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A few days passed. Even in one house, Dinda and Reza rarely speak. The rooms since the beginning of Reza have been separated. Dinda sleeps in her son's room, Reza sleeps in his old room.

In the afternoon, Nena spent more time taking care of her chickens.If the night besides accompanying Dela, she also read more books on how to raise chickens. Yes, since 3 months ago, before her husband came home, Dinda tried raising chickens. Although only 5 tails.

Currently the two of them were attending the wedding invitation of Letting Reza's sister. Nena and Reza came together.

"Mom Reza!" call Renata who is also an invited guest. Letting Reza's sister's wedding was held quite luxurious because it got the wife of a family onion.

Dinda nodded her head greeting, "Yes, Bu."

Renata waved her hand," Here!"

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Dinda walked towards Renata. Renata told her to sit on the bench next to him.

"Where's Dela?"

"I put it to the teacher, Mom"

"Lho, Dela's in school?"

"New week, Mom. It just so happened that this teacher was my friend first"

Oh, so" Renata looked to the left right, "Bu Reza didn't come with Om Reza?"

"No, Mom" Dinda smiled awkwardly.

"But she was there, Mom" pointed Dinda at a table where many men were sitting together.

Renata shook his head. Then her gaze was seized to see the semi dress that Dinda wore, "Suit yes, dress from me" he said slowly.

Dinda laughed a little, "That's a big mother. Nice clothes. I'm not always good to be loved by you."

Renata patted Dinda's shoulder. "Ah, this Miss Reza. Udah not fit if used me, why saved, mending give to the want"

"That's a hell of a thing, Mom. If there's more"

Renata laughs. Then he steals a glance towards Reza and comes up with an idea.

"Bu Reza, I'm going to the car first, yeah. Don't go anywhere, just here". Renata searched for spare shoes in his car. Pink shoes are high heels, peep toe type and then back into the building.

"Where are you from, Bu?"

Dinda looked down quickly."Ouch, Ma. I don't wear high heels"

"I count to 3!"Renata knew very well Dinda's weakness, if it was like this, Dinda immediately complied.

Dinda hesitantly took off her shoes, quietly moving under the table, and her shoes have now changed.

Renata opened her bag, pulled out a Korean-style pearl hairpin and thrust it at Dinda. " Pake this too"

"Ouch,Bu. I keep ngrepotin"

"Ah, no. I'm glad to see that Ms. Reza is getting more beautiful." she said with a smile.

Quickly, Dinda had put a pearl hairpin in her hair. Renata smiled with satisfaction. As expected, the hairpin was suitable for Dinda.

"Oh yes, Mom. Who was here?" ask Dinda.

"I came by myself, I'm still in school. Wh why? Miss Reza wants to go home with me?"

Dinda blushed, "If not nerepotin, Bu"

"Oh, no. Oh yeah, that's Miss Reza's skirt like it's got a sauce, deh" Renata pointed out.

"Where, Bu?" Dinda panic.

Renata handed me 2 pieces of tissue. "In the back skirt I saw. Well, Miss Reza just clean it up. There's a toilet over there."

Dinda turned to look at Renata. "Okay, Mom.... Many fathers there. There's Mas Reza again"

Renata is out of sense. "From not cleaned, Mom. Honey if the skirt is broken. Because this fabric can not be if it is subject to saos mixture, the color will be striped "

"Oh, what time, Mom? Yes, my dear too. This is Miss Danki's gift"

Renata smiled"Well, that knows"

Dinda stood up from her seat. Wearing high heels greatly affects his posture which instantly becomes upright, chest puffed, and buttocks look full. Dinda smiled with satisfaction when Dinda who was just standing up had already stolen the attention of the other guests.

From a distance, Renata observes Dinda walking towards the toilet. Her tall body and small waist make her look like a model. Renata keeps an eye on Dinda until she passes Reza's desk and her friends.

"Your train, Am Reza. Hihih." Renata smiled ignorantly.