then stopped the speed of the motor.
"What's wrong?" I wonder because it is far from my home.
Dimas looked at me. "Are you cold?"
"No," I answered while letting go of a hug.
Dimas took off his jacket and I immediately held him back. "Just wear! I'm not cold" I said.
"But your hands are so cold."
"You're the one wearing it."
"Then, we wear jackets together."
Dimas changed the way he wore his jacket. The back is in front.
"Come on, put your hand in the jacket" he said.
I smiled as I put my hand in my jacket, hugged it tightly. Then we drove back.
"It's warm" he said. "Now .. we can only since both. Tomorrow, we'll be both covered."
I pinched his waist from inside the jacket.
"Aw! Did I speak wrong? Why pinch me?"
"Imagine what?"
"Dimas, what about Fania? Are you still not able to accept the fact that Fania is your father's biological daughter?" I'm trying to switch the conversation.
"Not knowing."
"After all, Fania is your father's flesh and blood. And ... Fania suffered a lot from childhood. If he was born from your father's genes, it's not Fania's fault. Fania does not know about her fate. Poor him."
Dimas did not answer. Perhaps ... he was still in shock to find out the fact that his father had sex with another woman, before marrying his mother.
He kept pushing his bike hard. The cold wind was warm with him. This is my destiny, soon .. we will get married. We will be halal to do anything.
***
And when he got home, Dimas immediately said goodbye.
Knock the door home. My mother opened the door. I went in and walked quietly because I heard Fania's loud laughter. Mother said, Fania has been calling someone for over an hour. I suspect, it must be Rudi. I listened to their conversation from outside the door.
"Hm ... How about tomorrow night we go for a walk?"
Fania's voice was talking to someone on the phone.
"Promise, huh? We're gonna go see a movie at the movies." Fania's voice again.
"Ha-ha-ha! Yes, promise. I'll be stable, okay. Won't go up in your lap again."
"Bye, Rudy."
Oh ... so ... Fania is PDKT with Rudi. I opened the door to the room which surprised Fania.
"Ghem!" I'm throttling.
"You're home yet?"
"Ciyeee? Any more flowers, huh?" godaku while putting the bag on the dresser.
"Imania, did you hear me talk earlier?"
"Not much. Just ... It seems I heard the word 'Rudi'."
Fania immediately put on a pouting expression. "Since when have you been eavesdropping?"
"Since you started PDKT with Rudi."
I lay my body on the bed, next to Fania sitting down.
Fania sighed harshly and said, "Honest. I've fallen in love with her." Fania poured out her heart.
"You should be honest with me. So, I don't need to make Rudi my girlfriend. You must be so jealous of me."
"What matters now is that you've broken up" he said with a laugh.
"Are you happy?" my many.
"Are you sorry you decided?"
"No. Me and Dimas are getting married."
"Well, really?"
"Hm ...."
Fania crumpled her body beside me, then hugged me and said, "Congratulations!"
"Fania, Mr. Wibowo asked you earlier."
Fania immediately let go of her embrace. He pulled out a blanket to cover his body, then tilted his body, behind me. He always does that when talking about Mr. Wibowo.
"Fania. You have no parents, other than Mr. Wibowo. He was very sorry for his actions. You can be mad at her, but don't keep hating her. After all .. he is your father. He expects you to admit it. He who day and night looks after you in a coma. He loves you very much, Fania."
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