My wife, Dhia
Thick-faced Girl

High buildings, back and forth the crowds of vehicles, and trees that look small from the top of the tenth floor building, became a sight for Dirga who was standing facing a large glass that soared.

The shadow of twenty years ago. The loss, the tears, the most painful tragedy, is still recorded clearly in the memory of his memory. His steps are just beginning. Remove all masks from the faces of those who have taken away their happiness. Who to this day still hang around enjoying the tranquility of the world.

The sound of the door opening managed to draw his consciousness. Behind him stood a man who was putting a large envelope on the table.

"This is the data on that person."

Dirga turned around immediately. He sat down and opened the envelope. The net is sharp reading the biodata from the image of the person who is also in the envelope.

"That's old data and photos." said Gio, who was considered to be Dirga's right hand."Now his face must be old."

Dirga listen. But the net is still on the white paper containing the biodata and the image. A picture of a man who was probably 35 years old.

"It is also said that the man is no longer in Indonesia. How, do you still want to continue?"

Dirga immediately looked at Gio with sharp eyes. Gio's question seems to consider himself a person who gives up easily.

"Look easy, bro. I'm just asking."Gio grimacing.

"Right now he's the only person we can turn the key to uncovering the case. I won't give up, even if I have to find him to the end of the world."

Gio mangosteen. He understood Dirga was a man not easy to give up. His grudge was as if it was ingrained. It's hard, and it feels impossible to be muted.

"South and find out where he's going. He's hard evidence to get that bastard to go to jail."

"OK."so Gio's steady."Wanna go home?"he asked when he saw Dirga put the work file into the briefcase.

Gio immediately smiled meaningfully. Seraya glanced at the clock that was already showing at five in the afternoon. He just realized the terbarnya time has already shown the clock home office.

"Why smile?"Dirga put on an upset face.

"E-nothing ..nothing."Sahut Gio fast."I also want to go home "Sahut Gio and walk right out.

"Since there is no overtime today, you can go home now!"gio exclaimed to all employees. The call was greeted by all employees with enthusiasm.

"Those who already have children, please play with children who have been waiting at home." continued Gio again."Who already has a wife .... "Gio immediately glanced at Dirga who happened to pass next to him, about to go home.

"Please spar with your wife at home."

Sontak Dirga threw a sharp glare at Gio. While the man who was not too tall was just giggling.

"Hey .. bro. Wait.!"Exclaimed Gio while running small to compensate for the boss's steps."Home alone? Where's Dody?"the question was when Dirga stopped by the steering door.

"Cuti."sahut Dirga flat.

"Nebeng dong,"

"Where's your car?"

"Again serviceable. Nebeng yes .. it is impossible right, you can just let me go home to ride this overcast ojek." said Gio while looking at the sky that is already overcast and will soon spill. But his eyes were distracted by a large piece of wood from the top floor that seemed to be about to fall.

"Awas, Ga ...!"

Gio briefly pushed Dirga's body before dodging to save himself.

But it turns out that the big wood first fell over the head of Dirga until the man was dazed, then fell. The wood also hurt his feet.

"Gosh, Ga!"Gio immediately helped Dirga, assisted by several male employees who happened to also just come out of the building.

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"Oh my goodness ... It's Mas Dirga how it is, yes."I do not know how long the woman muttered while walking back and forth incessantly.

"You know Dhia, don't you, okay?"ask yourself."But Mas Gio said the message must be told. But if Mas Dirga knows I'm telling you, Mas Dirga must be mad."

"Mas Dirga, don't like seeing Madam Dhia. What am I supposed to do, this?"he said while continuing to think.

"Walaaah .. mumet ndasku."

"Wik ... Why are you?"Dhia who had just returned from campus looked in wonder at Wiwik, walking back and forth, unable to calm down like a hot worm.

Wiwik was surprised. His latitude made his feet immediately step closer to Dhia.

"This, Ma'am .. anu ..."

Dhia patiently waited for Wiwik who suddenly turned stuttering.

"it .. anu ..."

Well, tell me no. But later if you are told Mbak Dhia must be worried. Bathin Wiwik.

"Geek!"shaha was a little loud.

"Mas Dirga ketimpa wood."sohut Wiwik fast."Oh, it's a slap."Wiwik covered his lips with his hands.

"Huh ... Ketimpa wood?? How can ....? When's? Where's?"cecar Dhia was so panicked.

"How are you doing now?"

"So Mas Gio called, Ma'am. He said Dirga couldn't walk."

"His leg broke you mean?"

"You don't know, Ma'am."so Wiwik hesitated."Just Mbak Dhia do not need to worry, Mas Gio said soon to come home from the hospital, really."

"Oh my goodness, Mas ..."Lirih Dhia yet still heard by Wiwik."Even though you're evil as I am. But still I can't hear you like this."

"The wood's big isn't it, Wik?"

"Because ... Dhia MBAK. Yeah how do I know, Mommy."

"God, how heavy are you. To know, there are many sins with the wife."Gio's great-grandson who does know Dirga's deepest intentions to marry Dhia.

"Whispering you. Slowly dong. This pain!"sahut Dirga upset. Hearing that Gio just chuckled softly.

"Mas, are you okay?"Dhia approached Dirga and Gio. Wiwik also followed it.

"What's wrong? This leg has been bandaged like this you can ask is okay."Dirga answered sharply while showing his right leg being bandaged.

"I'm sorry, Mas .. I'm just worried." said Dhia, then followed Gio to deliver Dirga into the room.

"Gue go home first. There's nothing to tell me."

"Hemm."sahut Dirga flat.

"Mas ... What do you want, let me make it." Dhia said. Dirga could see him cynically. But a second later his face looked calmer.

"No need." said Dirga while holding on to the wall to stand.

"Mas, where are you going?"Dhia intends to help Dirga stand up.

"You're bathing. Wh why? You wanna come?"ask Dirga annoyed.

Actually, circumstances are not possible. But Dirga is a man who prioritizes cleanliness. Working all day makes his skin feel sticky. It is impossible for him not to take a shower. No matter what, his leg is injured right now.

"No, Mas. But your legs hurt again. I'm papah, huh?"

"You think I'm a kid.?"

Dhia was finally silent. While Dirga remained determined to walk alone. A second later, the man grimaced and almost fell down.

"Mas ... "Dhia immediately caught her husband's strapping body. That too, he almost staggered from losing his balance."Tuh, right .. what I said. You can't."

"Go you!"

"Mas, enough .. Now you really need the help of others. So please, this time it's a holiday to get angry."

"If you want to continue, it will be healed."

No courage from where suddenly Dhia suddenly became a chatty woman. Surprisingly, Dirga could not argue at all.

Dhia carefully touched the large body of her husband. When he was in the bathroom, he immediately set the temperature of the shower to be warm.

Instead of coming out, Dhia was still standing. And only realized when Dirga opened his voice.

"What are you doing here? Want to see me take a shower?!"

Dhia immediately gasped."Oh, okay .. yes, I'm out." she said and rushed out.

"Can you, Mas ... open the clothes? If you can't let me help you!"dhia shouted from outside the bathroom.The two corners of her lips were attracted. A smile bloomed on his face.

Twenty minutes later, Dirga is done. He was surprised to see Dhia who had fallen asleep on the sofa.

"I didn't feel like taking a shower for long. Hurry up, baby."Dirga clapped in disbelief. He observed Dhia's sleeping face so intensely. That face exuded a natural elegance and beauty.

Without Dirga noticing, a hatch of water dripped from her wet hair. Pointing right at Dhia's face. The girl was piqued, then rubbed herself with her plump fingers followed by her pampered lips.

Seeing that Dirga immediately held back a laugh until his shoulders shook. Again, one drop fell back on the girl's face. Dhia also woke up.

"Mas ... You ...."

"Acst ..."Dirga grimaced as Dhia's arm accidentally nudged her injured knee.

"Geez, Mas .. sorry, sorry .... I was not intentionally. I was shocked when I saw you suddenly go out in front of me."

Dirga no longer grimaces. This time his expression turned upset."Shocked to see me? You think I'm a ghost."

"B-not so, Mas ..."Dhia's gone awry."Okay, deh .. to make up for my mistake for nudging your knee, tonight I'm helping you change the bandage."

"No need."Dirga walked to bed.

"Need, Mas ... You, need."Dhia offset Dirga's move."Your bandages are wet too. Should be replaced quickly."

"Here I help."Dhia immediately pulled Dirga's sturdy arm and led him to sit on the bedside.

"No, don't hold it. Find your chance."

"Yes, sorry .. hold a little bit. Very ticklish."

"You're so chatty, anyway?"

Dhia took a long breath. He rushed to open a small box containing drugs that were deliberately taken from the hospital.

"Here ... his forehead first."Dhia asks Dirga to come closer. Carefully and painstakingly he opened the bandage that looks already bleeding again dikelipis Dirga.

"Can't slow down you."Dirga grimacing.

"This is slow. I was careful. You will be angry again if I touch your skin. Hence silence .. don't move." said Dhia while continuing to do her job.

"If my movements are afraid the wound will be nudged. If it's broken it'll bleed again."Dhia continued to speak. Dirga also unconsciously continued to pay attention to him. One second, two seconds, still in the same position. The very close distance at this time managed to make Dirga realize that the woman who continued to talk in front of him was a very beautiful woman.

"If it bleeds again .. I will also be bothered to go back and forth to help you kam ...."Dhia finally stopped, when she realized the atmosphere had apparently become quiet. Because clearly no more words were spewed from the cold man's lips. Dhia dared to look at Dirga. Instantly the two of them clashed, and it continued for a few seconds. Enough time to touch each other's hearts.

Apparently Dirga first realized. Dhia finally flinched when Dirga suddenly just brushed her hand away.

"You're out. I can do it myself." said Dirga without seeing Dhia.

Dhia seemed to understand, he also complied to leave.

I won't give up, Mom, no matter how you treat me. For our household to survive. I would be willing to be a thick-faced girl. I am willing to do so, until you can accept me one day.Bathin Dhia with a faint smile. Then he stepped into his own room.