Sharing Love: Wife Ventilation of Your Desire
IPH CHAPTER 65 - Dirga's Decision

In the afternoon Ibrahim and Aira returned home, the incident Aira entered the hospital was not told to Mr. Imam and Ms. Asma.

They only said the plane had a flight delay so their return to this house was a little late, not according to the hours earlier spoken by Ibrahim.

Mr. Imam and Ms. Asma also believed the words of the son-in-law, they then welcomed the child and daughter-in-law enthusiastically. They also showed Joseph to Aira and Abraham.

they all then let go of each other with warm hugs, Aira did not even stop kissing the cheek of the child.

Although she went with her husband, she missed Joseph very much. Even every night before going to bed he will definitely remember the child. a little sad and guilty why he did not bring Yusuf to take a vacation to Bali.

After giving up longing for their parents and giving some souvenirs, Aira and Ibrahim invited Joseph into the room. It was dusk, Maghrib's time was almost here.

After their baby moon, instead of feeling happy Aira even felt a burden in her heart.

And that was realized by Abraham.

As the night wore on and they began to lie together on the bed. Ibrahim again invited his wife to talk, with one hand that kept stroking Joseph who was in their midst.

"Darling you still remember Dirga?"

Before replying, Aira looked at her husband's two eyes.

"I'm afraid Mas, I'm afraid Adisty knows Dirga's feelings and she died hating me."

Ibrahim was silent, he knew what it was like to keep guilt to someone who had died. And it feels really excruciating, because we can't say an apology in person.

Don't know if that person can forgive us or not, like he told Pram's grandfather.

"We just pray dear, so that Adisty calm there too Dirga who can start her life again because now she is not alone, there is Akbar with her ..."

"I'm sure Adisty also does not hate you, the proof before he died Adisty left Akbar to you, Akbar only calm when near you, I'm sure it was also because of Adisty's blessing," Ibrahim said again.

A speech that was able to make the heart agitated Aira finally became a little calm.

"Is it really like that?"

Ibrahim nodded small, and one hand stroked the wife's head. I want Aira to calm down and not feel guilty again.

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At Mr. Basir's house tonight.

Dirga called his parents to talk about something. The plan is to move to live in Surabaya with Akbar.

Hearing that of course Rachel's mother and Mr. Basir were very surprised. After Dirga's departure to Bali to carry out his work, they thought they would see his son who came home with more fresh.

But it turned out wrong, Dirga even more moody and now intends to move to Surabaya.

"What really happened to Dirga? what Adisty's departure so makes you slump, I see you no longer have the spirit, as before" said Rachel's mother, said, both eyes glazed over imagining the child leaving with his young grandson.

Dirga has always been closed about his personal problems to parents.

But Rachel's mother really didn't want Dirga to bear all the grief alone, she wanted the child to share the grief. Carry it together until it feels lighter.

"I just want to feel the new atmosphere, Mom, start a new life with Akbar there."

"Dirga, not father doesn't respect your decision. But if you have a problem here solve it, don't choose to go." Now Mr. Basir also opened his voice.

Dirga's relationship with Ibrahim and Aira also became a highlight of his attention. About Dirga who seemed to hate Ibrahim and Aira for no apparent reason.

"Is your decision because of Ibrahim and Aira?" ask Mr. Basir, this is what is considered to be the main cause of Dirga want to leave the capital and live in Surabaya.

And hearing the names of the two men called Dirga like a jolt in his heart, because the dear guess of father is so precise.

Dirga decided to leave because of Ibrahim and Aira, because Aira asked him not to go back to see him.

"Jawab Dirga," said Mr. Basir again, because Dirga chose silence, seemed hesitant to answer.

Until finally Dirga also told everything, a secret of the heart that he had been keeping meetings. About her unrequited feelings for Aira.

About marrying Adisty to forget Aira, about Adisty who is comatose because she knows her true feelings and about Aira and Ibrahim who now hate her for having those feelings.

Dirga did not cry, but his eyes turned red, as if tears were almost spilled. He also did not know why his life became so chaotic just because of a taste.

Dirga is tired and he wants to forget everything, be with Akbar and start a new life.

Mr. Basir gaped at the story, while Rachel's mother had cried until sobbing.

Just like Aira, Rachel's mother was so embarrassed by Dirga's confession. Dirga should have fortified himself from the beginning not to love Aira, because actually at that time Aira was still the legitimate wife of Ibrahim.

Rachel's mother was privileged, even asking the child to continue to apologize to the late Adisty.

And seeing her mother cry like that, made Dirga no longer able to hold back her tears. He cried, but closed his mouth tightly so as not to sob.

Long enough there were only cries they heard there, until finally the crying subsided and Mr. Basir again opened his voice.

"There is no need to go to Surabaya, you are not making Akbar happy but instead torturing him. He's a kid and you'll be busy working there ..."

"Better here, your mother can help keep Akbar ..."

"And as for your problems with Aira and Ibrahim face it, do not be cowardly and selfish anymore ..."

"They're good people, they just need time to forgive you, and you also just need time to forget about Aira and start your new life" he said.

Dirga could not argue, other than resigned. Now that decision will be his decision.

Slowly he will reorganize his heart and life, making love for Aira a happy memory and not a burden.

Confessing himself, that Aira is not his match.

I'm sorry Adisty, inner Dirga.

And every time he would continue to say sorry for his late wife. Adisty, the woman who gave him the blessing of a child in his life.

Ii'm sorry. Ii'm sorry.

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