Please Change my Destiny!
Weird Request

There was a slightly different taste in Nindy's mind. I don't know, maybe it was a feeling of envy, even though he knew very well that the little girl was not Rima's child.

But the feeling of envy kept knocking, seeing him able to hold a little girl

with one hand and while the other has another.

Looks strong and shrewd. He sat in a wheelchair without doing anything.

“Already said no need to be carried by Rima, he began to weigh!” Elina walked over

approach Rima and take her child.

“Gak papa mbak, make it easier for his affection,” Rima still had time to steal a brief kiss on the cheek of the little girl before actually moving into the arms of her biological mother.

“And have told you not to be taught to eat candy!” The mother began to show her fangs, blabbing at the two suspects.

“This is not candy mbak, but chocolate,” Rima contributed her prettiest smile, maybe it could make her senior just melt.

“Samely, equally damage the teeth Rima.”

“Sorry mbak, abis packaging is beautiful, unique,” Rima smiled without guilt

even though he got a prank from Elina.

“Always that's your reason. The candy is cute, unique, beautiful." The mother was still babbling, while her son was serious about his activities.

"You have no kapok-kapoknya, want to be in the same papa?” Although it was just a joke, Elina's speech was very frightening.

Elina's husband is a cop who has a firearm aka a gun, really

any more. Who can dor, dor, dor. So don't you dare.

Heheheh, chuckling and passing by a little did not glorify the ravings of Elina.

After all, the item has also been enjoyed by his own son, he should get a thank you for successfully making Alexa happy by accompanying him as much as the little girl.

Rima walked up to the three people who had been staring at her little debate

with Elina.

“Happy Afternoon sir! Afternoon sir Reno!” Rima greeted the two handsome men.

“Sore." While nodding his head back to Rima's greeting.

" You can go home, let me be the same! Reno can take you!” Dihyan is still

clasping his wife's skinny hands.

“No need sir, I can go home by taxi or nebeng the same in the car mbak Elina,”

Rima slightly lowered her head.

“Can't, you're rejected. Who told my son to teach me to snack carelessly,” Elina showed off a jutek face.

“We are together, your kasian rejected,” Reno while smiling at Rima, “Ayuk by afternoon!” He began to leave a crowd there.

“I also say goodbye sir, mbak! Come!” Elina walked away from the couple.

Heh, there was no other choice for Rima.Iun nodded and followed Reno's footsteps after saying goodbye to Dihyan and Nindy.

“You still want to be here?” Dihyan put a soft touch on his wife's cheek.

“We just go home, you must be tired,” Nindy with a soft look.Seeing the eyes of the husband that implies fatigue and fatigue.

Not to mention when at home, instead of resting the body, her husband will return to take care of himself who can not do anything.

It will definitely add a portion of fatigue to Dihyan.

With this situation, she felt that she was just a burden on her husband.

Dihyan pushed his wife's wheelchair towards the car that was used by Nindy and Rima with Pak Eko.

In the car.

“Mas,” still with her soft voice.

“Hem,” Dihyan was busy playing the fingers of his wife who was calmly leaning her head on her husband's shoulder.

“Do you not want to have children?”

“Do not think of anything else, focus on your recovery first!” Dihyans.

“But I want to hug and hold the baby,” Still leaning on the sturdy shoulder of the husband.

Completely sturdy facing his sickly self.

“Honey, healed first we talked about the child again well,” Dihyan soft.

“Mas, my chances of having children are very few, but you still have many opportunities to have children.”

The words spoken from his wife's mouth can make his emotions begin to rise, but he can still control.

“I'll accept a mas boy like my own son!” Nindy did not waver, even though her husband's gaze seemed ready to stab her in the heart.

“You say hello dear?” His tone began to rise.

“If you remarry, you can get a tiny baby. And I will look after him like my own son.” Repeat his request clearly.

“Don't think of all kinds of darling, focus on your recovery first!” Dihyan let go of his hug on Nindy and let his wife lean on the car seat.

Not wanting to continue this strange conversation.

Dihyan distanced himself, heading to the other side of the car.

The man leaned his arm against the car window, massaging the base of his nose. Sometimes his eyes went out of the street. His imagination was broken to hear the request of his wife.

His thinking is a little chaotic.

How could the woman he loved so much have such thoughts. He told her to remarry and consider the child of another woman like his own.

Even to touch another woman, he wouldn't. Dihyan just shook the hands of his relations, the rest is no more.

His wife was crazy, he thought.

Not crazy but desperate.

Yes, Nindy's desperate.

But still thinking of himself. His wife must have been depressed by such circumstances.

Dihyan came back closer to his wife, brought her back in his arms, gently stroking the hair that was beginning to fall out.

One kiss was donated so deeply to his wife's forehead as a form of love that she would always be on the fragile woman's side.

“I'm sorry, don't think of anything other than your recovery!” Trying to calm the wife.

In another car.

“Rima, eat yuk!” Take Reno.

Not wanting to wait for Rima's answer, Reno turned her car into a yard.

A very simple house.

“Yuk! Sit first!” Rima kept walking on Reno.

“You wait well. I take a shower!” Reno passed as fast as lightning leaving Rima who was

silent in the living room.

Rima who can only be silent has now cursed his own stupidity.

I don't know what magic the man used to make him obey. Even now he feels incredulous if he has been in a house.

“Eh his friend Reno well?” It turns out Reno had told her mother if she was coming

guest. “Where's the screen?”

“Not knowing aunt, Just told you to wait.” Either he should feel relieved or awkward at this moment.

Indeed Rima was confused because Reno did not give him more information about where, who, and whose house this is. He just brought and left Rima here.

“Can't he just drive me home!”

“Wait for well, auntie make a drink first!” The mother was about to turn around before Rima called out to her.

“Em, aunt. Excuse me for praying magrib?” A little lowered his head and smiled wryly. The centil is a little lost in front of mom.

“Oh yes can dong! Cooking cannot. Come with mom!” Mom started walking on the tail by Rima behind her.

Not long after Reno appeared with a more fresh form but his face was immediately pias

when I didn't find Rima in the living room.

“Bu, mom,” Reno in a slightly up tone call her mother.

“Ya, mom is here,” Mom appears from inside, “Why scream anyway?”

“Bu, I saw a girl who is here not?” Reno shows the sofa in her living room with

little panic.

“Oh, in the prayer again,” Mother casually ignored the look on Reno's face which again showed a surprised face.

“What Rima prayers? Not wrong then? Sexy chick like she can pray too?”

Yes whisper! Whatever your style, you should still pray! Because prayer is an obligation

every muslim/muslim.