
Pandu paced in his study. He wanted to contact someone to make sure of something. But his heart hesitated. He looked at the contact number and exhaled a heavy breath. Pandu nodded steadily. Calling the contact number he had difficulty getting.
“Please. Lift it!.” The owner of the number has not answered.
“Hallo. Can anyone help? Sorry, who is this with?,” greet people from across.
“Yes, hello Dina. How are you doing? It's me Pandu.”
Non-rigid. It seemed like Dina was very shocked to hear the name of the person who contacted her. A name he never expected before.
“You must be very surprised. Sorry I got your number from my acquaintance.” Further explained.
After the existence of Nira is difficult to trace, Pandu immediately thought of the closest people to Nira. The only close friend of the idol was Dina. Then he tried to find out Dina's contact number.
“Haahh. It's a great surprise, Pandu. I thought you forgot me. Oh my news, thank God good.” Reply Dina sighed softly.
“Thank God. I may have forgotten, Dina. Are you a free man? I called at night. It must be there in the morning, right?,” Pandu pleasantries dilute the atmosphere.
“Wah. How do you know about me? Sorry Pandu, I just love Liam mas,” joked Dina chuckle.
“Hahaha. Just relax Dina. My heart is only for Nira.”
Silent. There was no reply from across, just a sigh.
“Keep why did you leave him, Pandu? What is love?.”
“I never left him. Not at all. He disappeared without a trace.
“Go. Try you think?. Which woman would you like to be in? Maybe her mouth said it was okay, but do you know what she had in her heart?.” Dina paused neutralizing the intonation of her voice.
“You contacted me would like to ask about Nira, right?,” rhetoric Dina continued speaking.
Pandu took a deep breath while combing his hair with fingers.
“Crut, Dina. I want to meet him.”
“Pandu Plate. Where have you been all this time?.”
Pandu cutting speech Dina, “Wait, Dina. Is the max late? Where is Nira now?.”
“You pretended not to know or.”
“Dina. I really don't know what happened to Nira. Please don't beat around the bush.” Cut Pandu impatiently. His heart was agitated if something unwanted happened.
Dina breaths, “Nira died, after meeting you a few years ago.”
“Do not lie!. The last time I met Nira was a month before I married Intan. After that I never met, Dina. You don't lie to me.” Gusar Pandu's. Legs limp. Chest pain.
“I'm serious, Pandu. If you don't believe me, meet your son and ask him to take you to Nira's grave. Sorry to end this call. There's something I need to do. See you later, Pandu.”
Dina ended the call. Sculptors. He did not believe the news received. His heart denied that the heart was gone. But his heart wondered. Who is the person Nira met?.
The sound of knocking on the door shifted his attention. He stepped up and looked towards the door.
“Mas, eat first.” Pinta Intan while looking at the man who was so loved. He knew that the man never loved him.
Pandu. Eyes squinting. He stepped closer to his wife. Intan was wrong in the husband's gaze. His heart is pounding great. Expect more from the husband.
“Intan. I want to ask.” The heavy sound of Pandu increasingly makes Intan beat fast.
Intan just nodded.
"Have you ever met Nira?."
"Mas Guide! why don't you ever think of my heart? why is Nira the only one you think about?." Nyalang Intan was annoyed with Pandu's indifferent attitude. Slowly she shed tears.
"Is there not a little me in your heart mas?," continued Intan a hiccup.
Pandu restored her hair, "Didn't I tell you. I just love Nira. You never expect my love."
"Forgive him, mas. Let's start life without a shadow of him, hmm?" Intan hoped with tears.
"Heah. I can't, Intan."
It always hurts to be ignored by a husband who is so loved.
"One of your faults. You are present among us." Cold Pandu while shaking off Intan's hand.
"You received Papa's offer, mas. If only you hadn't accepted I wouldn't have been among you, "Respoke Intan loudly.
"Enough, Intan. I don't want to fight with you. I was just wondering, have you ever met Nira?."
Intan. He wiped his tears.
"I know mas. You're looking for your son with him, aren't you?. I don't mind you if you put him on our family card. And bring him here. I will love him like Selin. But can you forget Nira?."
"Constant. How many times do I have to say. L loved her. I want to meet him. So I just want to know. Have you ever met him?." Guide him with his question. He was really curious.
Intan. His heart was like being stabbed. Be ill. Pain. Stuffy. Fused into one.
"I have the right not to answer, ma'am." Intan's legs passed while clenching his hands.
Pandu exhales heavily. Seeing the wife's back that was disappearing, he hardened his jaw.
"Dam. I'm getting suspicious."
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Intan's heart did not calm down after arriving at the room. He recalls the first meeting with Nira.
When his house to the guests not invited. It rained after Magrib. With the sound of thunder. Security guards reported that someone wanted to meet her employer's husband.
Without a second thought, Intan told him to go into the house. As soon as Nira comes in. He is very fascinated by the beauty and beauty of the interior.
“It is fitting that mas Pandu left me without a treasure,” lirih Nira pilu.
Intan sighed. He thought this woman was Nira. A woman who is loved by her husband.
“You want to meet with mas Pandu?.” Retorik Intan smiled thinly. But not with his heart.
It feels, distribute boiling water. Look at the face of ayu Nira without makeup polish. Black brow teba. The lashes are blistering. Thin lips redness. Red cheeks in the twinges.
He snorted as his love rival held back the cold. The response grabbed the air-conditioning remote to change the temperature.
Sunggug Intan's face is very beautiful and elegant, so Nira was fascinated. Plus, when he's smitten, of course men will fall for him. But what is with Pandu's heart? Why is that man not tempted?.
“True. Can I talk to him?. At least 2 hours only.” Nira pleads.
Intan shook his head, “ Mas Pandu out of town from yesterday.”
“Please, can you contact him? This is very important.” Urge Nira to cut Intan's amulet.
“Sorry I can't.” Reply while turning.
I can't. Because he always refused my call. Intan's cry in the heart. She held back the tears binding the behavior of her husband. But this is the fruit of his selfishness.
Nira grabbed Diamond's wrist, “Please. I beg you!.”
Intan brushed off Nira's hand with all her might, venting her anger. Nira's defense is not balanced. He staggered and something unwanted happened.
“No. I didn't kill him. Really am. I didn't do it on purpose. Do you believe that I told you? what if he divorces me?" Intan worries. Among the risks to be accepted. He could not be divorced from his husband.
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