Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 211 CALL MY NAME AGAIN
"If forever I may not be able to convey my heart, but may this song let you know, whatever you are, nothing has changed in my eyes. If indeed we do not have a soul mate in this world, I hope that in heaven, God will bring us together in a different way." Doddy's whisper in the heart.
Love is blind, it is blind without eyes. Although Diah is not a girl anymore, Doddy never saw her in a different way than the woman who used to be able to make him not sleep one night because of the thought of a work group in the lab during the practicum.
If God gives her a chance someday, and Diah is let go by her unjust husband, Doddy doesn't even mind being by her side.
A good woman does not have to be because she has never been touched or owned by others, but because of her majesty who deserves to be loved and fought for.
Doddy feels Diah is a good woman and wife, Diah is not a woman just maybe his destiny to meet Bram is really unlucky.
The car stopped in front of Diah's half-open fence, maybe making Irah forget to close it.
"Thank you for driving me..." Diah turned to Doddy in a rowdy manner, ready to go out, his hands ready to push the car door.
"I'll open the door for you." Doddy was about to get out, standing up when Diah held his shoulder in a reflex motion unintentionally.
Nervously, Diah removed his hand from Doddy's shoulder, noticing the man's momentarily stunned gaze at him
"Sorry uh don't I mean don't have to open the door for me, I can be alone....." Diah's stifled voice, stammering and shame made him stop Doddy.
"I just..."
"I can open it myself. It's not good to bother too much." Diah interrupted quickly before Doddy continued his sentence.
"I don't feel bothered, really." Doddy smiled in the dim.
"There's no need to spoil me so much by behaving like that, I'll go over it." Diah chuckled as if melting the atmosphere between the nereka that lasted awkwardly along the way.
"It's okay, I'm happy to see you running around a little bit. Than to see your gloomy and cold face every time you meet." Doddy was happy to see Diah suddenly a little liquid in his attitude, even if Diah was more responsive than before they could chat more relaxed.
"I'm sorry for making you take me." Diah lowered her face for a moment before then opened the car door and immediately exited, she suddenly felt a bit reluctant to immediately part, but quickly the strange feeling was expelled.
Diah bit her lower lip hard, loudly she reminded herself, so as not to act beyond the limits of reasonableness, like it or not, she is someone's wife to this day. She has not officially divorced, therefore as much as possible she reminds herself to be polite, as a good woman she really does not want to look cheap.
Keeping her marwah as a respectable woman should be more in the future than just satisfying the desire of feelings that can make her pride torn in front of the crowd.
"Be careful on the road.and good night...Fajri." Diah's voice was heard softly before she turned around in haste to hide her reddened face, when she mentioned the name she had mentioned decades ago to a geeky teenager who was very nervous if they sat face to face.
Fajri who was going to look down deeply while playing the tip of the bolpoint, he was so introverted and shy inversely proportional to Fajri who he called Doddy, looks elegant and confident.
Doddy was amazed at the back of the set, not expecting Diah to call his name, his little name that few people know of. It feels like Doddy's chest is finely rustled, feels warm flowing to his veins.
How the longing niche was filled suddenly by vibration, Doddy was silent motionless. The call was so desperately missed out from the lips of little Diah who now seemed more mature than her age because maybe the harshness of life in her path.
Diah quickly set foot behind the gate, pulled it and bent over to lock it when Doddy called his name.
"Diah...! Wait..." The call restrained Diah from moving again, he who still felt blood rising to his face after calling Fajri's name raised his head, staring at Doddy who had already come out of his car following him.
"Yes..." With hesitation, Diah reopened the gate.
"Your phone..." Doddy raised his hand, in his grasp there was a cell phone that Diah knew him as his phone.
"It's..."
Diah welcomed Doddy's hand, for a moment the skin of their hands touched, felt cold, as cold as the night went higher and higher.
"Thank you." Diah uttered it blushingly, in the dim light of the lights set on the wall of the fence, Doddy's eyes glittering at Diah's face, so fixed and deep.
"I..."
Before Diah closes the fence, Doddy's voice stops him.
"Yes..what's up?"
"Can you call me one more time." Doddy gulped his own saliva as he made that request.
"Call you?" Diah frowned a little confused.
Doddy did not flinch in front of Diah, with all his courage that seemed to shrink he stood motionless in front of the fence where Diah was glued as a statue waiting for him to continue his sentence.
"Call me by the name of Fajri..."Doddy said in a raucous voice.
"Oh..." Instantly Diah misbehaved, Doddy did not expect to notice what he said earlier.
"Call with how...?" Diah bit her lip.
"Call my name..."Already stymied, Doddy was forced not to back down from his strange plea, which he himself could not control his presumptuous mouth.
"Pha...Fajri?" Diah's voice is shrivelled. But it sounded clear even though it was stamped, his eyebrows seemed to wrinkle when reciting it.
"Thank you. Good night, Diah."
Doddy smiled before turning away, with Diah's eyes in confusion.
After closing the fence, Diah walked in haste to open the door, when from next to him, on the terrace chair in the corner there was a heavy sigh.
Diah almost jumped in surprise, his eyes finding a body sitting there watching his arrival.
"A nice night..." The tone of the voice was so heavy, full of jealous tones that he could not cover.
"Mass?"
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