My wife, Dhia
Where's You? Please Come back

It had been a week since Dhia left him. Dirga had been searching almost every day, and always went home until late at night. They also asked Yuli, Dini, and Amel. The three women he knew were his wife's best friends. But still, no one knows where Dhia is.

Wiwik watched Dirga who was standing on the balcony.

The man's gaze was sad, while staring at the night sky that looked cloudy without the moon and stars. Letting the wind tonight bring all the sadness and longing in his heart. Cold air began to feel pierced to the bone, occasionally fluttering strands of thin hair, became irregular.

Now, Dirga admits. Without Dhia, his life is empty. The woman he once hated. The woman he married for revenge. The woman he had wasted. Now, that woman too, is what makes her almost crazy out of love.

Dirga sighed heavily while looking up at his face in the night sky. Where're you? please return.

"Mas Dirga ...." Wiwik walked over, making the man turn his head.

"There's Mas Gio downstairs, Mas."

"Mas Dirga who went down, or Mas Gio who Wiwik told him to go up? because he said there's something important to talk about."

Wiwik clearly carefully.

Dirga did not answer. He immediately walked over and went down to meet Gio.

"Great Pity for Dirga. His face is sediiiih ... really because of the residence of Mbak Dhia."

"Wiwik can't bear to, look at it."

Lirih Wiwik slowly, while looking at the back of Dirga who walked up to disappear behind the door.

"What's wrong?"

Dirga asked when she was in the guest room to see Gio.

"Sir Bram has already decided" said Gio opening his voice."He chose Megantara Group. Tomorrow he wants to meet you, to discuss this hospital building project further."

Dirga.

"If you can't come, let me alone meet him." said Gio again who seemed to understand Dirga's current state.

"It's okay, I'll come" Dirga said at last.

Megantara Group's.

"Waah .. I, really amazed by the creativity of your design, Mr. Dirga."

Mr. Bram was amazed while paying attention to Dirga's design designs. Right now, they were in a special room on the eighth floor, where Dirga's designs were located.

After a few seconds, asisiten Pak Bram entered the room. Approaching the bespectacled middle-aged man, while whispering something.

The look on the originally friendly middle-aged man's face, instantly changed. Dirga was able to realize that, he also felt astonished. At this time Mr. Bram threw a dislike look at him.

"Sorry, Mr. Dirga. Our cooperation is off."

Bram immediately passed from the room.

Dirga is still astonished. He immediately turned to Gio who was currently standing beside him.

"Find out what's going on."

Dirga walked out. Followed by Gio who also followed behind.

The notification sound stopped Gio, this man immediately opened his phone. He opened an article, deliberately sent by someone.

Gio hurriedly chased after Dirga, who was currently stepping into the elevator. He showed the article to Dirga. In that instant, Dirga's jaw hardened, his fingers tightly clenched, with a crimson face extinguished, harboring anger.

"Now, perhaps this information is already widespread. We should how? Your name is already smeared."

Said Gio worriedly.

"I'll take care of it" said Dirga coldly. His fingers pressed the elevator button, down.

Downstairs, the entire eyes of the employees passing by were fixed on him. The news this morning quickly spread and shocked the entire office. Some whispered to each other, some were immediately silent. There were also voices that stopped in his ears.

Mr Dirga the corrupt boy?

Buruan read!

The corrupt case that happened 20 years ago?

Dirga doesn't seem to care. Right now he keeps walking out. Get in the car, to meet someone, who makes his anger this time can not be held back. Malik Mahendra Hartawiawan's.

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Arenan Village, Central Java

"Today I saw a beautiful woman, in the house of Buk Laila. If you can tell, it's Dr.'s girlfriend. Reyhan, yes, buk?"

Tanya Buk Juwita, a woman who is often called the queen of ghibah in the village, while buying rice at a home minimarket store, owned by Buk Laila.

Buk Laila just smiled faintly. This, he had guessed. There will certainly be the mouths of mother-flesh who never escape from ghibah. Especially knowing this.

"No doubt, yes, Buk .. after the failed marriage of Rima, Dr. Reyhan can finally move-on, too." continued Buk Juwita again."Even his girlfriend's cute again."

"Si Rima, lose beautiful."

"Sorry, buk Juwi .. but ...."

Buk Laila wants to explain, because he thinks Buk Juwita has thought too far. But just now he wants to continue the sentence, Buk Juwita has immediately disconnected it.

"When is the good meal, buk? It would be later if Dr. Reyhan got married, the show was massively made, wasn't it, buk? By the way, Buk Laila is a great man in this village."

Buk Laila smiled grimacingly.

"Hua ... huahuahua!"

Buk Laila looked at the little boy who was walking towards Buk Juwita while crying.

"Sorry, buk Juwi .. it's her son buk Juwi, cry."Buk Laila.

"I'm back, sek, yeah, buk ..." Buk Juwita smiled."My son is crying."

After the departure of Buk Juwita, Buk Laila could only shake his head, sighing softly. He wants to turn around immediately. But surprised to see the presence of Dhia who was already standing in front of him.

"Eh, nduk .. are you here?"

Dhia smiled faintly while gulping.

"Sorry, buk .. instead of me eavesdropping. But I didn't overhear Mom's conversation with the woman."

"I'm sorry, buk. If my presence is even a gossip material in this village." said Dhia slowly felt bad.

Buk Laila smiled."It's nothing, nduk. His name is also accommodated, ordinary .. if there is a new person must be immediately excited."

Dhia smiled back.

"I don't think I can stay here much longer, buk. Fear of not feeling good with the neighbors."

Buk Laila's face looked sad. Undeniably, the presence of Dhia has brought its own new color for him. To her, Dhia was a good woman. His longing to have a daughter, now seems to pay off with the presence of Dhia in this house.

"I want to continue the search to find Mbok, Siah, buk."

Said Dhia again.

"Other times, nduk .. you are still not healthy. Pity your womb if it comes to why."

"For a while, here and there" said Buk Laila.

"Assalamualaik."

Sapa a man with glasses with a dark blue shirt that goes into the minimarket store. And immediately open the refrigerator, take a bottle of mineral water drink from there. Sit on a plastic chair, then sip the drink.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." said Dhia and Buk Laila together.

Buk Laila smiled."You are ngopo, anyway, le ....? back press the puskesmas, kok, koyok uwong just back press the rice field."

"Dark, buk ... hot outside."

Sahut Reyhan's. Unbutton his top shirt, then look at Dhia.

"This afternoon don't want to go for a walk? if you want I can accompany you. Count the fresh breeze."

Reyhan offered himself.