Can What a Widow Like You?
Chapters. 22 The patience

"Aarrggh.. Why is it so messed up like this?" Grumpy Lidya.

After the embarrassing incident, the marriage he craved must also be forced to mess up. Now all that remains is a prolonged period of grief.

"Who would dare like that against me? Just watch out, I'll repay her deed so pitifully". Threatened him.

While Dimas approached Lidya who was in the bridal room, he did not turn his head in the direction of Lidya. Or even ask her how she is, maybe she is not interested?

"Why are you so indifferent, Mom? Seeing your wife get treated like that, do I not mean anything in your eyes anymore?" Asked who was annoyed with Dimas' flat attitude.

"My job is only a responsibility and that's what I did. So don't talk too much". Then lay her body on a wedding bed full of rose petals.

Lidya just gawked in disbelief with Dimas's current attitude, because he had never been cold to her. Dimas had always been concerned about it, but now he turned away not caring about it at all.

"But, you forgot? You once said 'you love me so much'. Why is your attitude different? Is there another woman in your heart, Mom?" Tanya Lidya with a sad face.

"Maybe it was just lust. I have not realized that my true love remains for Dinda, my ex-wife. And now I regret what I did a long time ago". Dimas replied without feeling guilty.

"You're bad, Mum! Playing me without mercy". Say Lidya with tears.

"Enough, I want to rest. Stop your rant, or do you want me to divorce you right now?" Dimas said full of anger. Making Lidya speechless did not dare to answer.

Lidya just snorted in annoyance, why did Dimas suddenly turn out like that? His words were very sweet and promising.

But Lidya did not give up easily. With clenched hands and a sharp gaze fixed on her husband, she promised to do something to keep him away with Dinda.

'You played me so much, Mom. It must be fun, if I give a little game to your ex-wife. Who doesn't know he's always in your memory'. Lidya muttered which was full of threats.

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Because of the chaos Kevin made, they rushed home. Dinda is a little annoyed at her boss who makes trouble without thinking about Lidya's mental continuity.

'Made of what the hell, is he? It could be that calm after doing the mess'. Ask Dinda's heart.

"What are you thinking about?" Asked Dimas who noticed Dinda daydreaming.

"Bad.. N-there's nothing.." Replied Dinda who was a little surprised.

"Oh, yes. We need to get back to the office. But, your dress don't let you loose". Tell him firmly.

"But, Sir. What about all the officers' views about me? I can laugh, work in a party dress". Said Dinda who was a little nervous.

"Just calm down, I'll stuff their mouths if I laugh at you". Answer kevin flat.

'What does he want, he? Astagfirulullah..' He was annoyed, but he had to strengthen his patience.

"We're gonna look like lovers, interesting aren't we? I like that.." Ketus Kevin's.

Dinda just turned her lazy eyeball, then a little bit of frowning that did not feel dizzy. He was very confused by the randomness of his superiors, which was getting more and more strange. Dinda also to multiply the istighfar in the heart.

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And sure enough, as he entered the office all eyes were on him and Kevin. Many of them are wondering about the relationship they are in. Some are upset to see their compatibility.

Dinda just quickened the pace of entering her study. Maybe by being in his room, it will be much quieter than all the employees in the big office.

"It's more convenient, than being a spectacle for other employees". He said slowly while sitting his body on the seat of his nation.

As he was comfortable with his rest, suddenly the door opened without anyone knocking first. He looked at the door, then turned his face the other way. He looked at the sight in front of him.

"Dinda, Heh.. You're deliberately close to Mr Kevin because there's a certain intent?" Viola said by showing her face reddened by her emotions.

"Vio, sorry I just got to the office. I cape, my body needs to rest for a while, before doing any more work". Answer with Dinda.

"Udahlah, don't beat around a lot. I just want to stay away Mr. Kevin, I don't want to see you near him". Viola said that it was becoming.

"I don't know what you mean, now please get out of my room. Because it doesn't include work". Said Dinda firmly.

Viola was annoyed, so he stomped his feet and was about to get out. But he saw an OB who was carrying drinks to Dinda's room. He grabbed her and headed for Dinda.

He was about to flirt with Dinda with the drink, but his hand was immediately restrained by a heavy hand. So that the drink was thrown towards the file that was right on Dinda's desk.

Her eyes broke to see many files that were wet from the spill of the drink.

"Bod*h! You should have been in.." Viola's speech came to a halt as he turned his head towards the owner of the burly hand.

He was surprised when the one beside him was Kevin, his superior. Viola could only bow in fear of his behavior being discovered by his own superiors.

"I salute your work, Viola. It turns out that not only are you not good at work, but your rude attitude is also very outrageous". Grumpy Kevin.

"I-I'm sorry, sir.." Viola said, he did not say much, because his behavior was clearly visible to Kevin.

"You don't deserve to work for my company. I don't want to have to fire you immediately". Say something Kevin.

Viola panicked with the words of the boss, he immediately pleaded with Kevin to undo the intention to fire him.

He knelt at Kevin's feet, but Kevin brushed him off for discomfort.

"If you don't want me to fire, do Dinda's job today. I want tomorrow everything has to be ready, I don't want any mistakes. So are you ready or not? If not, please leave my company". Said Kevin.

"Okay sir, I'll try". Viola said.

'Today you win, look ahead. I don't hesitate to make you regret'. Viola muttered that held a grudge.

Dinda feels bad about everything, but what can I do. It was Viola's fault, hopefully with that it will cause a deterrent effect for him. He always hoped that Viola's attitude would turn out to be good, without having to hold a grudge against him.