
“Ah, this Mama if by the way does not use brakes,” grumbled Dirga while glancing at Mama Diana with her eyes tail.
“Kan is right. Indeed wrong?”
“Ya no.” Finally gave up and followed the words of Mama Diana.
The middle-aged woman sat by her son's side, occasionally smirking his granddaughter's thick cheeks. “Emh, fragrance grandchild oma.” Then glanced at Dirga who was still sitting quietly. “Oh yes, you must immediately marry Lula officially, so that your status is clear and do not become a widower husband again.”
“Iya, Mah. After all the business is done. I still have to take care of Alika.” Dirga looks moody after mentioning the name of the woman who has been his wife for two years.
“What's more? I'll take care of the divorce.”
“Kan is not that easy, Mah.”
Mama Diana's hands stretched out across her son's shoulders. He also felt concerned about what happened.
“That's important we all know who Alika is. Mama is relieved because you are not falling deeper and deeper with her,” said Mama Diana made Dirga lowered her head in lethargy. She remembered all the warnings of Mama Diana that had been ignored.
"Sorry, Mah." Only that word could be said on his lips.
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Starting tonight, Dirga decided to stay at Mama Diana's house for a while. The tall man refused to go back to his private home. Because the house will only remind Alika and all her bad memories.
Now he is in his favorite place, the balcony of the second-floor house which is often a place of contemplation. At least Dirga became calmer, after a day of being in an emotionally draining situation.
“Mas, what are you doing here?”
The sound of the call made Dirga wake up from the daydream. Lula stood right by her side holding onto the balcony divider.
“Nothing, just calm down.” He looked at Lula. “Zav where?”
“Have been asleep,” the answer is short.
Lula stared in amazement at the spacious garden that was at the back of her in-laws house. The yellow lights create a romantic atmosphere.
“Indeed you occupy which room?” ask Dirga polo. He knew which room his wife was in.
“I'm in the room next to mama.”
“Why not in my room?” Giving a trap question that made Lula take her eyes off the park.
“What's in your room, Mas?”
“There's me!” dirga chuckled with a small laugh, creating a thin frown on Lula's forehead. “Yes you will be lonely sleep, I can accompany.”
“There is Zav accompanying me kok.”
Dirga smiled seductively. The thing he liked the most was when he teased Lula and made her cheeks reddish. It is clearly visible, although on the balcony the lighting is dim because there is only one light that lights up.
“But if the same I'm different loh.”
“You will feel warmer if there is me.” He grabbed Lula's fingers and kissed the back of her hand.
Makes Lula take a deep breath. “Where have you been, Mas? During Zav's pregnancy, I was taken with you. Now I just want to warm up. You don't feel like it's late?” satir Lula with a stern.
What the hell is this? Mama same Lula looks like again julid. From earlier had to be insinuated only.
Dirga smiled wryly.
“Ya sorry, Darling.”
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The next day ...
Dirga visited a hospital. According to the news he got from Jeff, Mentari, the girl who had been in love with Azka was undergoing physiotherapy at the hospital where Doctor Allan practiced.
Dirga felt the need to meet the girl to ask her some things that were troubling her mind. For he had never known before that Azka had a lover.
Passing through a room with glass doors, Dirga's gaze swept around. To find the figure of the girl who said Jeff named Mentari was in the corner of the room. Looks like it's a walking exercise. Dirga's eyebrows are linked to each other. It was not the long haired girl who caught his attention, but someone who was with him.
“Jeff? What is he doing here?”
“Incompanion of the Mentari lah!” Doctor Allan was suddenly present there and answered Dirga's murmur.
“Ah you. Just make it a shock. Good thing you have a strong heart.” While occasionally glancing at Jeff and Mentari. “Ngapain Jeff here?”
“You alone?” Instead of answering, Doctor Allan asked back.
“I need to meet the girl to ask some things.”
“Not yesterday Jeff explained everything? Mentari is Azka's boyfriend who knows all about Azka and Vino's murders. That's why Hito kept him all this time?”
“Yes, I understand. But there are still those who block.”
“Already! Don't think about the one that's stuck. It's all clear, so you don't have to think about anything else other than getting officially married to Lula. Mentari let Jeff take care, not you!”
“What if I?” asked Dirga who still did not understand the direction of the conversation of his cousin.
“Soalnya if you take care of it, later it will be used as a wife again!” doctor Allan's insinuation made Dirga glare sharply.
“Damn you!”
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