I'm Waiting for Your Widow
Romantic Dinner

Rika kept walking and entered through the main door, until in the living room she saw Mama Yeni who was sitting while reading a magazine.

"Ma, Lala's home yet?" Rika immediately sat down beside Mama Yeni, and made Mama Yeni's thigh as a pillow.

Mama Yeni put the magazine in her hand on the table, and she combed her son's hair, "Kok asked Mama, not her you guys went to college," asked Mama Yeni again.

Rika folded her hands on her chest, "Where there is, suddenly Lala did it. Brother Dimas also suddenly did not exist!" upset Rica.

Mama Yeni smiled, as she looked at the irritated Rika.

"Your mother smiles!" Rika immediately got up and sat down beside Mama Yeni.

"Yes justin, Lala and Kak Dimas are married. Her name is also a newlywed," explained Mama Yeni as she chuckled.

"Well, not very clear!" upset Rica.

Rika goes by bringing her regret, because in fact she is not just upset with her Mom. But to Lala who now has no time with her, "Apes really me. It's the same with Dimas. Dance with Mr Arka and me?" Rika patted her forehead, "Eh...My phone where yes, that feeling is still there?" Rika just realized her phone is out of nowhere, it might just fall in Sandy's car, "Aaaaaaaaaa.." cried Rika.

Mama Yeni immediately followed Rika into the room, she quickly opened the door, "What's the Deck?!" ask Mama Yeni to panic.

"Rika's phone missed in Mas's car...dodol!" answer Rica.

Mama Yeni was instantly confused, "Mas dodol?" ask Mama Yeni.

"Yes Ma, the crazy psychiatrist who visited Lala is Ma," explained Rika.

"Sandy?"

"Males is so full of his name!" upset Rika, "Motor Rica lives on campus, her tires deflated. Rika has to go home with her!" obviously Rica.

"When you don't say that, Sandy will have you back home. You should say thank you" explained Mama Yeni.

"Yes Ma," Rika did not want to argue with Mana Yeni, so she preferred to just nod.

Dreet....

Mama Yeni's phone shook, and it turned out that the one who contacted her was Dimas. Indeed, he contacted Dimas just wanted to make sure if Lala was with him, but Dimas did not answer and now it turns out Dimas who contacted him back.

"Hello Dimas.." replied Mama Yeni after the call connected.

"So Mama called Dimas?" ask Dimas over there.

"Yes, Mama just wants to do a lot of Lala."

"Lala was the same Dimas Ma, we were staying at the apartment for tonight" Dimas explained across the street.

"Yes already."

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikumusalam."

Bibs.

The phone call is interrupted, and suddenly Dimas sees something interesting in front of him. Slowly Dimas saw from below, Lala's smooth legs were wearing heels and chime a white dress that looks right on her body. Dimas did not blink for a second, slowly he got up from his seat and walked towards Lala.

Lala lowered her head while squeezing her hands in turns, the dress that had just come because Dimas ordered it was directly worn by Lala. And Lala didn't know what Dimas was thinking right now.

"Pak Dimas's...." Lala moved her hand, because Dimas was still silent.

"Yes," Dimas awakens from his daydreams, as he is deeply impressed by the appearance of his wife.

Dimas smiled, "You're so pretty," Dimas's hand held Lala's nape and he began to draw her face closer, with eyes that looked at Lala's lips full of desire.

Ting tong's.

The bell rang, Dimas moved away and now he walked towards the door. Dimas' hand slowly opened the door and saw two people coming.

"Mr Dimas, we've prepared everything" the man explained.

Dimas nodded, he again walked towards Lala. And holding Lala's hand, "We're having dinner" Dimas said.

Dimas had prepared a romantic dinner with Lala, and he had even ordered a restaurant just for himself and Lala. The restaurant, which is located next to Dimas' apartment, looks beautiful and comfortable.

Lala looked around her, many lights were lit so beautifully. The blooming flowers made Lala smile, her hands starting to slip from Dimas's hands. Because he wanted to take a closer look at his surroundings so beautifully.

Dimas smiled at Lala who looked happy, this is what Dimas was waiting for. Happy woman he loves so much, "You like it?" ask Dimas.

Lala looked back at Dimas, and she nodded, "Sorry sir, Lala is shy?" lala asked unhappily, "But this is for whom sir?"

"For someone special" Dimas replied.

"O," Lala nodded, "Yes, Lala just leave," said Lala who wanted to leave, fearing that the special person was not her.

"But that special person is you" Dimas continued.

Deg.

Lala looked directly at Dimas, it felt like what Dimas said was a shocking bomb.

"Lala Sir?"

"Yes dear" replied Dimas.

Lala's face was really like a tomato, her happy heart could not be covered anymore. What else did Dimas call just now, really make it a misbehavior.

"Let's dance with me" Dimas reached out his hand and knelt before Lala.

Lala took one step back because Dimas was inexhaustible, making her startled, even as Dimas knelt before her.

Dimas smiled and nodded, reassuring Lala if what he saw right now was true.

Lala nodded and slowly moved her hand, until Dimas stood back up.

The music seems to be a rhythm of its own, when Dimas coiled his hands around Lala's waist. Lala wrapped her hands around Dimas' neck.

"Why?" whispered Dimas.

Dimas' breath that blows warmly at the nape of Lala seems to be a tense atmosphere, it feels like he does not believe what is happening. If this is a dream, Lala just wants to sleep and do not need to wake up. But this is real that is not necessary to avoid.

"You are beautiful" whispered Dimas again.

Lala smiled shyly with a heart that seemed increasingly unable to condition.

"We're having dinner, because you have to have some energy tonight" Dimas whispered again as he took Lala to sit on the sofa.

Lala just kept quiet and sat down next to Dimas, Lala's heart really wanted to get out even she didn't hear what Dimas just said. Because of Dimas' romantic treatment that seemed to anesthetize him.

"Let's open your mouth," Dimas fed Lala with tenderness, even his hand cleaned the remnants of food that hit the corner of Lala's lips.

Geez why Othor who is not strong for his advanced writing, vote yes friends let his Othor strong. Dimas and Lala made Othor melt ice cream cake, hehehe....