THE UNIVERSE IS FOLLOWING US
CHAPTER 66

The car runs through the city streets. The air is getting colder the effect of falling water from the sky. The word rain comes down represents the feeling of a person. The precipitation of rain that falls to the earth is often equated with tears. Rain is so synonymous with sadness. No wonder various sad memories also often appear suddenly we see rain.The sky dropped sad, little, sick, which does not really erase sins, let alone memories.

After arriving home, Dira went straight into the room. The woman could not see if anyone else was there. He also did not greet bi Inah who had greeted him at the door. His feet stepped onto the stairs where his room was.

"I'm sorry, sir non Dira why?" ask bi Inah.

Burhan just shrugged his shoulders. He was confused by his second grandson. Since on the way home always moping durja. Burhan had guessed this had something to do with his son Rohim. But Dira continues to argue about it.

The 75-year-old chose to sit in the living room. His body crumbled after a few hours in the car. Even though their activities are just sitting.

"Sir, is this the tea?" Bi Inah came with a cup of warm tea.

"Thank you, Inah. Why is the house so empty?"

"They're on a pilgrimage to the tomb of non Meyra, sir. As proof to ask for blessing he said."

"Nr .." Bi Inah left opa Han.

The middle-aged man asked Bi Inah to prepare a room for him. Opa Han also asked Bi Inah to prepare a room for Jaka the assistant.

Bi Inah nodded in response to the request of her former superior. Leaving the room where opa Han was.

"Jaka, we'll stay here first, yeah. Opa wants to talk to the Goddess. Oh yeah, you called Panji, my business relationship?"

"Yet, Opa."

"You contact the company PT. Honey blessings. Tell him I want to introduce my grandson to him."

"Good, opa. But I'm sorry, isn't it too soon to recognize non Dira with another man."

"I just want to introduce them. Whether or not it fits back into them, I'm not forcing." opa Han said.

Jaka did not continue the question anymore. Actually Jaka felt sure that Dira must have rejected the wishes of Mr. Burhan. There are rarely women who easily open their hearts to new men. Especially after she died by her husband.

Jaka had heard a lecture at the mosque if the woman was faithful, a wife who was left dead by her husband then refrained from getting married because she wanted to take care of her orphans, not a requirement. When in the back of the day he felt he needed to get married or considered it was time to get married so he was married, this decision was not reproached. It was not said that he had done anything forbidden.

"If non Dira there are children, it is okay to be loyal and focused on the same child. But non Dira has no offspring. If I think it is natural that the family wants non Dira to move on from Arjuna. But not so fast, anyway. Give him time to be alone first." Jaka Inner.

Dira looked at the photo that was clearly attached to the wall of his room. White walls that color the room. Already wanted to enter Magrib, he did not want to get up from his bed.

PRAAAANKK!

Dira slams her wedding photo. Expressed his deep sense of disappointment. Disappointed that her marriage is coming to an end, disappointed that her husband already belongs to someone else, disappointed that he cannot help Arjuna restore her memory. He realizes that Juna is not his right anymore, but Naura's property. Her body shook crying her wedding. It's all done.

"Non is okay?" bi Inah's voice banged on Dira's room door.

"I'm okay, Bi."

Bi Inah doesn't believe it. He heard Dira's voice as if crying. With Jaka's reinforcements, the door to Dira's room was opened.

"Non" cried Bi Inah.

Jaka helped Bi Inah carry Dira onto the bed. Bi Inah was at a loss as to what made her master like that.

"Don't you know something?" ask bi Inah.

"What?"

"On non Dira, Jaka. The holidays are over he's even down. He should be happy."

"I don't know what's going on, Bi."

"I told you, don't know. Auntie, uh." Jaka protested.

Around 8pm, Dira forced himself to get up. Running isya prayers. Dira has tried sincerely with the condition of his household. He has accepted that now he has Naura's honey.

"Assalamualaikum, Ami." Dira called his friend Ami.

"Waalaikumsalam salam, Dira. What are you calling at night?"

"I want to ask if I register the divorce process what terms?"

"Who wants a divorce, Dira? isn't your husband dead?"

"Friends, Ra. He works in my office."

"Owh, it's easy. Original marriage certificate, Photocopy of marriage certificate, Photocopy of Identity Card (KTP) from the plaintiff, Certificate from the village, Photocopy of Family Card (KK), etc,

Photocopy of the birth certificate (if you have children)

The seal."

"Ribet as well?"

"Not complicated, Dira. by the way, Eka's mom my office."

"Well?"

"Begging Radit's custody to their names. Eka and Wandi are not divorced. You know that Eka was involved in the kidnapping that Delia's father masterminded. Yeah, she said the girl ruined Delia's relationship with the candidate. And Eka was held for three years in prison." Ami's story.

Dira is only speechless to hear the story of Ami, his high school friend. The story of the abduction he had forgotten is now back open. The story of a friend who defends Delia, because of her relationship with Arjuna.

"Is this karma for me?" said Dira lirih.

Dewi has just returned home with Vira and Feri. They were surprised to see Dira already sitting at the dining table with Opa Han.

The woman in her 50s hugged her second daughter full of longing. Followed by Vira who hugged the brother full of longing.

"Don't tell me if I want to go home? how's the vacation?"

"Suprise dong, ma'am. The holidays are good, kok."

"Do I have to tell Dira about what Jeng Salma said on the phone?" inner mama Goddess.

"Son, your prayer has finally come true." Mama Dewi is still.

"Mom's thinking I'm talking about .."

"Ma, Dira's tired. I'll rest, yeah." Dira left the dining room.

"Son," said the Goddess.

"So your in-laws called, they said that... Dira you listen to mama first, son." Mama Dewi chased Dira who had already climbed up the stairs.

"Goddess, let it go. Dira's still tired."

"Om, I'm just saying that Juna is alive. Isn't this happy news for Dira."

"We'll talk again about this, Goddess. Om to rest. It's so tired."