Pursued Handsome Widow
Angry Dirga

The Dirga office.

A man arrives with a brown envelope containing photos and other evidence of Kyra's closeness to Reyhan. Dirga hit the table hard to make the man in front of him skyrocketed in surprise.

Dirga grabbed the envelope and looked inside. Apparently, someone recognized Kyra at Razka's birthday party.

There is not only one photo that displays their intimacy and closeness. In the photo, too, displays of happiness printed clearly on the gleeful face while playing with Zeta. Dirga thought the girl was Reyhan's son.

"Bad! How dare he approach my daughter, I'll teach that man a lesson if he dares to touch her."

The photo paper became his impingement, after being squeezed to formless, the photo paper was thrown into the trash. Dirga now sits back and listens to the information that his confidants have obtained.

“They came to one of the birthday of the businessman's son from Kalimantan. After I found out, it turns out they were friends for a long time, which is why Reyhan was able to be there, with your daughter. When viewed from the photos obtained, it looks like Miss Kyra has known them for longer than expected, Mr.”

Dirga's heart as if it was pierced, how could his daughter lie to him?

“This must have been the man, he taught my daughter lies to her father!”

“Master, from the information obtained also .. it seems Reyhan very often visits your daughter's house.”

Brak!

“I can't just be quiet if this is.”

He gets up from there and drives his car to Kyra's house carrying all the rage ready to be vented.

***

The atmosphere in the front yard looked very quiet, like there were no residents in the house. Sure enough, Dirga who entered the house did not find the whereabouts of his daughter there.

Just as Dirga was about to ask one of the assistants in the house, she got a message that listed a link.

Dirga presses the link and connects to a news story about Reyhan's closeness to a beautiful girl who is none other than Kyra. There, Kyra's portrait is clearly displayed by the media. The news even spread so quickly that it became viral in the world of social media.

“What the fuck is this?” muttered Dirga held back her anger.

From the kitchen, the house assistant was peeking and hoping not to be called by Dirga. However, unlucky for those in the house, Dirga has kissed the conspiracy between the house assistant and Kyra.

“Quick tell me! Where is Kyra?” ask Dirga firmly.

“A-forgiveness Mr. .. we don't know where Non Kyra went. We really weren't told about his departure this time.”

“Lying! You guys must be hiding something from me! Quickly say!”

“Sorry, Sir. But it's true, Non Kyra doesn't even know where to go? He just said he would go with his new friends, just so I know.”

Dirga's hands clenched as if he could not accept what he got there.

***

Meanwhile on the island where Kyra and Reyhan are on vacation. Today is their last day there. Kyra looked happy even though her heart was agitated. A gift shop became their destination this time. Everyone is shopping and buying a lot of hands for their families in Jakarta.

“Honey, what do you want to buy?”

“Ra, here! I help you choose the souvenirs that you can take home,” call Jenny and Naura who are now choosing some snacks in the corner of the store.

Kyra of course happily approached the two. They are very familiar when choosing some snacks and items to be a hand.

“This is delicious, Ra. I've bought this but never much, because the stock here is limited. It is absolutely mandatory if you want.” Jenny seemed to have often berlilbur there and knew what was sold in the store.

“This too, Ra. If this one is a bit asem. But it's good if you fit in eating while doing chores or work.” Naura does not want to lose by showing her flagship snack.

From a distance, Maria saw the familiarity, even occasionally she also paid attention to Kyra who was clearly seen as not so enjoying this holiday.

When Maria and Faizan were near Reyhan, Maria told the man to look after Kyra. “It looks like I saw there was a nervousness from the beginning we came here. If it is true, you should talk to him slowly.”

“I know what her anxiety is, Ri. Thank you for taking care of Kyra. She is indeed a little different from girls in general.”

“Spirit, Rey! Fight him if you really love him. Don't let any more regrets in you.” Faizan added. Although Faizan's words were correct, but somehow Reyhan always felt Faizan's speech was like a sharp satire for him

“Thank you to you guys. You guys are very considerate of me and Kyra. Of course look among all of us, only I am still alone.” Reyhan chuckled after saying his sentence.

“Guys, plane we take off afternoon, so we go to the airport in one hour!” Sean reminded his friends.

“Oke.”

Reyhan walks over to Kyra, the girl is picking out some snacks to share with her home assistant, she also does not forget to bring souvenirs for her two best friends—Andini and Silva.

“Uhm, does my face look clear?” ask Kyra suddenly.

“Iya. What are you thinking? Even they can all see it.”

“Somehow, like something bad is waiting for me, I don't even know what it is? Could ...”

“Sstt, now you have to calm down first, do not get carried away by emotions. If anything bad happens, I'll always be by your side, darling.”

“Alright, I will try not to think about it anymore.”

“We'll be leaving for the airport in a few minutes. Are there any other items you want to buy?”

“Nothing, this alone is enough.”

They joined the others in front of the gift shop. Maria approaches Kyra and asks about what she bought at the store?

“You like this holiday, Ra?”

“Like, Brother. I'm so happy, after so long not going on vacation.” Kyra smiles and means that she is fine.

It is very different from what is happening in his home right now. Kyra's house assistants were lined up neatly in front of Dirga. The man ruffled his waist waiting for an explanation one by one of them about Reyhan's visit in the house.

“Until when will you be quiet like this? Do you think I can't stop you from telling me the truth?” a threat posed Dirga to make some of the assistants there tremble fear. Dirga really did not play around with his words this time.

“I give you time to answer! Where and when will Kyra return to this house?”