Hijrah Love Arunika
Chapter 25. Cahoot

Right at half-six, Dirga got off using the elevator to the company parking area. Usually, he would be out at five in the afternoon because the office hours were over. But today is different. There is additional work to be done that day as well.

After arriving at the side of the car, Diega's eyes were fixed on the flat tires of his car. "Yes Allah. Why did the tires suddenly leak? Last morning the feeling had not been," muttered Dirga astonished.

When checking all the tires of the car, all four turned out to be all leaking. It feels strange if all four are leaking simultaneously. "Maybe someone's been deliberately harassing me."

Dirga began to think how to get his car serviced immediately. The spare tire has only one in the trunk. He also intends to contact the workshop person to bring three tires at once. He also asked to be replaced.

But the problem is, the phone battery runs out. Dirga ran back into the office building. "You're taking no charger?" ask Dirga at the reception.

"Bring, Sir. Here," replied the receptionist directly giving the object that his superior was looking for.

"I borrowed it for a moment. My phone battery ran out of power, "dirga's permission was polite.

"Just wear it, sir. Who would contact if I knew? Can't you use the office phone?" proposal Mbak Receptionist that makes Dirga instantly feel silly alone.

"really so. I didn't think about it. Thank you, yeah." After that, Dirga immediately contacted his subscription mechanic.

Waiting for about fifteen minutes, the mechanic arrived with Dirga's order. The process of removing and installing tires also takes almost twenty minutes. It's getting darker. The clock on Dirga's wrist was already showing a figure of six over thirty minutes.

"Thank you, Mom. I have transferred money. I'm sorry, I stayed because it's hard to get my wife so late" Dirga told the Montir.

"Okay, sir, and thanks again."

After starting the car engine, Dirga chose to charge the phone battery first. Because of panic, he forgot if the car is equipped with a cellphone charger cable.

After praying, Dirga drove to the Darussalam boarding school. Misadventures such as refusing to leave Dirga's life. At that hour, it was very prone to traffic jams.

"Yes Allah. How'this? I have to call Aru first so that he does not worry," said Dirga then look for Aru's name on the phone screen while waiting for the car in front of him to walk.

'the number you are calling is out of range.'

Dirga hit the handle of the steering wheel. Annoyed and worried about his feelings. Trying to think calmly, Dirga focused on the road that began to have signs of running vehicles in front of him.

"I'm too late" muttered Dirga as the car swerved through the road to the cottage. Not long after, the car arrived. However, Dirga did not find his wife's presence in front of the mosque.

"What's Aru inside?" guess Dirga and then choose to go down.

Time has shown at eight o'clock. It's his fault for not contacting Aru since this afternoon. He will apologize for the delay. Just a few steps into the cottage, he saw Zahra, a friend of his wife who was walking with a bag of crackles in her hand.

"I'll just ask him then."

"Zahrah! Did you see Aru inside?" ask Dirga stiff.

Zahra's brother who was hanging crackles until it was on the fence, opened his eyes confused. "Loh, didn't Aru come home earlier? I saw Aru get into the car. I think it's the Father" replied Zahra just as confused.

The confusion of Dirga is increasing. "I haven't picked her up yet. Coincidentally, I was also late," replied Dirga who made Zahra even more clueless.

Not long after, Sisil appeared with a bag of crackles similar to the one Zahra had brought. The woman smiled sweetly at Dirga and Zahra saw her. 'Basic centile, ' Zahra grunts in heart.

"Assalamualaikum, Mr. Dirga," said Sisil kindly and hung the bag on the iron fence in front of him.

"Getishalight." Dirga answered briefly.

Zahra deliberately did not move from there so that the husband of his friend was safe and protected from the bite of a poisonous snake named Sisil. He acts as an observer as long as the condition is still safe.

"Would you pick up Aru, sir? Loh, isn't Aru home yet? I accidentally saw her getting into a car with a man. I thought, it was the Father" Sisil told me what he knew.

"Huh? How's the guy?" ask Dirga to panic.

"I know less. But, because I felt awkward, I had time to take a photo of his vehicle number," replied Sisil innocently.

Zahra who heard that, felt that something was wrong. Surely, there is something planned by Sisil. Why would he take photos of someone else's vehicle? As for the fact, Aru is not as familiar as Sisil. What does Sisil care for? Zahra only hoped that the woman beside her did not plan for anything bad.

"What are you talking about? Don't just accuse," Zahra vehemently tried to deny.

Sisil ignored Zahra's protests. He took his cell phone and showed me a photo of the car number. However, the focus of Dirga is, his wife's hand is held by a man.

Dirga's jaw is perfectly hardened. He clearly knows who the man is because in the photo, it looks so clear. "alright. Thank you for telling me," said Dirga then back in the car.

He fiddles with his phone and asks someone to track down Aru's cell phone. But before his intention was fulfilled, his eyes were fixed on a message from an unknown number.

Before opening it, Dirga knew if it was a video message. His hands trembled as he tapped on the message and the video was being downloaded. He waited anxiously for the passing seconds.

Until the video was perfectly downloaded. Dirga's eyes widened when he played the beginning of the video. Without finishing playback he closed the messaging window.

His hands clenched perfectly with chest that suddenly roared violently. A thousand words of divination would like Dirga lay on his wife. In fact, Dirga was ashamed of himself if he mentioned Aru as his wife.

"What have you done, Ru? How once you did this to me. It is my fault for believing too much in someone who has not finished with his past" said Dirga with reddened eyes, holding back tears. The pulsation in da

Just a regular video showing Aru's hand holding the sender on the table. Dirga could have guessed if Aru was in a restaurant or cafe. From the shape of his hand, Dirga clearly knew that the owner was a man.

And he could guess if the owner was Yoda.

"I've been worrying about the wrong people. He no longer deserves my attention. I should have prepared my heart long ago. For the pain to be this severe does not need to be this severe."

After that, Dirga turned the steering wheel and chose to go home to the apartment. He will swallow his disappointment and save his heartache.