My wife, Dhia
Because of Kick

"The guy's here." Arhan threw a glance towards the entrance. Smiling at the tall man standing in front of the door.

Wiwik who first looked at the man, immediately surprised and immediately embraced Mala, to make the woman was also surprised."Geez, Mala .. is it really Mas Dirga or his spirit?" he said, closing his eyes not daring to look.

"Don't know, Wik" Mala said, surprised by the pecking face.

"Geez, Dirga! just sent in a prayer that has been haunting me." Wiwik still closed his eyes still with the position of hugging Mala.

"Sek, scek! but if you don't look around it's feet on the floor, loh .. ya mean it's really a handsome Mas."

"It's not her spirit" Mala said again.

"Well?.!" Wiwik was curious and re-opened his eyes.

Everyone was shocked, and in disbelief. Dhia even got stunned. To think that the man standing in front of him was pseudo. Present because he missed too much. But no, Dhia finally realized that it was her husband. When the man approached and spread out both hands with a smiling face. As if to tell, that his wife was not hallucinating.

"Mas!." said Dhia slowly.

With the netra back wet, he walked slowly, and stopped right in front of the man.

"It's me!." Dirga nodded still with both hands stretched out.

Dhia immediately hugged, buried her face in the chest of her husband's field. He did not speak, but his tears broke. Loaded by the overflow of longing and fear that shackled his soul all this time. The two hugged each other so tightly. All the eyes in the room were crying.

"Actually all this time Dirga just pretended to be dead" said Arhan opened his voice amid the cries of everyone. Hearing that, Dirga immediately bought eyes on the Daddy.

"But this he had to do to trap Malik with Gio" Arhan continued.

"So, you've been pretending to be dead?." Dhia widens her eyes in disbelief.

"It's not so, baby!." Dirga denied quickly.

Bugh!!

Aaaa!!!

Shouted the people who were there when they saw Dhia throw a fist on her husband's stomach. Successfully unfold the haru moment that just happened.

"Geez my grandson!" Mbok Siah was shocked, as were Arhan and the others.

"Geez, baby .. It turns out that a month without me, you've really become strong." Dirga stammered, holding his stomach with a grimacing face.

"You're bad, Mum! for a month, you've made me a widow!."

"You lied to everyone!."

"You know I gave birth to our son alone! you are evil!." brondong Dhia while crying.

Bugh!!

Feeling unsatisfied, Dhia again vented her frustration. But this time it was not boxing, but a lunge on the part of an important asset belonging to her husband.

Everyone was screaming back. So did Doddy, who immediately reflexively covered his assets because of pain.

"Daddy!!." Dirga bowed, covering the hot and throbbing part of her future due to Dhia's lunge, while calling Arhan, holding him accountable.

"That's ... it's still safe, right?." Arhan pointed towards the part covered by Dirga, with a smile, with a sinless face.

"Daddy!." Dirga held back his wrath on the Daddy for not trying to help, and explained the truth.

"It's already night. So it looks like we should go home first." Arhan looked at the expensive circular clock on his wrist."Come on, baby!." he took his wife and son.

"Oh, yes!." Arhan stopped his steps, and turned around."Don't forget to explain everything to your wife. Daddy's afraid, tonight you're not allowed into the room."

Arhan smiled continuing his steps. While Dirga could only sigh in disbelief.

Mbok Siah runs his wheelchair. Intend to approach Dirga to be closer. But Dirga who was then looking, immediately walked closer and rested in front of the old woman.

"Thank God you are alive and well, son."Mbok Siah rubbed the dent of Dirga's jaw with haru. His gaze was struck with a suture scar that was wide enough on the man's forehead."Regardless of the reason you want to explain .... Mbok believes, what you do is the best."

"Thank you, Mbok." Dirga smiled thinly.

"Thank you for putting Malik in jail." Mbok Siah glazed.

After a long time, the man's crime was finally revealed. Although at first he did not believe that Malik, the husband of his ex-daughter-in-law, the culprit. Ah, if his beloved son knew about this news .. surely Kusuma Hadinata, satisfied because his misery had already been paid.

"Your father must be proud of you" said Mbok Siah again.

Dirga smiled thinly.

"Dhia .. "this time Mbok Siah looked at her grandson with a warning look."Can't be like your husband. Sin, youh!."

"Pity .. back and forth her husband was immediately kicked. If it was lackluster, what? you're also the loser."

"Fuckin, Mbok!!." Dhia wiped the rest of her tears.

Ma'am Siah smiled."But kangen, right?." asked in a seductive tone of voice.

Dhia chose not to answer. Still with a faint face she saw Dirga who had returned to stand by her side, and immediately pinched her husband's stomach.

Dirga restrained Dhia's fingers, smilingly taking her into his arms.

"Udah, it's late. We better go home" said Mbok Siah smiling to see the two. Because it is currently the three of them who live in the building, and the rest, there are only a few people who look to pass by tidying up the place. While Wiwik and Mala had gone home with the baby chakra, escorted by Doddy.

Sendrapati Penthouse

Dirga opened the room door. A view to every corner of the main room. Room he had left for a month. There's nothing different. It's just that the smell of typical baby scents so pronounced in the sense of smell. While on the bed, a tiny baby in a dark blue jumper outfit, was fast asleep, surrounded by a small bolster pillow on his left right side.

Slowly Dirga sat down on the bed. Gently kiss the baby's delicate cheeks. Channeling the longing that had been so heavy he endured.

"Photos of your copy" said Dhia accompanied by a slow nudity while watching her son's face.

"I won a lot" said Dirga in a half-whispering voice to keep her son from waking up.

Dhia's got a little prick."It's gonna be a lot like me, Mom."

Dirga smiled nodded. Then pull Dhia slowly to sit by her side. Not much to say, he only expressed his feelings by hugging his wife back. Let the clear grain just fall. Expressing all the feelings he wants to express.

Dhia too, the same. Today is the day she never expected, after a month ago hearing about her husband's accident. But his belief has been sweet. God put Dirga back in his arms, when he had given everything.

"I thought, I can't see you anymore, Mas." Dhia's voice trembled in the middle of crying."I don't think you're coming back."

"I also had time to think so, dear" said Dirga while tightening her embrace. A horrifying accident that almost took his life. Make her tears not stop shed.

"Aaaaa!!" he shouted at that time, when the car he was steering was fielded by someone to topple over many times. At that time, he just resigned. When his body hit hard and then bounced out until unconscious.

A week after the accident and unconscious, Dirga finally opened his eyes. The pain is still felt throughout the body. The bandages even still wrap the head and almost the entire body. His memory is trying to remember what happened. Network after series of events slowly arranged in memory.

"You're finally conscious, son."

The voice of someone he knew was heard beside him. Dirga is silent. His body was dead, helpless. But his eyes were asking for hope.

"Here, Daddy." Arhan clasped his fingers."You have to hold on. For your wife and child."

"They still need you." Arhan held his sob.

"Yes!." Arhan smiled bitterly."Your son is born." he continued."But you don't worry ..they are currently fine. Daddy always takes care of them."

Dirga remained silent. But the clear feathers that flowed from the tail of his eyes as if revealing the taste of haru.

Dirga is almost recovered. His whole body was able to move perfectly. It's two weeks after the best treatment from the hospital that Arhan chose. At that time, he wanted to go home soon. I can't wait to meet his wife and son.

But Arhan held him back.

"Everyone thinks you're gone. Except Daddy, and your wife."

"It's time for revenge, because Malik must be off guard, thinking that you really are dead" he said at the time.

"But, Daddy ....!"

"Don't worry about Dhia and Chakra. They're fine now."

He was silent as if he were thinking.

"If you go back now, Daddy can't guarantee you'll still be okay" Arhan said again."Malik's really crazy, Dirga!."

"Daddy is afraid he will also hurt Dhia and Chakra, later. Before that happens .. do what Daddy says."

Dirga is still quiet.

"Patience .. This is only temporary. After everything is done ... you can go back with your family." concluded Arhan.

"When the car goes down, I don't think I'll live anymore." Dirga unraveled her embrace. Looking at Dhia's face, which she knew, it was because of her.

"But Daddy kept looking for me, when the police declared me dead." Dirga smiled faintly."He's sure I'm alive."

"I'm also sure you're alive, Mas." I'm Dhia fast.

"O, huh?." Frown at me."But why was there study?" he asked, touching the tip of Dhia's nose.

Dhia cupped both sides of Dirga's face that was filled with berewok. Looks unkempt, but still radiates the side of his good looks."You haven't been home for a long time. I was doubting my belief." he said in a spoiled voice.

"So this morning Mbok said he had to do a study .. I finally agreed."

Dirga smiled as she wiped the trace of tears on Dhia's cheeks.

"It still hurts?." asked Dhia while touching the stitches on Dirga's forehead.

Dirga answered him with a bellow while looking at the black bead Dhia fixedly."Thank you, dear ... You have successfully given birth to our child in the midst of a situation that was not okay at that time."

"He's my encouragement, Mas ...." Dhia looks towards the baby chakra."Maybe if there was no chakra, I wouldn't be strong until now."

He continued, looking back at Dirga. The two look back together. As if hinting at an inexhaustible longing, Dhia advanced her face, anchoring a glimpse of her husband's thick-lipped kiss.

"I miss you, Mom."

"Me too, baby." Dirga smile. But suddenly grimaced while touching the important asset part of hers."Auu!." quietly.

"Why, Mom?." Dhia look down."Sick, huh?."

Dirga nodded weakly.

"Oh my goodness .. This must have been because of my kick earlier." Dhia immediately panicked.