Prison of the Heart of the Former
Meet Dilan

After exiting the room, Andra sat in the living room. Raise his head. Guilt again attacked him. The sound of the cell phone, distracting Andra. That's not the sound of his phone. When he saw the bag that he knew belonged to Liana, Andra also realized whose phone rang.

He opened the bag, and found Liana's phone there. A brown envelope caught his attention. He opened the envelope and found a picture of himself with Fia.

"I've never done this with Fia. Where did this photo come from? Damnit damnit! So, anybody want to ruin my household?" Andra squeezed those photos.

Her gaze switched on Liana's phone. He started checking his wife's cell phone. Luckily, Liana never cleaned her phone. One by one the message and the application he checked. And so is Dilan's number.

"So, they're just pure friends. But, why did Liana look comfortable, talk to him? While he was always keeping his distance. They even hugged," Andra murmured.

Back his hand scrolling the wife's phone. There was an unrecorded number on his wife's phone. His eyes were surprised to see some of the photos Liana had once shown. He immediately dialed the number using Liana's phone.

Honey, that number seems to have blocked it. Andra grabbed her cell phone. Call that number. Connected. Before long, a woman's voice sounded. Andra immediately recorded their conversation.

"Who are you?" tanyakanya.

Just as Andra finished talking, the call was interrupted. Andra's forehead was wrinkled in getting a reaction from the woman. This voice is not foreign. But, who is he? ask in the heart.

"Dilan," he muttered as he scrolled the message back.

After finding the name, Andra copied and saved her mobile number. Then, send a message to his rival—according to Andra—itu. After that, he left.

***

Andra arrives at a cafe. He immediately sat down at the nearest place from the entrance. Before long, someone sat in front of him. He wore a hat and a medical mask on his face.

"You ... Dilan?" ask Andra.

"Yes." Yeah." Dilan simply replied briefly, "are you looking for me?" tanyakanya.

"Why are you wearing a mask?"

"Basic doesn't know himself! Who made my face bruise?"

"That's because you hugged my wife!" reply Andra.

"Wife? Do you understand it well?"

The man seemed to waste no time showering Dilan with various questions. Dilan did not react immediately. He just stared at the husband of his best friend flat.

"It turns out, you really don't know Liana."

Andra stunned. He admitted, all this time he was busy reaching for Liana's love, without ever wanting to know the wife well. Whatever he wanted to know, always asked Fia. Every now and then, he matches it to Bianca. Sometimes, Andra had to take Fia out, to find something Liana liked. Or, just ask Fia directly.

Dilan leaned her body on Andra. "Liana, not easy to guess. But, if you already know his real character, it will be very easy to understand him."

Dilan straightened his body again. Looked at Andra who wasn't picking. "What he says, is often not in harmony with his heart."

Andra only listened to every single word the man in front of her. He realized, he had stepped wrong.

"You wanna know when we knew each other?" ask Dilan.

A servant approached their table. Dilan ordered an americano, while Andra ordered a latte. After taking down their order, Dilan looked back at Andra.

"Since the age of five. Aunty Diana and Liana moved, when we entered the junior high school education," continued Dilan.

The waiter interrupted their conversation again, delivering orders from Andra and Dilan. It turns out they've known him for a long time. Much, much longer than me, he said in his heart.

After taking a sip of his ordered coffee, Dilan continued his remarks. "Last, you ask why she's more comfortable with me than you are?"

Dilan stared at the expression that Andra was showing. Very visible, if he wants to know the answer.

"Because we knew each other, before her parents' wedding was a mess. After his family was destroyed, I was the only man he trusted. It's not easy to make him trust you. Especially if you're cheating on him. Unfortunately, you did that."

Andra's forehead shriveled at Dilan's last words. He felt that Dilan was accusing him of cheating.

"You're accusing me of cheating?" ask Andra.

Dilan laughed at Andra's question. Seeing Dilan's laughter, Andra threw away her gaze. I don't know what was funny about the question.

"What's your relationship with Fia?" ask Dilan. The man had already changed his facial expression to serious.