My wife, Dhia
I'll Explain Everything

Dhia and Wiwik arrive at the venue. There, on a neatly arranged row of chairs, it looks like some people are sitting, telling each other stories. Looking forward to their children's graduation, which will soon take place.

"You've been waiting a long time?"Dhia looked at Mama, Papa and Inka alternately.

"No, honey. We just got there."Rossa smiled proudly at Dhia, her eldest child currently looks so beautiful and graceful, with a kebaya dress and black-painted batik skirt wrapped in Dhia's body.

Dhia glanced at Malik for a moment. The man was silent while playing his phone. To be honest, Dhia was happy, because at this time the Papa who usually seemed indifferent, and only concerned about the job, now also present her happy way.

"Wiwik, you're so beautiful."chicit Rossa was friendly.

"Buk Rossa can be aja ... Wiwik became embarrassed." he chuckled softly.

"Oh, yes, Ma .. thank you, the shoes. I liked. Mama sent it, right?"Dhia smiled happily.

The shoe? Rossa frowned in astonishment, then looked down at the foot of her eldest daughter.

Just like Rossa was astonished, Wiwik was so.

"No, darling ... Mama didn't send you shoes."I Rossa was honest while looking at the pretty shoes that Dhia wore. Heel shoes, soft colored but impressed luxurious and elegant. Similar to the one Wiwik wears. The difference is, Wiwik's property has more rope.

Who are these shoes I wear from?

Dhia looked at Wiwik looking for answers. But Wiwik just kept quiet like he didn't know anything.

"Dhia ...!"

A woman called Dhia. Dhia turned his head immediately. In another row of chairs, Dini, Yuli, and Amel had gathered. The three friends look beautiful wearing kebaya, which is almost covered by toga, a black cloth made of velvet, which covers the shoulders up to below the knees.

"Ma, I was there first, yes .." said Dhia pointing towards her friends were."You guys just sit here."

"Yes, son."

"Wik, I live first, yeah ..."

"Yes, Mommy."Wiwik.

Moments passed, the sound of the MC announcing that the graduation event was about to begin. A host of the event, asked the GRADUATES/GRADUATES from each department to enter the room, and choose a seat according to the sequence number of each. All were asked to remain standing, welcoming the senate's presence into the room.

The mood changed quietly.

Almost two hours passed, the process of series after series of events was completed, from the opening of the senate session, the recitation of the holy verse of the Qur'an, and a series of other events. All went well, until the GRADUATION/WATI was carried out the transfer of porters, which was carried out by the rector of the University of Binanang Indonesia.

"Yeeey .." shouted Dhia, Yuli, Dini and Amel with happy faces while holding their respective diplomas.

"Finally .. years of travel on the college bench bore fruit."this time Dini who exclaimed.

"Aah .. surely I will miss you all."chicit Yuli with a faint face while hugging her three best friends.

"Bestie certainly .."this time Amel chimed in.

"Anyway, do not forget to often love the news." said Dhia while the four re-embrace as if they never want to be separated.

"Dhio ..."Rossa approached them.

"Yes, Ma ..."Dhia's approaching Rossa.

The middle-aged woman opened her bag, picking up a small object from inside there. A small flower-shaped cross, then pair it right on the left chest, on a black cloth dangling from Dhia's boat.

"What is this, Ma?"

"It's okay, just a little bross. I want you to wear it always. Don't lose it."

Dhia was silent for a moment, as if knowing that small object was a precious thing for Mama.

"So this is what you wanted to give me yesterday?"Dhia smile.

Rossa nodded slowly.

"Where's dirga? why hasn't it come yet?"rossa finally asked, after searching for the whereabouts of her daughter-in-law.

"Mas Dirga, he .. emm ...."

Amidst Dhia's confusion seeking answers to Rossa's questions, her net suddenly snaps with the figure of a man wearing a black vest suit, carrying a bouquet of flowers, walking towards them.

The man smiled sweetly at Dhia. But Dhia did not want to repay him.

"Good day, Ma." said the man who was none other than Dirga.

Rossa turned around."Dirga, you just came? why late?"

"Yes, Ma. It's too late to come here."

"I'm sorry I'm late."Dirga looked at Dhia, but the girl replied coldly.

"This is for you." Dirga gave a bouquet of roses dominated by white roses to Dhia. Dhia was silent. And then accept it.

"Thank you."

Rossa smiled at that.

"Your shoes are beautiful." said Dirga half-whispering in Dhia's ear, smiling proudly.

Dhia. So these are shoes from him?

Ah, it felt like he wanted to immediately take off the shoes right now, and throw them away. But of course it was not Dhia did, considering his mother, and the dozens of people who were around him standing at this time.

"What's more important than your wife's graduation?" suddenly Malik came from behind.

Dirga's jaw had hardened, but then turned his head and smiled at the man.

"What is it to you that Dhia is not important?"ask Malik again.

"Dhia my wife, Pa .. of course she matters to me."

"A husband will still remember his wife, even in circumstances that are not possible. Shouldn't it be, Pa?"

He looked at the man, smiling meaningfully.

Malik laughed crisply, but Dirga understood the meaning of the laughter."Of course .. it should be."

Dirga returns with a smile."That's why I keep coming. Coming late, it's much better than not coming at all."

Rossa's quiet. His body then became stiff. She knew the meaning of Dirga's words, as if she was insinuating her husband.

"Ma ... go home, yuk. Ribet, the shirt." Inka came out of nowhere while walking kicking, kicking her skirt forward."It's not comfortable."

"L-yes, baby."so Rossa then looked at her husband.

"Well, we go home first." Malik told Dhia and Dirga."If there's time to play at Papa's house. We can talk about work."

Malik's Shoot to Dirga.

Dirga just smiled thinly. Not at all intending to answer.

"Hey, lake ..". " suddenly the Inca shouted while waving at Dhanu who was standing with several other graduates.

Dhanu smiled.

"Do you want a photo of me? I'm a girl, huh."

"Widiiih, saucy also you wear kebaya."ujar Dhanu walked over to the Inca."Pantesan suddenly clouded. So you're the biotech."

"About, lu! Lu kate I'm a ujang handler?"Inca thumping lips.

Dhanu chuckled."Come on, photo."

Dhanu wiped her phone screen.

"Deketan dikit."chicit Dhanu on the Inca. The two stood together, smiling sweetly in front of the flat screen.

"Try seeing?"Inka snatched Dhanu's phone to see the camera shots."Wiiih, so cute is I."

"That's a big pede, you."Dhanu again chuckled.

"Congratulations Dhanu, on his graduation." Rossa said with a friendly smile, as he was about to go home.

"Thank you, Auntie."Dhanu smiled back.

"Where are your Papa's mama? already home?"

"Already, Aunt .... just."sahut Dhanu."Auntie's going home, too?"

"Yes, here. Inka ngajakin .. he said he did not feel at home with his clothes."

"Elah, boy .. habit of wearing torn pants, anyway. How to be at home."tap Dhanu on the Inca.

Rossa chuckled softly.

"Yes, Auntie and Inca go home first, yes ..."

"Yes, Aunt .. be careful."

"Send me ntar, the picture" said Inka when she stepped home.

"One, two .. three."Wiwik is taking pictures of Dhia and Dirga. Dhia initially refused, but Wiwik managed to force her.

Wiwik clucked."Where's her smile, Madam Dhia?"he said that he was anxious for Dhia who kept putting on a cold face.

"Replace!"teramkan Wiwik like a good photographer.

Dhia sighed softly. And immediately gasped when Dirga's hand suddenly pulled her slim waist.

"Lepasin, Mas."ujar Dhia quietly, but firmly. As if he did not care, Dirga actually tightened his hands around Dhia's waist.

In the end, Dhia was forced to keep smiling while holding back furious because Wiwik just kept forcing her.

"Haduuuh, haduuuh .. this is the new fit."Wiwik smiled shyly."Lakik binik sakepnya no medicine. Matching couple tenan, iki."He's clucking slowly.

"Photos with Pak Dirga already, same Mbak Dhia, already .. neng Wiwik no such intention, same photo as Doddy?"ask Doddy selow.

"Help .. ogah.!"wiwik ketus."Later it even went viral, if Mas Gio saw, he must be disappointed with Wiwik."

"Russia ... Mas Gio again, Mas Gio again."Doddy breathed a heavy sigh."In front of the eyes even in wine."

"Neng Wiwik .. neng Wiwik."

"Doddy, you take Wiwik home now.!"dirga's orders suddenly.

"Well?!"Wiwik.

"Ready, Sir. The order is ready to be executed."Doddy's got a respectful attitude.

"Until the apartment, you immediately stop by the Tamara Penthouse. Please take care of him for a while" Dirga told Wiwik.

"What's Tamara Why, Mas? the injury is severe, huh?"

"Not much to ask. Get you home now!"

Wiwik sighed lazily.

"Come on, neng Wiwik. Kang Doddy will get you home safely" Doddy said.

"Hi, Dhi ..."Dhanu approaches Dhia and Dirga, as Wiwik and Doddy step out of the place. He saw the shoes Wiwik was wearing. Exactly the shoes he gave Dhia a few days ago. Honestly, he was disappointed, feeling that he never meant anything to Dhia.

"Hi, Nu."

Dirga looked on with a watchful look.

"Good day Mr. Dirga. How are you?"

"Good."

Dirga sahut flat.

"Can you ask permission for a moment, I want to take a photo with Dhia" Dhanu said without hesitation.

"Sorry, but we ..."

"Can, Nu."sahut Dhia quickly disconnected Dirga's sentence.

Dhanu smiled faintly.

While Dirga looked at Dhia in disbelief. A moment later he immediately pulled Dhia's arm to make the girl jerk.

"What the fuck, anyway, you, Mas?!"Dhia tried to pull over, but failed because Dirga's hand grip is strong enough.

"Sorry, we have to get home!"Dirga looked at Dhanu with a cold gaze, then took Dhia away from the place.

"Sorry, Nu."

Dhia had said that because she felt bad for Dhanu.

"You don't have to apologize to her."

"You're so mean, Mom?"Dhia removed her hand from the grasp of that sturdy hand.

"I'm evil?"Dirga repeats."I should have told you that. You want a picture with another man in front of your own husband?"

"It was worth it?"

Dhia smiled wryly."Sleeping in another woman's house, while letting her sleep alone, you think that's worth it, too, Mom?"

Dhia's question makes Dirga silenced.

"We're going home now. I will explain everything." said Dirga finally.