MY SWEETIE BOYFRIEND'S

MY SWEETIE BOYFRIEND'S
HIS NAME IS LOVE


A week passed still covered in sadness. It is not easy to forget the most loved ones. The memories that Dila left behind are still reflected in the temple and the minds of her husband and child.


Dion has a new habit for a week. The man will leave at five in the morning to the back garden of the house. He picked up Dila's favorite flowers, then went out of nowhere, and at midnight, Dion would return home.


The big house became quiet. Dion forgot that he still had a daughter. Delilah had not talked to her father for a week.


As he rebuked, Dion just turned his head, then left. They also ate together and missed. Dion always locked the door. No one can come in just to clean up.


That condition worries Bastian as a parent. He decided to stay with Dion to take care of his favorite grandson Delilah.


Just like Delilah, every Bastian rebuked, Dion just looked. Not even a word was spoken from the man's lips.


"Related ... Papa wants to talk to you, son," said Bastian, who approached his son, picking a white rose.


Dion was silent. He ignored Bastian's words, and continued his activities.


"Delilah needs you. Poor him. It's been a week Papa noticed you continue to linger in grief."


Dion put the flowers he had picked into the wicker basket. He looked at the old face of Bastian. "Why aren't you happy that I'm staying here? I better just go."


Bastian flinched, "It's not so! You've been acting strange for a week. Go early, then go home late." Bastian patted Dion's shoulder. "Son, every meeting has a farewell. Every birth has a death. Take Dila's departure. Don't torture yourself."


"Papa still doesn't understand what I'm going through. How I am tormented by the name of love. I want to be with my wife, but fate hasn't granted it."


"Conscious, Dion!" Bastian raised his voice.


"What does he want?! Told me to forget Dila, didn't I?"


Bastian nodded, "No, son. Keep the memory of Dila in your heart, but remember your duty as a father."


Dion grabs the flower basket, and leaves Bastian. Delilah who heard the debate, did not dare to appear. He also let Dion get through him.


"Grandfather!" delilah hugged Bastian.


"Let your papa. Let him do what he thinks is right."


...****************...


Dion arrived at Dila's tomb. He replaced the withered flower, with the new flower he picked. Dion visited the tomb every day, and it had been his custom for a week.


"Tomorrow I'll bring you orchids. The flower that symbolizes your charm."


Dion cleaned his wife's grave which was actually very clean because every day the man always cleaned it. No matter the stinging sunlight, the man sat silently lamenting his wife's gravestone.


I look at the clear sky.


Not a single bird passed by.


I want to send him a message.


Message to my beloved.


This is where the devotee gets hurt.


Sit still like a madman.


Expect fate to take his life immediately.


"Dion!"


The man called by his name looked over. Reyhan came to the tomb with an umbrella protecting him. The weather is very hot. The heat is felt in the tubers. But for Dion, it doesn't matter.


"What's wrong?" ask Dion.


"Are you crazy or are you crazy? Every day come here. Do you want to be published .... "


Reyhan did not continue his sarcastic sentence. He got carried away with emotions because of Dion's behavior. Reyhan has been quiet for a week about his best friend's behavior. The man thought Dion was still very lost, but after being let go, and noticed, the thing the man did was alarming.


"I'm already crazy. Dila has left me, and I'm crazy because she has brought me sanity."


"Let's go home with me" Reyhan said.


Dion nodded, "I want to be here."


Dion rubbed Dila's headstone. "Darling, I'll go first. I'll be back tomorrow."


The bodyguards, who were with Reyhan, rushed to open the car door, and invited Dion to enter. Reyhan sent a prayer to his mother, after which rushed after Dion.


"You take Dion's car home. Let me drive" Rey said.


"Good, Master,"


Reyhan got in the car. "We got together, yuk! We haven't talked in a long time. I'll send a message to Diki to meet us at the cafe subscription."


"Do you have no job?" ask Dion.


"Today we want to be with you."


Reyhan sent a message to Diki first, after which run the car to his cafe subscription.


...****************...


"It's been a long time?" Reyhan.


"just now. Y'all sit. I've ordered drinks for the three of us" said Diki. "Dion, how are you?"


"I'm good" he answered.


Reyhan and Diki stared at each other. Both do not know what to say. Dion was also silent with his eyes staring out.


"Dion ... You don't want to go back to the company?" ask Diki.


"I'm not interested."


"I heard that your company was getting ahead when Andi was holding it" said Diki.


"Yes." Yeah."


Diki took a breath. He had tried to open the conversation, but Dion seemed to want to close the conversation himself. The waiter came with a drink that had been ordered. Dion sipped his drink and then got out of the chair.


"Where else are you going?" ask Reyhan.


"You're home."


"Let me drop off" Rey said.


"Let me alone." Dion steps away, but Rey restrains the man's shoulders.


"Let me drive," Rey cheered.


"What's my problem with you guys? Let me alone!" Dion raised his voice.


Diki put two pieces of blue money on the table, then followed her two best friends. "Let's get out!"


They got out of the cafe. Reyhan did not take his hand off Dion. It did not matter what the visitor's view on the three middle-aged men was.


"I'm not a kid, Rey! Get your hands off!" said Dion.


"You want to go to the tomb again? Awake, Dion. Please let my mom go" Reyhan said.


Dion clenched to the right of his hand. The fist landed on Reyhan's face. "Why are you telling me to forget Dila?! He remains in my heart and my mind!"


"That's not what I mean," Rey said.


"Then what? You didn't let me be with my wife. Papa, now you." Dion stared hard at Reyhan. "Let me be with my wife! Don't you interfere!" Dion pushes Rey's body, then leaves.


Reyhan wanted to chase, but Diki held him back. "Let it go, Rey. It's still new. Dion will also be conscious."


"Have the guards follow him. I'm afraid he's reckless" Rey said.


Diki nodded, "I'll do it."


Seriate.


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