
Dira walks into the aisle of PT company. NUSA'S SON. Since returning from the village of Bones Bawang Dira is not working anymore. The time is now more at home, cook, hangout with Vira. While the factory is back in the same care opa Han. His long legs were free-spanning as if following the white floor blocks. Since he was in Opa Han's office, his job was handled by Feri's older brother. While the position of director is filled by Mama Dewi.
Dira came to the office just to play and chat with his friends. Many of his friends asked when Dira returned to work there. It might seem silly if he returned to the office after long leaving his duties there.
Maybe if he was not a subsidiary of the company would have been fired long ago. But everyone knows what happened to Dira. How their manager had already lost the baby, and now lost her husband. Dira also knows himself, it is impossible to play a profession even though he is a subsidiary owner of the company.
A year without someone you love is not easy. A year without support is not easy. Dira has tried hard, he has also tried sincerely. Even if Arjuna is not his soul mate is okay. Maybe they're only married in two months. His feet stood in front of an empty room. The sound of the door was heard.
The room he entered opened up memories. Where the seeds of love begin to grow in this place. Where the love that has been buried deep.
The flashback
Five years ago
"Sister Feri can't come, so I'm representing."
"Mama can come." Dira protested.
"If Aunt Goddess could come she wouldn't ask you to come to your college. Why were your parents sent to college? you fight? must be a guy's snatch huh? that's why college is right. Don't date yet." the burly hand pinched Dira's pointed nose.
"Ih, baffle. Is it the same sister as Delia? Yes, so no, too. Not tired of it!"
"Delia is keeping her loyalty to her sister, Dira. So look for Wawan change, move on .. move on!
"Rese! he said he was told to lupain Wawan but was even revealed continuously. When can I move on. So it didn't go. I'm from home here to pick up mom or sister Feri. Uh, even sister Juna who became my guardian."
"Ra, if you haven't found someone who really loves you. Be patient, your time is long."
"Yes, if I haven't met my soul mate yet, take it easy, my ideals will be .."
"already, the childhood story should not be revealed. Now we go to your campus." Juna pulled Dira's hand out of his room.
Along the way Dira's hallway looked at his hands that could not be separated from the man. Throughout it his heart was racing.
"If you know that I have held firm to my ideals since childhood. Although there was a Wawan who ever shifted his brother. But in fact, every time you are next to your brother there is a sense of comfort. Is this called love? but what love is for if Juna's heart is directed at Delia."
They stood in front of the office gate waiting for the car to exit the parking area. Juna permits inward because there are items left behind.
A man just came out of the gate of PT. Son Nusa. Seeing that there was a young girl standing up, he took a chance.
"Hi, you're Feri's sister right?"
"Yes, you were meeting in Feri's room, right?"
"Yes, introduce my name ...."
"Dira! get in the car!" Juna pulled Dira's hand forcefully.
"Do not do it all this time, brother. Sick knows!" Dira held his wrist.
"Yes you are a bit of a bitch."
"Substantiality? same who? that fella? hahahaha .. kak Juna was jealous of the guy."
"He's not a good guy, Dira. Anyway if he dares to bother you again, watch out!"
"Yeeee ... There's a hot one"
Flashback off
"Dira," the sweet greeting surprised his daydream. For a moment his hand wiped his tears.
"Tari," Dira replied to her co-worker's greeting.
"Yes, I miss work again."
"Worker again what kangen the owner of the room."
"What the hell, Dance? I miss work again. But it doesn't feel possible for now. I must have missed the owner of the room, too. After all he is my husband. The man who annoys me."
"When Bu Dewi announced that you want to marry Mas Juna. Everyone in the office is assuring you. We all support your relationship.
It is also unexpected that God was very quick to call Mas Juna. Didn't think he left when you just lost your son. As the saying goes, death knows no place or time."
"But Mas Juna is still alive." Inner Dira.
"By the way, I want it. Is it true that Mr Feri's future wife who used to be an OB here?"
"Yes, it's him."
"Can you, Mr Feri want the girl?"
"Why indeed?"
"Yes, class is different, Dira. Just imagine if the public knew a company boss married an OB. It could be a lot of trouble."
"Listen, yes, Miss Dance. Love does not need social status. What they need right now is happiness as a couple. Their happiness is a relationship based on love.
It's free if you look at someone from the material. But you're not happy in it."
Dira left Tari alone in her former room. Tucked into a sense of annoyance after hearing the thought of Dance. It is fitting that his co-worker is not married yet. Such a rationale will have no end.
His footsteps came to a halt as tremors in his pocket. Dira immediately took the flat object from his pants pocket.
"Yes, opa."
"Son, opa can ask you to change it to meet a client."
"Okay, opa. I love the sudden rhino like this."
"Opa is now in the hospital, non. Last opa passed out, kept new opa remember there was an important appointment with the client. Opa said he really hopes that non replace."
"At least I have the handle, Jaka."
"So I asked my friend to deliver the file."
"Well, what time is it and where is the meeting."
"In the rainbow cafe, on behalf of Mr. Panji."
Dira went down to the lobby, of course waiting for an invitation from Opa Han's messenger. While waiting for Dira's invitation back immersed in the virtual world. Various news from around the world.
"Non," Dira gasped as someone greeted her. Q
His head looked up at the man standing before him. Quite shocked to find out who opa Han asked to pick her up.
"Wans?"
'Yes, non."
"When are you here?"
"Every night, non. Don't want to go see a client?"
"Take me to Cafe Rainbow." Dira walked away from the lobby while the Clouds followed him from behind.