Dimas Waiting
Advice from Mas Bambang

Because there are many invitation orders, even though Sunday Dimas left for work. And so do other officers. But on Sunday it only works half a day. Finish zuhur already home.

When Dimas arrived at the printing press, Nita had just arrived. They met in the parking lot

"Good morning, Dimas." said Nita to Dimas.

"Old tumben kok Mas?" ask Nita in wonder.

"Regular, Sunday night shows on exciting TV. I watched it late last night. Hence the misfortune, Dimas replied as he walked in.

"Tumben compact, arriving at the same time." greet mas Bambang in front of the entrance to the printing press.

"Ah... happened to meet in the parking lot earlier." replied Dimas as he walked in. Nita just smiled shyly.

The Viola at home was already impatiently waiting for Dimas' arrival. Ever since seeing the lipstick marks on Dimas' shirt, his feelings have been unsettled.

Actually Viola wanted to call Dimas, but his intention was pushed back first. If talking over the phone is not good, Viola's mind in the heart. Wait until Dimas gets home from work.

As usual, every 10am when Dimas breaks, he always calls Viola in his state. This morning Dimas called as usual.

"What's the love" asked Dimas when he called Viola.

"Watch TV first... What time do you come home?" ask Viola.

"Why..." said Dimas while joking.

Viola only answered normally, but in his heart was already furious.

The behavior of Nita who always seek sympathy Dimas began to smell also by mas Bambang. Then Bambang found Rizky mas in his study.

Mas Bambang: "Mas."

Mas Rizky: "Where did Mas Bambang know?"

Mas Bambang: "Every day Nita entered the workspace Dimas."

Mas Rizky: "Ah. Usually, if there is something less understand it must be nanya."

Mas Bambang: "If every day, it is not natural. At first it was about work, over time..... Especially when the guy's handsome, good again."

Mas Rizky: "That's exactly what it is. His name is a normal man, where some reject the carcass. The men are all crocodiles. Poor Viola yes.where else pregnant big. Let's investigate first mas Bambang, if proven guilty then we take action."

Mas Bambang: "Well, let me investigate."

Arriving home, Dimas greeted Viola as usual. Dimas also played with Nauval. After Nauval took a nap, Dimas wanted to go to bed. But Viola forbade her and invited her to speak together in the room.

"Sleep yok Vi," Dimas asked his wife.

"Mas..there's something I want to talk about" Viola said slightly ketus.

"Serious yet Vi, what's up?" ask Dimas wonder.

"Mas..just look, this is whose lipstick is!" Viola showed me the shirt Dimas wore last night.

"Why don't you know, this is your shirt. If someone else's shirt you might not know. But this is my own shirt I don't know!" insist Viola.

"It's true I don't know Vi.." replied Dimas.

"Who are you going all night!" ask Viola.

"I was there to drive Nita home all night. Before we went home, we went to the pharmacy to buy medicine. From there on to Nita's rented house. After Nita got to the front of the house, I went straight home." Dimas explained to Viola.

"Oh. since when did you become Nita's driver. Paid how much you were with Nita until willing to send her home, while I waited for you until I fell asleep on the sofa!" Viola was getting angry.

"Can't I help someone in trouble. He didn't bring a vehicle so ride with me. The road I walked along was in the direction of her house. Is that wrong!" Even a little bit of emotion.

"You can't help people, but there are limits. Not because you help others, you sacrifice the feelings of the wife. You put other people first than your own wife!" viola replied while crying.

"I don't know how you think Vi. You're too suspicious. You're too suspicious of Nita. Though she suffered a lot because of her husband. "had not had time Dimas explained at length had cut Viola.

"That's none of your business. He deliberately told you the same way because he wanted to find sympathy with you. You don't know he's actually the..... " Dimas instantly cut Viola's talk.

"I don't want to make a fuss Vi. I'm tired of always making a fuss over this. Now what should I do to make you happy, not suspicious anymore!" Dimas couldn't stand the tears of Viola.

"I want to, cut off your relationship with Nita" Viola replied.

"I don't have a special relationship with Nita. But if it makes you happy, tomorrow I will keep my distance from her" Dimas said as he approached Viola.

Viola just bowed and cried.

Then Dimas just remembered, last night when in front of Nita's house, he had pulled Nita's hand because Nita slipped.

Maybe it was Nita's lipstick on her shirt. Then Dimas explained everything to Viola.

"I'm sorry Vi, if all this hurt you. By Allah, I have no intention of putting anyone else before my own wife." Dimas hugged Viola and regretted last night.

The Next Day.

During the lunch break, Mas Bambang quickly walked closer to Dimas' workroom. Nita was nearby too. Nita had not had time to take Dimas to the cafeteria, Mas Bambang immediately pulled Dimas' hand and took him to the cafeteria.

"Yok Mas, we're going to the cafeteria. There's something I want to talk about." said mas Bambang while drawing Dimas' hand.

Arriving at the canteen, Mas Bambang invited Dimas to sit in the corner so that the chatter is not heard by others. While eating, mas Bambang chatted to Dimas.

"Kok mas pay attention, lately Nita often enter your workspace Mas. What business there is, divide it. mas also want to loh." asked mas Bambang.

"What business? There is no mas. Nita often nanya work, sometimes ask to be shown an example of an invitation that is again viral today" replied Dimas explained to mas Bambang.

"Be careful alone in the room, because the third person is a demon" said mas Bambang with a laugh.

"Yes mas. God willing I can keep my distance." replied Dimas.

"Thank God that's it. Just remind me. In the room alone that is not muhrim, will cause slander" said Mas Bambang again.

Then Bambang pamit mas first, while Dimas still sat in the canteen alone. He was still pondering Bambang's talk just now. From now on I have to keep my distance from Nita, for the sake of Viola and the slander of people, the inner Dimas in heart.