100 Days of Being a Widow

Part 3: Honesty

Only a week Dinda was in Lumajang. He decided to return to Bandung. Living his life. Dinda grew up to be an advanced entrepreneurial woman. His style has changed like a Bandung mojang. He is even very good at using English.

Before returning to Bandung. Dinda consulted with Rania about her desire to continue her education. He wants to take after package B and pursue package C, then go to college in the field he is interested in. He wants to be a lawyer. He was inspired by Martha's mother.

Rania welcomes her aspirations. He's very young. The opportunity to earn a bachelor's degree is still very open to the eyes. Dinda was an exemplary student at her former school. Of course the talent of intelligence he had before.

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Dinda enrolled in a private college in the city of Bandung, after previously she followed the C package equivalent to High School. He majored in the Faculty of Economics and Business. Dinda is very interested in business and relationships. He wants to develop his skills in the field of business through education.

In addition to continuing his education, Dinda also continues to work for his cousin, Niken. As a wedding organizer that is quite famous, Niken has cooperation with many vendors. Dinda was commissioned by Niken to arrange a cooperation process with these vendors. This is where the beginning of his meeting with Prasetya, or familiarly called Pras. He is a photographer who is a partner of Niken. Pras helps the documentation process from prewedding to wedding events. Because Dinda also served as MUA during the prewedding process, automatically always met with Pras. Moreover, Pras is also studying at the same campus with Dinda. Pras is a final semester economics and business major.

The intensity that often occurs makes the two more familiar. In fact, Pras often offers to take Dinda from campus. Although their college schedules are clearly different. In fact, Pras often helps Dinda in doing her campus tasks.

Witing Tresno Jalaran Soko Kulino, as the Javanese proverb says that love is present because it is accustomed. Get used to working together, get used to always being together. Comfortable and then comes the feeling of love for each other.

That afternoon, Dinda and Pras were involved in one of the prewedding event shootings. As usual, Dinda was present as a perias. Some take photos taken in different clothes. Dinda and Pras were both busy arranging the shoot.

After the shoot, exhausted Dinda fell asleep on a cot available at a villa not far from the shooting location. He was very tired because the shooting process was carried out in the afternoon to block magrib. Dinda had just returned home from college when she had to prepare a prewedding agenda.

"Dina...Wake yuk!"

Pras tried to wake Dinda up. The day is coming for magrib. Dinda tried to open her eyes.

"Pras.sorry I'm exhausted".

Said Dinda while rising from her sleep.

"Let's pray in the front mosque".

Take Pras. Although they are overwhelmed by the busyness between college and work. However, worship was never once abandoned. That was what made Dinda secretly have a feeling of admiration for Pras. However, that feeling always tried to tepis far away. Dinda knows herself well enough, Pras is a bachelor, he is two years younger than her. Dinda is a widow without divorce papers. By law she was a virgin, but in reality her virginity had been snatched away by the status of marriage under the hand. Although Dinda knows that Pras also has the same feelings for her.

Yes, Pras greatly admired Dinda's independence, calm attitude and never once complained, even though the shooting lasted until night. However, there are things that hamper, Pras does not know Dinda's past. All he knows is that Dinda is a girl, still a girl!

After performing the magrib prayer. Pras invites Dinda to dinner at a pecel lele lesehan stall. It's common like this. After work, they will eat together. However, there was something different, this time Pras chose a quieter place. Sit both in the corner.

Dinda's feeling bad. There was something he was very afraid of happening. He was afraid that Pras really loved him, as he had expected all along. What he fears is not Pras' love. Except for the reality he had to reveal to Pras. He was very doubtful that Pras would accept his past. He did not want to lose Pras. For him, being as friendly as he is now is enough for him, equally comfortable. Nothing can't have, as long as it can always be together.

"City ..."

Pras started a conversation. His eyes looked at Dinda. But Dinda was getting the wrong way. He pretends to be busy with his gadget. Distract, and pretend not to hear Pras' call.

"Miss..."

"emm...uh..iya Pras...?"

Dinda answered nervously.

"What are you busy with ?"

Pras asked who was also strange to see the behavior of Dinda who was not as usual.

"Eh. This again bales chat Hana. He wants to pinch the book with me".

Answer Dinda.

Dinda's body is getting bad. Cold sweat poured out all over his body. It is like facing the real truth. A reality that he really wanted to pass, but not easy. Yes, the fact that he wants to move on to a man who can accept himself and his past. However, to get a man as he wants, it will certainly not be easy.

"Dina. We've been close for a long time. I have long harbored my feelings for you. To the point, Din. I've liked you all along. In a moment, I will finish my studies, I plan to marry young. Same you. You want to be my wife?!"

Deg ... Dinda's heart seemed to stop for a moment. His breathing is heavy at the moment. He did not prepare an answer to answer Pras's question which was very to the point.

Dinda was silent. His eyes were round, slowly there were grains that were getting longer and longer filled his eyes.

"How far have you known me, Pras?".

Dinda asked with a trembling voice. He didn't know if he should be honest or keep his dark past hidden.

"You mean, Din?"

Pras was silent for a moment, trying to digest the question posed by Dinda.

"I know you well, of course. We worked together a year, and we are currently studying in the same place. We're often together. Of course I feel very familiar with you, Dinda".

Pras tried to convince.

Dinda mute. His lips were too faint to explain what was hidden in his heart.

Pras is still clueless about what happened to Dinda. Previously, he had been very optimistic that his love would not clap one hand.

The Dinda he knew was very familiar with him. Never once did Dinda refuse the invitation from Pras. But why is the reality different now. Dinda was like a different person than she knew. Did Dinda have another dream man she had not known?

"Not Pras. You don't know me completely!".

Said Dinda who suddenly took her bag and invited Pras to go home.

"We're home now, Pras. I'm so tired!".

Pras was surprised. But he tried to stay calm. Pras followed Dinda's will. They went home on a motorcycle. Every now and then Pras looks at his motorcycle spy. He saw a teary-eyed Dinda. Pras got more confused, was he wrong time?, I don't know, a lot of feelings raged in Pras' heart.

The motorbike stopped. The sign of Dinda has reached Niken's house. Dinda went down the motorcycle and handed the helmet she was wearing to Pras. His face was down, tears were still on his face.

"Din, was I wrong earlier?, please explain Din?!"

Pras tried to get an explanation from Dinda. But, Dinda was still unable to give that explanation. Heart rages. His feelings were carried away by memories of the past he had long buried. The trauma caused a prolonged fear.

"Not tonight, Pras. One day I will introduce who I really am. What you see on the surface does not describe its original condition. I'm sorry if I confused you Pras. Because I also need time to be able to explain to you, I'm sorry Pras. Give me some time".

Speak to Dinda in a weak voice.

"Alright, Din. I'll wait for your explanation. Please don't take too long. I need certainty".

Pras Say.

Motor is restarted. Slowly Pras' shadow left Dinda's body glued to the front of the gate. It was raining, and Dinda was still there. Seeing Pras' shadow drifting away, as far as his hope of actually living together.

Seriate....