100 Days of Being a Widow
Section 89: Dinda: Not Used Women!
Time just rolls around. Dinda is no longer the same. He walked through his destiny. Whatever it is. The pain he was accustomed to could not make him stop stepping to reach the future.
Dinda continued her studies. His career and business are growing. The economy was no longer a problem in his life. Men who just come and go. Get acquainted, sow attention, then disappear without saying goodbye. Dinda doesn't want to worry about that either. He chose to focus on his future. There will be times when he will meet his soul mate, or die as an angel of heaven.
"Din, tomorrow I have a birthday. You come yes, help me make up. I can't dance".
Saying, his friend.
"Ready. But I'm not giving you a gift, it's barter same makeup, hahaha"
"hahaha.kamu that's a great calculation, pantes aja get rich quick!"
Sekar Ledek. Their friendship was intertwined since Dinda was often alone without Pras. In fact, he could have many friends. Because when with Pras, the world seems to have both of them. Wherever there is Dinda, there is Pras. Now, Dinda is like an urban socialite. He has many friends, even he has 3 communities that increasingly take up his time and mind.
Dinda is familiarly known as the young preaneur on her campus. At just 24 years old, he has had many businesses and relationships.
Dinda is often a major sponsor in many campus activities. As usual, her glowing face also invited the attention of many gazing eyes.
***
Next Male
Dinda met a man named Haris. Haris is a mobile phone counter owner in a mall in the city of Bandung. They became acquainted when Dinda in the kitchen became a makeup artist for the launching event of a famous brand mobile phone in the mall.
The brief meeting continued until the chat. Haris is a widower with 1 child. His son is four years old. Haris is divorced because his wife cheated on him with her boss. That's the story according to Aris' version.
It didn't take long to get the two together. Dinda, who is also very fond of little children, and once hoped to become a mother, easily takes the heart of Marsya, Haris's son. Almost every weekend, Dinda always take the time to travel with Haris and Marsya.
Although Haris has not expressed his feelings for Dinda, but the intimacy that is established has shown bah
There was no doubt in Dinda's heart on the relationship this time. Of course, their status was the same. Widow and widower. It would be easy for Dinda if Haris one day proposed to her.
A romantic typical hari. The economic establishment made it easy to pamper Dinda with many gifts. As at Dinda's birthday this year, Haris gave a Honda jazz car in silver. Dinda's favorite color. Although Dinda rejected him, Haris gave it to her.
At that moment, Haris expresses his feelings for Dinda, asking Dinda to marry him and become the mother of Marsya. Without much consideration, Dinda accepts Haris' love happily. As proof of his sincerity, Haris had even prepared a house for Dinda. Really Dinda feels special Dimata Haris.
***
The application day has officially been determined by Haris. He's gonna propose to Dinda's parents soon. It's time for Dinda to be frank with Haris. He must know Dinda's true status. He does not want the past to repeat itself.
"Mas, can we meet today?"
Dinda gave a short message to Haris. It's still Wednesday. It's not unusual for Dinda to meet Haris on a work day. Besides being equally busy, Dinda also does not want to disturb Haris while working.
"hemmm okay. Where's?"
Reply Haris.
"At Niken's house. The streets are jammed, the males are out".
Reply Dinda...
"OKAY. What's it gonna bring?"
Ask Haris who never came empty-handed.
"Sir Niken asked for Bangka chicken noodles, mas hehehee"
"Okay baby ready to transport!"
Reply Haris.
***
An hour later, a red Honda CBR had parked in front of Niken's house. With her cheer Niken welcomed Haris' arrival.
"Hi mas.wah thank you for bringing me Bangka chicken noodles!"
Saying Niken happy. Niken was always familiar with Dinda's friends. And so is Haris.
Haris and Dinda sat by the pool. There's a gazebo there. Dinda prepared two bowls for them to enjoy chicken noodles together on the edge of the pool, not to forget Dinda made a cup of milk mocca favorite Haris.
"Tumben did you meet for a weekday, Din?"
Ask Haris while sipping coffee made by Dinda.
"There's something I need to talk about, and I can't get on the phone".
Reply Dinda while enjoying Bangka chicken noodles.
"Is that important to not be able to get on the phone?"
Dinda nodded. Then he stopped eating. Dinda then thrust a piece of paper at Haris.
"What's this?"
"Read, mom".
Said Dinda. I don't know why he was afraid to tell Haris the truth.
"Talak letters in the name of Dinda and Hadi?"
Haris's eyeballs are rounded.
"Yes, I've been married before. Married in series with a man named Hadi".
Said Dinda softly, her head bowed. He did not expect that Haris' expression was that serious.
"Why are you being honest, Din?"
Ask Haris. His facial expression turned cold. Dinda did not expect that he would face the hostile face of Haris.
"I'm being honest right now because you just expressed your feelings to me a week ago. If you're a nobody, there's no way I'm expressing this honesty".
Says Dinda trying to explain.
Haris. Continue drinking his coffee. However, the atmosphere is not as warm as usual. Haris becomes minimal talk.
***
From that night on, Dinda became worried about losing Haris. Haris should be able to accept herself like she accepted Haris with her status and her child.
Dinda didn't call Haris until the weekend. As usual Haris invites Dinda to take a walk with fellow Marsya. This time, Marsya asked to swim. Haris also invited Dinda to swim in the swimming pool of a hotel at the top. There is a hot pool and private pool facilities are quite good.
Dinda and Marsya dissolve in a happy atmosphere. They swim and play like mother and child.
After swimming, they ate in a hotel room. Masya looked exhausted and fell asleep after finishing her meal.
Dinda laid Marsya on a king-size bed, then returned to the sofa in the blocked room in the hotel room.
Haris pulls Dinda's arm and tries to make fun of Dinda. However, Dinda tries to dismiss the invitation to have. Haris continued to try to make fun of Dinda, even this time impressed forcefully.
"Mas..stop!!!"
Dinda pushed Haris' body to the floor.
"She!!"
Shouted Haris.
"Sorry mas". Dinda.
"You don't get holy-spirited. You're a widow, so it's okay for us now. Same thing, it won't get caught!"
Haris said cynically. He seemed annoyed by what Dinda did to him.
"What do you mean, sir?"
"Halah ..don't act naively, Din. You are not a virgin, so alibi married siri?!"
Haris. This time it was as if Dinda didn't recognize Haris anymore.
"Astaghfirullah mas, I am like this because it has been legal to be a wife. I serve my husband halal!"
Dinda.
"I don't care, Din. I've wanted your body for a long time, we're getting married!"
Haris continued to try to reach Dinda's body.
"Just because we're getting married soon, be patient. Later if it is official. Then everything that is on me, you deserve it!"
Dinda tried to get out of the apartment.
"I'm sorry, Din!"
Haris keeps trying to force Dinda. This time Dinda's arm was almost twisted by Haris. Dinda managed to grab the doorknob of the apartment and pulled the hook. This time he got out. Dinda ran hurriedly through the corridor of the apartment. Several times he fell because of the hils he was wearing.
Dinda finally reached the elevator and got in. Dinda sat there, crying and holding back the disappointment that ruled her mind. How could she have almost been raped by Haris whom she had considered a good man.
***
Niken smeared a balm in Dinda's arms. Some parts of Dinda's body were bruised. It seems that Haris not only pulled Dinda's arm, but also beat several parts of her body.
"Din, I just got information from one of Haris' colleagues. Apparently Haris is a light-handed man. He divorced his wife also due to domestic violence".
Saying Niken. He regrets why not find out first the background of Haris, the romantic type but also psychopath!
Seriate....
