BLESS YOUR WIFE
8

Since morning, Rama was restless because Dama did not enter the office. Moreover, he could not contact Dama's cell phone since he had come to the office.

Rama had called the Dama workspace and his assistant opened his voice, if Dama had resigned since last night. Dama's resignation letter has been sent to the center.

"What's? Resigning? Since when? Isn't yesterday still okay?" rama asked slowly to Dama's assistant in his division.

"I don't know much about it, sir. Mrs Dama took this decision quite suddenly" said the assistant honestly.

Dama was sudden. Last night he called his assistant to make a letter of resignation so that he put the dinmeja diktu early in the morning. Through the phone, Dama also apologized to his superiors if he could no longer join the company.

"alright. Thank you," replied Rama slowly and then hung up the phone.

Rama sat on his great chair while leaning back and swaying the chair with elbows on the handrails of the chair and both palms were glued together while supporting his chin.

Rama while remembering yesterday with Dama who looks ordinary and there are no strange problems between the two. Usually if there is something Dama will always tell the story and eagerly memintabsaran and lendapat Rama.

Not only that every morning comes to the office, Dama always prepares his own homemade coffee and put it on the desk Rama then prepare a light breakfast for snacks only. Because Dama knows, every morning Rama must have breakfast at home.

For two days now, actuvita was not there. Two years of activity with the same rhythm. Rama begins to feel lonely and loses Dama.

He took his phone and repeatedly called Dama, but the results were always nil.

"Where are you, Dama. Why is there no news," great-grandson Rama slowly on the flow of sensiri. Since the morning, Rey has started to not concentrate on her work. His life spirit is gone. The Wanit who always mengotibasi himself no longer exists.

"This is what I like about you, Dama. You always make my life colorful. You also make me smile all day. This is what makes you different from the others. You never demand anything from me. My time, my property and everything is just you who never gave a shit about my privacy" Rama said, praising Dama slowly.

His gaze stared straight at the screen of his phone. If only the phone was on and raised the sound of a notification ring either message or phone from the woman who missed.

This afternoon, Dama and Lanang fiber assistant and Mr. Wira, already in front of the house of Mr. Wira who looks very comfortable.

"House is unique sir. If possible let Dama buy and Dama want renovation for business. The place is quite strategic on the top of the road like this," said Dama slowly.

Mr. Wira just nodded in a smile. This house had long wanted him to sell, but he still remembered the words of his late wife not to buy the only asset that Mr. Wira had. But ... Now Mr. Wira doesn't need any of this. His love is only one wants to go to mecca for Hajj.

"A smile, sir? Let it taste good sir. Dama wants to pay for your home and land. You take it easy, you can stay here forever with Dama," said Dama slowly who immediately fell in love at first sight with this house.

"By Mbak Dama. Please. You just want to Hajj," said Mr. Wira sincerely.

"Oh my goodness sir. Alright. Dama will order Hajj plus yes. Let Mr. Wira not wait long," said Dama slowly.

"Thank you Madam Dama," said Mr. Wira slowly while shedding tears.

His wish could be realized perfectly without having to wait for long. Mr. Eira feels lucky to meet Dama. The hope will soon be realized.

Skip ...

Rama had already ridden his motorbike towards the house of Dama. Rama deliberately went home early in order to come to Dama's house. Not to forget he bought chocolate milk box intuk Lanang and some favorite snacks Lanang.

In front of the house of Dama. The house was locked tightly and looked deserted. Dama car no even toys that often scattered on the porch of the house was clean and quiet this afternoon. Like there's no sign of life in it.

Since then, Grace has been waiting for the arrival of Rama. There are several entrances entrusted to Bu Rahmat for Rama including goods left by Dama.

"Sore Bu Rahmat. Where are Dama and Lanang?" ask Rama slowly.

Madam Grace frowned confusedly. During this time, Bu Rahmat knew Rama as the future husband of Dama. That's what Dama always introduces to people around him.

"Lho ... How the hell? Not Pak Rama her future husband. Why don't you even know? Mama moved out of here this morning. He did mess this up and some electronics in the stay can bring Mr. Rama. Like a refrigerator, gas stove, TV, there are still many goods mbak Dama that are not brought," said Bu Rahmat slowly.

"Continue?" rama asked with calm.

"How did you go, sir?" ask BubRahmat who increasingly do not understand.

"I mean, where do you keep Dama moving?" rama asked confusedly.

"God ... If so, I don't know either. Try to open the bag it might have a letter or what? Where does Mama's information move?" ma'am's Word Grace is slow to Rama.

Rama obeyed Bu Rahmat's order and opened the contents of the small bag slowly and away from Bu Rahmat who looked cool and curious.

Inside was only a letter and an envelope of chocolate that seemed to contain cash.

Rama opened the letter and read it.

To my Beloved ...

From Rama ...

Sorry, if impressed suddenly and rushed once and did not give any news at all. Of course, Mas Rama will ask, You why Dama? It must be said, I'm fine Mas Rama. I'm fine. Then, Mas Rama will say, the word that is said from women if it is good only contains the meaning of a thousand questions and has a thousand reasons for answers. The real answer will never be answered for sure. There will always be another answer in every answer that Mas Rama made. Right enough. Exactly it. That's women.

Classic reason, right?

Forgive Dama's attitude all along. If Dama is demanding, selfish, possessive and jealous. It is all indeed a form of affection and taste cjnta Dama to Mas Rama. A sincere fear of losing people in his love.

Over and over again, Dama was beset with great guilt. The two years of our relationship have gone further and made it difficult to be comfortable apart from each other but not with the decision for our relationship.

Dama just needs time alone. Love Dama time to organize the life of Dama with Lanang.

If indeed we are paired and destined together then everything will be beautiful in time.

This is not a farewell word. For I will not part and deliver Mas Rama from my deepest heart. The name Mas Rama will never be changed again.

I love you, Mas Rama ...

From the one who always needs you, Dama ...