
This morning when Viola woke up, she went straight into the bathroom. Dimas who was sleeping soundly, as soon as he heard Viola vomiting immediately woke up and entered the bathroom which happened to be unlocked. Dimas also stomped on Viola's shoulder.
"I'll get you some warm water, okay?" ask Dimas to Viola after he's in bed.
Viola simply nodded signaling his agreement. Body's limp.
"It's Vi's drinking" Dimas said as he wanted to put it directly into Viola's mouth.
"Let me drink to myself" Viola said as he quickly picked up the glass from Dimas' hand.
If only Reza was still there, he would be busy taking care of me. He will always repeat my eating and drinking. And he who always spies on me, the inner Viola is sad.
Although it had been two days Viola was married to Dimas, but Viola's attitude was still cold. Every time Dimas asked, Viola answered briefly and curtly.
"Sri, what if Dimas and Viola live in your house. You're the one who lives at mom's house. You live alone, you live alone too. Because of what Viola contained Reza's flesh and blood, so the mother is responsible for everything" said Nek Sani.
"If I agree anyway Grandma, but the decision is on Dimas. Dimas also had a plan, despite the tuition and living expenses aided by his grandmother, but he wanted to work. The plan, morning work afternoon college." said mbak Sri Dimas' mother.
"Oh that" said Nek Sani
"But likewise, later I say the same Dimas ya nek" said mbak Sri again.
Since papa Viola was hit by a stroke, his printing business was temporarily held by his confidant, mas Rizky.
"Ma.. how if our printing business, we leave it to Dimas. Than anyone else, it's better than your own daughter-in-law. If Viola has given birth, can work there as well. So they are more independent" Papa told his wife.
"So what about Dimas pa?" answer mama.
"Lecture can be afternoon, so the morning can work in printing" said papa.
"Mom thinks papa's idea is pretty good. They will occupy our house in the city. So Dimas went to work and college closer than he would have stayed with us here" said Mama.
At first Viola disagreed, because he did not want to live apart with his parents. Let alone living alone with the person who had made Reza die.
"Ma, Viola can't live with Dimas. Viola doesn't love her" Viola said in tears.
"He's already your rightful husband. Wherever he goes, you have to go. Mama was married with papa no love, because we were betrothed. It just so happens that his mother papa is close friends with his mother. At that time, your father had a girlfriend. As time went on, we loved each other. It was difficult at first, but over time it can. The important thing is we always accept him as he is, do not compare with others. Reza is the past, we want to live the future. Don't ever look back." said Mama, stroking Viola's hair.
"How about Dad's offer last night" said papa Viola, opening the conversation as he finished dinner.
"If Dimas is up to Viola. Dimas also has a plan pa, later if you have entered college to work. Morning work, afternoon afternoon lecture." Dimas explained.
"Let's mom papa will come see you all the time" said mom while glancing at Viola.
"Do you want Vi to move into our old house with Dimas? If you have given birth, you can work in printing with Dimas. Or you can go to college" said Papa again.
The evening finished praying, Dimas and Viola took care of the clothes that would be moved tomorrow.
Viola's clothes and stuff were enough so much that it had been an hour stuffing into the suitcase and into the box was not finished either.
"Vi.you just sleep. Let me clear things up" Dimas told Viola.
"It's okay anyway, I'm not sleepy." jawan Viola.
Dimas was silent. After half an hour was not finished as well, Dimas finally told Viola to stop compiling his things. But Viola did not listen to Dimas's words.
Dimas finally approached Viola. Once it was close, Viola's shoulder was embraced and carried to the bed. Viola dodged unwillingly because he was not ready to put in the suitcase and into the box.
Without a second thought, Dimas carried Viola and took him to bed. Spontaneous Viola screamed.
"Mas. What do you want me to do." Viola said in Dimas' sling.
Dimas remained silent as he walked to the bed.
"Now you sleep, let me clear things up. If you don't obey, I'll kiss you" Dimas said, enveloping Viola.
Hearing Dimas talk, Viola immediately covered his mouth with both hands. Seeing Viola scared like that, Dimas smiled to himself.
Finished already I've cleaned up Viola's stuff, Inner Dimas. He immediately looked for pillows and blankets to sleep on. Coincidentally, the pillow used in Dimas, under the feet of Viola. Slowly Dimas took it.
Suddenly Viola woke up when Dimas' hand took the pillow nudging Viola's calf. Viola woke up and was instantly furious.
"You want to say Mas, you want to rape me!" viola said with a little anger.
"If I wanted to rape you, it was from the beginning when I first slept in this room Vi. We're officially Vi's husband and wife. But I don't do my duty as a husband. Do you know why? Because you don't love me, you only love Reza.
If I do that, it's the same as rape. I don't want that. I want to do that because love is not based on lust. And you need to know Vi. I've loved you since we first met early in the morning by the picket table. But I didn't dare to say it because Reza told me that he has a big crush on you. So I hope you never think that I'm going to rape you, even if you belong to me. I still have Vi's pride" Dimas said as he left Viola alone in the room.
As soon as Dimas came out of the room, Viola cried and regretted his words just now. He did not expect it turned out that Dimas had loved him all this time, even willing to harbour his feelings for Reza.
Why can I do this to Dimas, Viola's inner heart. Because of the soy sauce crying, Viola finally fell asleep as well.
As soon as all the items were taken down from the car, Dimas immediately cleaned it up. All of their clothes were arranged into a closet. Viola's underwear was also Dimas who composed it to the closet. Viola can't come clean. He was just getting a break.
"Let's see Vi. How attentive Dimas is to you. All work is handled by itself. You can't help him. You're just getting rest. So you still say you can't love Dimas?" mama said to Viola.
"Yes loh ma, Viola will always learn to love her" Viola said as she walked into the kitchen.
After everything was finished with Dimas, Viola's mother and father returned home.