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The Incar

"Son, Om Dawn Mama's phone can't follow first, there's a sudden assignment." Dinda attached a small helmet to Dela's head and made sure the helmet strap was perfectly tied. Then Dinda put a helmet on her own head.

"Yes.no rame dong, Ma"

"It's okay, there will be Papa" said Dinda while removing the motor matic from a small garage.

Dela looked at the door of Reza's room which was still closed through the door of the house. " Papa suck.. this hour hasn't woken up yet"

"Hust! Maybe Papa's still tired. Yes, Papa will follow. Yuk, go first"

Dinda wrote the address on a small piece of paper and slipped it under Reza's bedroom door.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the location. Land that will be made chicken farm village by Dinda. The 75% cage is almost ready. Shady location. There are rambutan trees and mangoes. Form a postal cage with a litter-covered floor consisting of a mixture of chaff, sawdust and chalk about 15 cm thick

"Sir, where's the bok cage?" dinda asked the handyman who was working on her cattle pen.

"There, Mom"

" Oh, yes, sir"

Bok cage or cage with heater is used for chickens aged 1-4 weeks.

"Sanitation is ok, sir?"

"Yes Ma'am, it's just that I suggested how if the barrier around it is not a fence but a wall, ma'am?Let the wind not blow directly into the cage"

" Hmmm, how much is it, sir, if it's walled around?"

And the handyman mentioned the numbers.

"alright, Sir. I try"

Dinda thought, "Duh, just buy a hatcher I just paid half. It's walled around, get money from where else?Hmmm"

Dinda long sat pondering under the mango tree. Dela plays around the cage. The girl could not wait for the cage to fill with chickens.

"*Then this is the way, I have to do a side job!! But what about Dela during my side job?"

"Dela!!"

"Father, Ma!!" Shouted Dela. Dinda.

"Mas Reza, don't stray right, time to find this address?"

Reza was sitting* next to Dinda even though her chest was always pounding when beside her. " Why am I left, Dek?"

"Papa was still sleeping!!"

" Yes, Mas. You were still sleeping"

"Ah, tell me you want to leave, right? Where is Mr Fajar?"

"The dawn cannot come, there is a sudden need."

"Oh, thank you"

Dinda glared "I mean?"

"Hehehehe, it's okay, because we're going to the terminal"

" To the terminal? Who's coming?"

"Mother, she said she misses Dela."

"This is your cage, Dek? Big too"

"It's not my pen, it's my cattle pen"

Reza smiled witfully, "Can you"

Dinda smiled" Hope it goes well, so I don't need to take care of Mas later"

"By the way, sih, you Dek? I'll still be Dela's father, I'll still be responsible for her"

Dinda smiled as she looked blankly ahead. They were both silent for a while. There is a feeling so foreign.

"Oh yes, Mas, the cage still needs a wall and others. I'm asking for time to delay our divorce.I want to focus on finishing my cages and livestock, after that I can only focus on divorce"

In Reza's heart there was a sense of pleasure when Dinda decided to postpone their divorce. Reza doesn't understand what happened to himself. Everything is different from what is planned and finally felt.

"I don't have a problem. Then what's your plan?"

"I want a side job, Mom"

"How much is it lacking? Maybe I can help"

"Why? Can't you wait to divorce me?"

Reza flinched" No! That's not what I meant. So misunderstanding, right"

Dinda laughed a little" I was just kidding, Mas. I understand what you mean. But I want my chicken farm to grow just by my efforts. With my own hands."

"Why do you have to say that, Dinda?" Reza's getting fucked up.

Dinda stood fixing the thin chiffon shirt she wore combined with jeans sebetis, her shirt looks translucent when the hot sun shines on her body, until the black tank top is seen. Dinda wears sunglasses as the sun gets hotter.

Every now and then Reza steals a look at the impression Dinda left with her sunglasses, so elegant.

" Why, Mas?"

Reza surprised. "Ah, it's okay"

"Oh"

Dinda waved at her daughter who was still running around the cage. "Come, Son. We'll go get Grandma"

Dela ran to Dinda. Her tiny hands were coiled around Dinda's waist. Reza didn't stop staring at that waist. Male instincts.

"Why the hell, Mas? That's ngeliatin?"

The umpteenth time Reza was surprised. "Ehmmm, it feels like there's a lily on your shirt" Reza was forced to lie.

Dinda turned her head left right to the back of her shirt. "Ah, the hell time?!" Dinda panicked, "Take dong, Mas!!"

Reza looked up, he became nervous himself. His hands trembled when he touched the back of Dinda's shirt. Trapped by himself for his lies.

"Aren't there any caterpillars?"

"It used to be gone, uh, it meant the caterpillar" Reza pretended to take something from Dinda's back suit.

"Oh, I have to get changed, right away. It could be all my body"

Reza let out a very long sigh, I'm thinking no!"