Dinda, You must be the first child, hmm?" Guess Arya's mom.
"Hehehe, yes auntie." What's wrong with the first child, thought Dinda. Even though I have a sister, all of them are financially stable even though they are not married yet.
"Just call me mom, so we can get to know each other much better." Arya smiled hearing that, but not the woman next to Arya who raised her eyebrows and smiled sarcastically.
"I am sorry madam, the dinner is ready." An old maid approached Arya's mother.
"Okay, let's go inside. Take Dinda inside with you Arya. Shelly, my husband." Dinda immediately felt a friendly and humble impression for her future mother-in-law, oops Dinda smiled to herself.
"Nah, what are you thinking about with your smiling?" Arya embraced Dinda and the woman he was holding was a bit uncomfortable because there were still Arya's parents so Dinda let go of Arya's hand on her shoulder.
"Arya, now you dare to hold me. Remember, we are not legally husband and wife yet."
"So, will it be okay holding you when we are husband and wife officially then?" Arya's index finger pointed to Dinda's chest, stomach, and under her stomach accompanied by a mischievous winking motion.
"Aryaaaaa ....." Dinda shouted excitedly as she ran after Arya who laughed out loud to avoid Dinda's punch.
Everyone who witnessed the incident was smiling happily while giggling but there was also someone who was stifled in anger, who else if not Shelly, a woman who had liked Arya for a long time since they were childhood friends.
The dinner was quite stressful for Dinda. Luckily, Arya was faithful to accompany her. Less than 1 hour, dinner was finished. And, they were continuing to chat in the family room.
Shelly arranged the dessert beautifully and carried it into the middle of the living room. Every now and then his eyes glanced at the new couple on the sofa opposite who were busy chatting.
"What do you of my parents? They are not as scary as you think, are they?" Arya feeds Dinda 1 skewer of watermelon cut into squares.
"Let me do it by myself." Dinda took a stab and ate the fruit herself.
"You are very beautiful tonight." Arya said.
"It means, I've been bad before," Dinda smirked chuckling
"My dinda is always beautiful anytime anywhere." Arya's hand stroked Dinda's rosy cheek in embarrassment.
"Cough Cough Cough Cough...." Arya's dad coughed when he saw the affection of his youngest child in front of his eyes. The two lovebirds smiled shyly.
"Arya, it's 8 p.m. I still have to work tomorrow." Dinda spoke very quietly to Arya while pretending to eat a stick of a small melon.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Time seems to fly when you enjoy it. And Arya forgot that he had to send someone else's girl back before midnight.
"Mom dad, we'll excuse ourselves first. We still have to go to work tomorrow." Arya stood up and approached his parents to say goodbye.
"Wow, it's already late. We are sorry, it's so late to come home. When will you come again, Dinda? We are glad that our son who is like a freezer has finally melted." Arya rolled his eyes at the hyperbole of his beloved mother.
"Can I come to ride with you, Arya?" Shelly got up.
"Oh yeah, you guys are in the same apartment building. It is too bad for Shelly that didn't bring her car today." Mama agreed to Shelly's wish without knowing the woman's purpose.
"Sorry, I can't. Are there still online motorcycle taxis? Come on, Din, let's go first." Arya replied firmly without further ado. Shelly was furious and hated Dinda's presence even more.
Mom and dad could only shake their heads at the behavior of their child. Dozens of times Shelly came home, never once was warmly welcomed by Arya.
"Mister and Mistress Winatha, Im sorry that I have to go home now. Thank you very much for the dinner. Sorry to bother you." Dinda lowered her head and saluted the two prospective in-laws.
"You're welcome. Thank you, darling. Be careful driving, Arya." Papa's advice.
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The clock shows 10 p.m. Desia is incredibly tired today. Since this morning before sunrise, she had left for the campus which was 2 hours drive from home. Only two courses and continuing to the office that allows her to work in the afternoon from 12 to finish at 8 p.m. And, at 10 she just got out of the office because of the hectic workload.
The automatic motorbike driven by Desia drove on a fairly quiet road, the vehicle density had reduced. When passing through a deserted street, suddenly several people blocked in the middle of the road. Luckily the motorbike that Desia was driving was running at an average speed so it didn't hit the person in front.
"Hey, get off you! You guys take the motorbike. Throw the guy into the ditch, if you fight back, just beat it!" BEGAL, 1 word that appears in Desia's brain. It's really a shame today, even at night, I got robbed. The person in command was definitely the leader and the 5-6 people surrounding Desia were his subordinates.
Desia took off her helmet. Her long hair, which was in a ponytail straight out, seemed to make the perpetrators of the robbery pause for a moment. Desia got off her motorbike quietly. Luckily tonight she was wearing sneakers and jeans. Her high heels are placed in the office locker and Desia is not the type of woman who likes to look feminine like her two sisters.
"Oh, so you guys are ROBBERS. Robbing things that doesn't belong to them and how dare you play gang games? Tch, if you're not sissies, just girls who like ganging up!"
"Wow, a girl. She's cute too. It's a shame to throw it into the sewer. Let's just 'work on' boss, hahaha." One of the boss's thugs began to be provoked by the appearance of his potential victim tonight.
The boss they were afraid of was still hazy because of the dark night covered by the shady pine trees that grew thickly on either side of the road. And, the boss walked slowly towards his potential victim. Only 5 meters away, Desia clearly recognized the boss's face. The towering statue resembles an Indian movie star who is hailed by teenage girls as well as young mothers from the world of drama, with a dragon tattoo on his left arm visible because the man is wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and jeans. His black hair is a hawk style with pierced earrings on his nose and right ear. Even though the night was dark, Desia could see that the man's skin was brown.
"Are you looking for death huh?!" The man widened his eyes at Desia intently. "Not because you are a girl, I will have mercy."
"Try it if you can!" Challenge Desia.
The man moved his neck towards the group of his men, a sign that the robbery was about to begin. Desia took a few steps back looking for more space. Ok, Des, make them feel the chill in the ER room, Desia thought.
A man approached Desia roughly and wanted to grab her hand but Desia grabbed his hand first, twisted it backwards, and kicked the man's back knee until he fell. Not only that, the woman with the black belt, who once won 1st place in the National Karate Competition, lifted the man's body and threw him into the crowd of his friends. One throw, 3-4 people are injured at the same time because their heads hit each other hard. When it comes to logic, it doesn't make sense that a woman weighing only 45kg can lift and throw a man weighing more than 70kg. But that's the power of urgency Desia's version.
The boss looked at the mighty woman in amazement. Meanwhile, the other gangsters came forward to gang up on Desia. However, Desia's long legs kicked in first and her hands punched them right in each face. Desia mercilessly paralyzed them all until they could not get up. There are broken arms, legs, ribs, missing teeth, and blue bruises dominate. Only their leader remains standing still.
"Well, you want to come to the ER too?" Desia took her helmet and swung it at the leader of a tonight's robbery."
Just as the tall man made his first step toward Desia, suddenly the siren of the police car sounded deafening.
The man's face showed an aura of extraordinary annoyance for failing to act tonight plus a crushing defeat by a woman. The man immediately rode his big motorbike as fast as lightning.
"Hey ..." Desia shouted