My wife, Dhia
Awakened Already, Along With Happy Who Just Present.

"How about Wira CitraWisata tau? they will definitely accuse the Megantara Group company of corruption."Gio looked at Dirga with a worried look.

Dirga breathed a heavy sigh.

"They don't know." said Dirga slowly.

"You got a way out?

Dirga nodded."I'll cover everything with Megantara Group's corporate money."

Gio looked at Dirga in disbelief, then hissed."This is ridiculous, Dirga. That means the Megantara Group will suffer a huge loss in building this project."

"That's better than, the company name Megantara Group is tainted" Dirga said flatly.

"But ..." Gio restores his hair, breaks sentences, because he no longer knows what to say.

"You just calm down. Megantara Group's money can still cover this matter."

"Yes, you're right ...." Gio answered Dirga's statement quickly."Maybe Megantara Group money can cover the problem of the CitraWisata Wira project. But what about the hospital building project in Java?"

"Can we go ahead with the rest of the money?" gio asked again as he quickly pulled up the chair, and sat down in front of Dirga."While you know for yourself. The cost of building the hospital was in the tens of billions, Ga ..."

"Where can we find the flaws?!"

Dirga.

"There is no other choice, Ga. .. we have to step down from the hospital building project" Gio said. Because he thinks it doesn't make sense.

"We can't back down." Dirga looked at Gio firmly.

"What?"

Gio stand.

"You're right, Ga?!"

"We have to win the hospital project, Mr. Bram. You take it easy, I will try to find a way out." said Dirga reassured.

Gio was silent for a moment. But then back to sound.

"As much as you are, Ga. I'm sorry."

Dirga. Although the truth is that his mind is currently in turmoil, but he tries to remain calm to think of a way out of his company's problems.

Drt, drt, drt.

The vibration of the mobile phone on the table made Dirga look over. He immediately lifted it, as soon as he saw the name of someone on the screen of the black object.

A few seconds later, a faint smile rose on the handsome face of the man. It was as if finding a shining star in the middle of a dark cloud.

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Dhia. A spray of sunlight reflecting off the glass, blinding his vision. A moment later he was aghast, his right hand immediately grabbed the phone from the top of the nightstand to look at the clock.

Someone confiscated it. The round net was not directly fixed on the clock, but was diverted with a small light green paper, as well as neatly written words, stuck on the flat screen of the gold-colored phone.

Dhia, too, pulled the small light green paper.

Rest up! no need to go to the office today.

I don't want you to faint, and add to my troubles.

So are the words that are attached there.

Dhia smiled faintly.

"I'm sorry, Mas .. This time I won't listen to you." Dhia put the paper back on the nightstand. He hurriedly walked to the bathroom, after having seen the clock that had shown at eight in the morning.

The woman with ponytail hair, wearing an orange blazer, combined with a black skirt above her knees, was already standing in front of the mirror. Dhia polishes her lips with maple-colored lipstick mocha. Then spray the favorite perfume on his body.

Like last night, Dhia's stomach churned again. His head was back dizzy. But this time because of her favorite perfume.

"It's weird ... Why am I so sick lately and want to vomit?"

"This is my favorite perfume?! usually never bergini." murmured Dhia wondered to herself.

What don't-don't ...

Dhia's lips immediately gaped, remembering her who until now had not been the arrival of monthly guests. It's been over a month since the unexpected happened that night.

"Don't get pregnant." Dhia. Her smiling lip reflexes expanded while touching her flat stomach.

Dhia grabbed her phone, put it in a bag, and rushed out.

"Work, Wik." Dhia continued on.

"Loh, loh ... iki kepiye, anyway? not that Mas Dirga said, Madam Dhia's off." Wiwik asked himself.

"Mad Dhia doesn't have breakfast?"

"Breakfast at the office, Wik. I'm too late." said Dhia a little scream. And shut the door of the Penthouse.

Wiwik sighed."Ms. Dhia, Ms. Dhia .. her work spirit. Last night it hurt, you know."

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In the taxi, Dhia was unceasingly smiling, her right hand continuing to touch her flat stomach, while her left hand held a white piece of paper. Pregnancy certificate.

Moments ago, before a taxi took her to the office, Dhia had stopped by an obstetric clinic. Curiosity makes it impatient to know the allegations that are triggered in the heart.

Now the fetus is embedded in his womb. He believes, the existence of this baby candidate, it will make his relationship with Dirga better. Right now, this moment, he imagined the face of Dirga who was smiling happily when he found out about her pregnancy.

Dhia was already at the front door of the main director. Smiling while holding a white envelope. His right hand was stretched out to open the door handle. But at the same time, someone also pulled the door from inside.

Dhia's smile instantly faded, because the one standing in front of her right now was not Dirga, but Tamara.

"Well, are you here again?"tamara's gaze was fierce.

"I want to meet, my husband." Dhia replied coldly. He wanted to get inside, but suddenly Tamara pulled her hand rough, along with a white envelope that fell to the floor.

Dhia wanted to pick it up, but apparently Tamara who had noticed, rushed to take the white envelope first.

"Return it, Tamara.!" Dhia tried to snatch the envelope back, but the woman's hand quickly brushed it off.

Tamara opened it. The woman had stood pecking with a pias face, so down the writing there. While gulping down the choked saliva, he looked at Dhia back.

"Please return ..."

Dhia's sentence is broken. This woman was immediately wide-eyed when Tamara's finger, unhesitatingly tearing the white paper before her face. Then throw the shapeless pieces of paper into the trash.

"I know you used this pregnancy news to win her heart." Tamara smiled mockingly."Don't dream of you, Dhia!"

"I reiterate once again with you. Brother Dirga never loved you!" tamara's words are full of emphasis.

Dhia smiled smirk."You're such a pity, anyway."

"If Mas Dirga never loved me .. I couldn't possibly get pregnant." Dhia continued casually."So, already, deh .. accept fate, yes, now."

"Learn to be a good aunt. Because soon you'll have a nephew." Dhia smiled sweetly."I'm sorry."

Tamara gulped and clenched her hands together. His body stiffened. Resisting the anger, sadness, hatred, and fear that was currently fusing into one filled his chest.

"You're the son of a murderer."

Dhia's footsteps who were about to enter the room immediately stopped. He looked at Tamara.

"Do you think Dirga's brother will love the blood of the flesh, the murderer of his own Papa?"

Dhia's body is sculpted. Suddenly he remembered the accusations of Mama Arini, who said the son of a murderer, at that time.

"Do you think Dirga's brother will love the flesh and blood of Malik Mahendra Hartawiawan, the man who has driven his mother crazy?"tamara again. Looks like this woman, can't bear to reveal everything anymore.

"Do you think Dirga's brother will love the son of Malik Mahendra Hartawiawan, who has taken away his childhood happiness?"

Tamara was shaking slowly.

"Sir Dirga never loved you, Dhia .." this time Tamara felt like she was on a cloud. He could see Dhia's shocked face and was almost crying at this moment.

"Sir Dirga married you, just to avenge your Papa .. he wants to make your life, and your family suffer" Tamara said softly. But succeeded in piercing the heart of Dhia with sharp words thrown from the lips of the woman.

"After his vengeance is avenged, he will dump you and throw you on the streets like trash."

Dhia is still. The round net was already flushed. Hearing word for word, that came out of Tamara's lips, like lightning that shattered her world instantly.

"And this pregnancy of yours .. I'm sure it was an accident. Or ... It could be because you teased her."Tamara's still talking."Well ... maybe after the child is born, brother Dirga will take the child from you. Because I think he still has a heart."

"In a sense .. he will only accept your son. But not you." said Tamara again with a triumphant smile.

"I can't wait to see those days, Dhia." whispered Tamara in Dhia's ear. Then leave, leaving Dhia who is still standing silenced.

Dhia immediately held her head back dizzy. His joints felt weak. His body was instantly unsteady, and almost fell down, if only he did not hold on to the wall.

One by one question and suspicion that had been bothering him, answered already along with the happiness that had just been present.

Dhia touched her stomach, with tears in her eyes.