Dilemma Intersection
Chapters 13. Dilemma Intersection

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Because they were very worried about the condition of Indira, they returned to the beach with another boat that would return. Along the way, Indira held her leg in pain. His blood just kept coming out, until Dirga undressed to cover the wound on Indira's leg.

"Ngapain undress anyway!" ketus Indira because the girls there are fascinated by Dirga.

"Your wounds are bleeding, Shafa. You are diem! Don't protest" Dirga said.

Arriving at the beach, without permission Dirga carrying Indira's body. It made the hearts of both of them beat. Indira closed her eyes, because her face was right on Dirga's chest. Seeing that, Dirga smiled happily.

"If only you were lawful to me, unfortunately you do not want to have a companion in the life of a countryman like me," Dirga said.

Seeing the child's leg hurt, Mother Gisya shouted and approached them.

"Diraaaaa.....!!! What's the matter, son?" panic Mother Gisya.

"His feet hit the coral reef, it looks like it's ripped. Must be treated immediately, ma'am," said Dirga.

"Youraaaaannnnn......! Afifaaaahhhh.......!" shouted Mother Gisya.

"What happened, what's up, aya naon Mommy?" panicked Afifah approached his mother.

"Obatin your sister's leg, fear of infection," said Mother Gisya.

"Yeah God, Deck! Aya-aya wae you mah, fortunately there is Aa ganteng nolongin. Where the body is plaid again," said Afifah make Rian close his eyes.

"Heh markonah! I've got a buleud-buleud still drooling a clay box!" ketus Rian's.

Rian immediately treated Indira's wounds, while Dirga went to the public bathroom to change her clothes. Don't forget the clothes that were covered in Indira's blood, he brought it.

"Tidung Island, I will never forget today. Beautiful Tidung Island as beautiful as my day, because only this time I feel if this day does not want to end," Dirga's mind while holding his clothes.

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Everyone now rushed to Indira who was injured, as well as the snorkeling team who had gone with Indira. Their family is really very compact, Father Fahri always reminds them, how important a family is.

"Family is a joy that will not disappear, a comfortable place to share the laughter and the best atmosphere ever. Family is the compass that guides us. You are the inspiration to reach great heights and comfort when we occasionally falter. Family is one of the most important things we have, which will never change and is always there when needed. No matter where we are, families always pray for good so that we are kept away from evil. I hope you'll always look after each other" said Fahri's father.

Hearing the General's words made Dirga leave just like that. For Dirga there is nothing beautiful in his family. Because only the pain that Dirga received, even to this day Papa Dirga still often begged Dirga to take care of his company. Because now, he is getting old.

After returning to the Inn, Indira trudged towards the outer courtyard, wanting to enjoy the final night there.

"Thank you, Tidung Island. Your beauty is able to make me grateful," muttered Indira.

"It's beautiful tonight isn't it, Syafa?" chirps Dirga who has been there since.

"Astaghfirulloh! Is it a habit to surprise people?!" pissed Indira.

"I'm sorry, but I've been sitting here ever since" said Dirga.

"Thank you for not helping me" said Indira and Dirga only nodded.

Unknowingly, Indira and Dirga sat side by side. They both enjoyed the night sky. Tonight, Dirga intends to reveal himself.

"It turns out true, the first meeting fosters curiosity, while the second meeting fosters longing, and the next meeting only leaves a sense of opium," said Dirga made Indira filled.

"Meeting is destiny, and every meeting always leads us to another destiny" Indira said as she stared at the night sky.

"Do you remember me?" tanya Dirga made Indira squint her forehead.

"meaning?" Indira really doesn't understand it.

"I'm Dirga, Panji's best friend," said Dirga.

Indira was speechless, she still could not digest Dirga's words.

"Well Dirga?" Indira shut her mouth when she remembered the man.

"It's me, even in our first meeting it was because you hit me" Dirga said, chuckling at their first meeting.

"Sorry, Brother! I really don't care if that brother, Brother Dirga," said Indira.

"It's okay, I'm happy to meet you, Syafa. But maybe this is the last meeting, because I'm going to serve in Lebanon. If people say every meeting will leave wounds because of separation. So meeting you was the sweetest wound I felt, " said Dirga stroked Indira's head and left.

While Indira was speechless pecking, while holding her chest that was pounding. Until unconscious, Indira shed her tears.

Now Indira cries alone, on the other hand she is happy to meet Dirga. What he really believed was Yoga. But hearing Dirga's words, Indira's heart ached again. For there will be only farewells, and only brief meetings for them.

Tring tring tring

*Athaya in Calling*

Indira stared at her phone, many times the calls from Athaya she ignored.

"I can only smile looking at your back from a distance, because I know expecting you to turn around is a luxury, Dirga. I'm confused, which way we're going. It seems that all directions are the wrong direction, Athaya. And here I am, standing alone here. On Tidung Island, the anxiety about you and my brief encounter with him,"

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Since that night, Indira could not eat, sleep or think clearly. For his mind was filled with Dirga and Athaya. Actually this morning Indira intends to meet Dirga, he wants to make sure of one thing. But unfortunately, Dirga has returned to Bandung since dawn. Who would have thought, Athaya came that morning. She was worried because Indira did not answer her phone at all.

Now Indira and Athaya are walking on the beach.

"Why did you ignore my call, Indira?" ask Athaya.

"Sorry, I'm just enjoying my vacation" Indira replied.

"Please, Dira! I'm serious about you, I came all the way here because I'm worried about you. If indeed my request the other day still burdens you, I will never force. But please, don't ignore my call. You're making me really worried, Dira" said Athaya.

Indeed, any woman who hears this will be filled with Athaya's words. As well as Indira, she ventured to look at Athaya and apologized.

"I'm sorry, Athaya. But please, never force your will on me. I leave everything the same God, if indeed we are in a match, surely God will unite us at the right time," said Indira made Athaya smile happily.

"Thank you, Dira. I will keep saying your name, in every bow" Athaya said.

"And I still speak his name, in every prostration," Indira said.

That day before returning home, Indira wrote in her diary. Indira wrote while enjoying the beach breeze that hit his body, and the beauty of the twilight that breezed into the darkness of the night.

~ Silence floats memories, restores lost love, blows away anger, repeats sweet successes and wonderful failures. Dusk is never wrong, only memories that make it wet. If you do not come, maybe you are destined to be a story that only deserves to be stored as a memory. The sweet memories of my life spent with you are the best. They make me smile no matter what happens in my life now, and all those memories with you I will leave here, on Tidung Island.

On the way home, Athaya was always on the side of Indira. It makes Father Fahri and Mother Gisya think if the two do have a special relationship. Especially when Athaya far away to pick up Indira to Tidung Island.

"So when are you going to introduce your family to us, Athaya?" ask Fahri's father.

"Soon, Om. Indira and I want to focus on finishing our college first, InshaAllah if it is time I will bring my parents" replied Athaya.

"That's true, but if Om can give you advice how if you are fiancee first. As a strap, let there be certainty," said Father Fahri suddenly made Indira gasped in shock.

Indira looked at Athaya, but Athaya gave an answer that left Indira disappointed.

"So, next week I'll take my parents home, Om. What do you think?" ask Athaya.

"A good idea! If so, Om and Aunty will prepare everything," said Fahri's father.

Mother Gisya could see the look on Indira's face that was disappointed, especially when Indira just went out of the ship. Athaya immediately followed Indira, because he was afraid Indira was angry.

"Dira! Why are you leaving?!" ask Athaya.

"I'm disappointed in you, Athaya. Why didn't you ask my opinion first?! We just knew each other! Let me get to know you first, before I decide on my next step in life. I want to get married once in a lifetime with the person I love!" indira replied in an annoyed tone.

"I'm sorry, Dira. But your father agreed, and I'm sure I can make you fall in love with me" Athaya said confidently.

Not wanting to respond to Athaya, Indira went upstairs to calm down.

"Don't follow me! Let me alone!" indira was adamant when she saw Athaya following her.

Indira really does not understand, why everything feels complicated. Although his heart always trembled when he heard the chanting of the holy verse of the Qur'an spoken by Athaya but he was not sure if it was love. Especially the presence of Dirga, making Indira at a dilemma intersection.

"Meeting you is destiny. Being with you is a choice. But, living with you is a dream. I have to walk forward with Athaya, or I have to retreat first so I can walk forward with Kak Yoga, "inner Indira.

Athaya looked at Indira from down there, he could see that Indira was really disappointed. Really Athaya just wanted to make Indira his last port, not want to hurt him.

"Words are not enough to make you feel better, Indira. A simple apology will never be enough to erase the pain I caused. Still, from the bottom of my heart, I am so sorry. I wish I could make it up to you. I'm just afraid of losing you, I can never be willing to see you owned by someone else" Athaya said.

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