My wife, Dhia
Inauguration Hotel

Dirga opened his laptop. Start opening cctv recordings that are connected directly through the laptop in front of it. Sure enough, right on the tape three days ago, he could see someone infiltrating his room.

But suddenly he growled while hitting the table hard.

"Damn!!" he said with his jaws tightened.

The man in the cctv, wearing all black clothes, as well as a mask and hat of the same color. He could not see, let alone recognize the man's face. The man walked back and forth, to the computer, where all the copies of his designs were stored.

Although amid his mounting emotions, his neutrality still did not escape the cctv recording. A moment later his focal point returned. Pay attention to the posture of the man on his laptop screen. Feeling familiar. All presumptions lead the mind at once, which makes it distrustful.

Dirga stared, with all his surprise. Until a while. To the point of not realizing when Yudi entered the room.

"Excuse me, sir!"

Yudi's voice made Dirga look over. His right hand immediately closed the laptop that was still playing the cctv recording.

"What's wrong?." Dirga's voice sounded cold.

"Father asked to come to the meeting room immediately, because Mr. Bram has come, sir." explained Yudi.

Dirga just nodded. As a signal that he understands, and will soon come down.

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"Good afternoon, neng Wiwik, the sweet and ca'em!." greet Doddy to Wiwik, adore him. The 36-year-old man, who entered the Penthouse, escorted the employer who had just returned from the office.

Wiwik who was surprised to see the presence of Doddy, suddenly widened his eyes, put a fierce face on Doddy. But he did it without Dirga's knowledge.

"Dhia, where?" asked Dirga while giving Wiwik his briefcase, as the woman picked it up.

"Mbak Dhia is in her room Mbok Siah, Mas."

"Do you need Wiwik's call, Mas?" he offered.

"No need .. justin. Don't bother." Dirga loosened his tie.

Wiwik nodded in understanding. This time he turned to Doddy. The guy who always makes it high blood.

"What are you looking at?!" said Wiwik in a stifled voice at Doddy, as Dirga had already walked up the stairs.

"Neng Wiwik, very fierce, heh .. "doddy protest."Don't worry dong, neng. It's beautiful, you know."

"What if you're not beautiful anymore?."

Wiwik poked his lips."The beauty of Wiwik cannot be diminished. It's durable .. it's not formalin love."

"Can ae, neng Wiwik .. beauty in formalin love. I'm a mummy." Doddy's giggling about feeling funny."Then, good dong .. that means, neng Wiwik will forever remain syantiiik." he said again, with emphasis said syantiiik.

"O-yes, obviously, dong!" Wiwik wagged his hair arrogantly."But sorry, yes ... Even if you've praised me beautiful, but I still can't accept you."

"Because until any time, .. dihati Wiwik there is only one Mas Gio." he said.

"Whatever, deh, neng .. the important thing is that my heart never changes for neng Wiwik. If someday neng Wiwik hurt ... My shoulder is always ready, neng .... to welcome neng Wiwik." said Doddy with great heart.

Wiwik again poked his lips.

"Why are you, anyway, here?" he asked in annoyance.

"Here, neng .. bring the groceries Mr. Dirga." Doddy gave Wiwik three paper bags. The woman, too, accepted it.

"What is this?."

"Where do I know, neng." said Doddy who did not know what it contained."Run to Mr. Dirga's room."

"Yes, there! why are you still here?." Wiwik is further irritated that Doddy is not leaving.

"Oh, it's really, really cool, neng." Doddy giggles and wants to pinch Wiwik's chin, but she's in a hurry."It feels like I don't want sackin, keep taking it home."

"Abroad! what I am .. it's good to play in and out of sacks of everything. There's also you, which I'll sack."

"No iket ... continue not to enter the crocodile cage." cerocos Wiwik furious."Let's nyahok!"

"Crocodile, eat crocodile." continued Wiwik while laughing loudly.

"Godd you?!."Doddy bought eyes in surprise."Tega very, neng .. same prospective husband himself."

"What did you say?!" Wiwik sharpened his eyes while approaching Doddy.

"What did you say?!"wiwik asked again, with annoyed intonation.

Doddy grinned."Prospective husband."

Wiwik is getting annoyed. This woman's face was like she wanted to swallow Doddy alive. But the man in front of him immediately ran out.

"Frosted!."

Dhia went into the main room. In bed, he did not find Dirga. All he found were three paper bags. Wiwik said that her husband had returned. Not intending to open it immediately, Dhia switched to open the bathroom door. Inside, only the floor looks dry. She did not find her husband there.

"Mas, where are you?."

"Bag!."

Dhia walked towards the balcony. But, again he did not see Dirga. Eventually, Dia decided to leave. In front of the room door, Dhia saw Wiwik walking down the stairs.

"Wik!." call Dhia.

"Yes, Mommy? what's up?."

"Loh .. Not in the room, Ma'am? last time Wiwik entered the paper bag, Mas Dirga was there, really."

Dhia shakes."There's no."

"What else is in the workspace, huh?" asked Dhia guessing.

"It seems not, deh, Mbak .. because from earlier Wiwik below there was no see Mas Dirga down." explained Wiwik sure."Again on rooftop times, Ma'am."

"Free, yes .. usually as far as Wiwik knows, Mas Dirga likes to go up there, if again for, or again there is a problem."

"Oh, that's it."

"Yes, Ma'am." said Wiwik sure."Dhia Ma'am time left yesterday ... Mas Dirga also often spend time in rooftop. Sometimes I don't even wake up to sleep there."

"Pity, know, Ma'am" said Wiwik.

Dhia was silent for a moment.

"Yes .. I want to go upstairs first." Dhia smiled at the smile."Go find Dirga."

Wiwik nodded, and went back down.

Dhia walked towards the top floor of the apartment. Carefully he climbed the stairs. True Wiwik's guess. Dirga was there.

The man stood on his back, slightly bowing, both his hands resting on the glass railing. His gaze far away looked, towering buildings.

Dhia walked closer. Hugging his man's straight body from behind."I was looking for it from earlier, it turned out to be here." said Dhia slowly, while leaning her head on Dirga's back spoiled.

Dirga who had gasped, now smiled. Both of his hands immediately grabbed, and rubbed the back of Dhia's hand.

"Ngapain?." Dhia's voice sounded soft.

Dirga. This time the two of them were facing each other."Just looking for the afternoon wind, baby." he saw the afternoon sky that began to change at dusk."Pretty cool .. a little reduce fatigue due to work all day." continued with a small oddity.

Dhia was smiling too. Yet thin. She dives into the nether husband. Whether her husband was trying to solve the problem, or not. But he can't look. Dirga seems good at acting out expressions.

"Hey ... Why look at me like that?." Dirga chuckled softly.

Dhia smiled back."It's nothing, Mom. I just want to see you. Can't it?."

"Oh that's it." Dirga nodded slowly."Yes, yes .... but actually my face is not just anyone, who can see for a long time."

"Because I don't want others to be captivated by my charms" he said arrogantly.

"But we're lucky!" Dirga wrapped both her hands around Dhia's waist."Call because you're my wife .. so I'll let you."

"That's better for me, that you'll be fascinated many times over with me." she said with a confident smile.

Dhia hissing grimacingly. Unbelieving because her husband turned out to have an acute narcissistic soul.

"Son ... later when you are born, please do not imitate the nature of your Father on this one." Dhia lowered her gaze towards her stomach, rubbing it gently."Just get her handsome face, yeah."

Dirga was even made to laugh with the words of his wife."That means you admit that your husband is handsome. Aye, right?."

Dhia slightly poked her lips."That's fine."

"Hahaha .. dear, dear." Dirga.

"Mas."

Call Dhia when the new Dirga stops his laughter.

"What, honey?."

"I want to find my real Papa."

Dhia's statement made the expression on Dirga's face turn cold.

"I'm sure he's alive."

"So Mbok said .. he said he missed."Dhia looked at Dirga asking for approval."He wants to see his son again."

"I also want to see my real Papa, Mas" said Dhia with eyes began to glaze over.

Dirga swallowed the choked spit. While then both of his hands went down to grab Dhia's arm."Leave everything to me. Let me find him."

"I will try to find it again." continued Dirga with a spotlight carrying hope.

Dhia smiles haru."Thank you, Mommy."

Dirga replied with a smile.

"Oh, yes .. I bought you a dress. Have you seen it?."

Dhia's got a little prick."Not, Mas. So the one in the bed, it's a dress?."

Dirga nodded.

"I haven't seen .. because it was busy nyariin you."Dhia pinched slowly Dirga's chest."Kirain went where. Just worry, yeah."

Dirga chuckles softly."Sorry, sweetie."

"But, why buy me a dress? make what?."

"Tonight I was invited to the inauguration of the hotel Wira CitraWisata. I want you to come with me."