A Mistake

Why I'm Always Wrong

Hans was about to break into the toilet, but he soon realized that the male and female toilets at the resto were separated. Lucky there was an employee cleaning service out of the ladies' room.

"Excuse me..."

"Yes..."

"I'm sorry to ask, how did you meet this guy inside?"

Hans showed a picture of Dira he had made a walpapper on his phone.

"Sorry sir, right now inside the empty toilet there's no one, I just cleaned it... If this is not the case, before I entered, he just came out of the toilet and continued to exit the restaurant through the side door, sir.." explained the claening service employee.

"What???" hans shouted to make the cleaning service employees were shocked and frightened.

"I'm sorry.I'm sorry mbak. But I was just surprised to hear my fiancee leave without saying goodbye to me first. Emm again sorry...I thank you for your statement to me and as a sign of my gratitude, as well as my apology, there is a little windfall to mbak..."

Hans gave two hundred bills to the cleaning service employees who were certainly immediately received by the cleaning service employees while saying repeated thanks. After that, Hans went back to his dining table. But how surprised he was when he saw at his dinner table there was Jessica who was chatting with Hanna. Judging from her net view, Hanna seemed less welcome Jessica's presence there, but Jessica seemed unconcerned as usual.

'Akh Dira...have you seen this sight? And is this the sight that made you leave our lunch?'muttered Hans.

"Lho brother...Where's his leg?" hanna asked as soon as she saw her brother coming alone.

"Hi Hans.." said Jessica as sweet as possible who was ignored by Hans. Hans only glanced at Jessica at a glance from the corner of his net.

"Oya Hans, I just happened to be metting the same client here continued to see Hanna alone so I immediately samperin deh.." said Jessica again who remained unresponsive by Hans.

"Hanna, we're going home now." said Hans who ignored his sister's question as well as the words spoken by Jessica, his right hand took Dira's bag left on the chair.

"Eh..Where are you going? And whose bag is it? How come..."

"It's none of your business." replied Hans indifferently.

"Hans wait..."

Jessica held Hans away by holding her hand, but Hans quickly shook Jessica's hand violently.

"Hans...So do you hate me right now? Or is this all because of your recent closeness with that woman?"

"Think of yourself using your brain if your brain is still functioning properly. And don't throw your faults on anyone else...Andira Zanitha Prasetya, my wife. Don't try to touch her with your selfishness if you don't want to suffer the consequences later." Hans said, pointing his index finger at Jessica's forehead.

"You're threatening me, Hans? Since when did you get to talk like that, Hans? Especially me? Really, I really don't recognize you anymore..."

"Do you think I still want to know you or be known by you after what you've done to me? Women are not ashamed..."

Hans immediately turned his back and took his beloved sister's hand and left the place after paying for her order at the cashier.

"Sister...His brother came home first huh?" hanna asked more carefully after Hans started driving.

"Yes." replied Hans briefly as he stroked his sister's hair.

"Is Brother Dira angry to see Hanna chatting with Sister Jessica? Sorry Hanna, sister? Hanna also felt bad when Jessica came, but..."

"Have not thought too much, Sis You are not that shortsighted...Your anter brother's coming home, huh? Next time we go together again"

"Promise yes..."

Hans nodded as he gently rubbed Hanna's head.

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FLASHBACKS

Dira ran out of the mall. Arriving outside, he dizzy looking for a ride while his hands reached into the pocket of his jeans.

'Akh Alhamdulillah.' he murmured while taking out a hundred from his pants pocket.

Just as he was about to find a transpotation, a middle-aged man approached him on his motorcycle.

"Neng's object?"

"Eh yes sir..would you take me to TPU on Jalan Brawijaya?" ask Dira.

"Can neng...neng want to pilgrimage to the tomb during the day like this?" asked the father while observing the face of Dira who had a slap.

"Yes sir, I miss my mom..."

"Oh.mari riding neng, here's the helmet..."

Arriving at his destination, Dira gave the hundred thousand money he found in his pants pocket earlier.

"This sir..."

"Waduh neng.sorry father has no change, because from the morning new father narik once..."

"You have no change, papa sir.make your father only..."

"But this neng is too much.the cost is only twenty thousand..."

"No papa sir, I'm sincere.accept..."

He took the hundred thousand from the hand of Dira.

"Thank you neng..."

"I should be grateful, I've been in between meeting my mom..."

Dira then turned his body towards the grave of his mother.

FLASHBACK OFF

Dira arrived at the tomb of his mother, his eyes hurt, more pain due to Jessica's slap earlier.

"Mama.why is my life so heavy without my mama by my side.hiks hyks..."

"Dira just wants to help papa, Dira just wants to be devoted to papa, Dira just wants to maintain the company that has mama and papa stubis first so as not to go bankrupt. But why should Dira be treated this way ma.hiks hyks..."

After complacently complaining, after finishing praying for his mother, Dira then stepped away from his mother's grave. And with a giant step Dira walked down while wiping the remaining tears that had been dripping on the cheeks hit by Jessica's slap earlier.

"Zinc..neng..."

Dira turned his head towards the source of the voice after dizzy looking for others who might be around him. And how surprised he was when he saw the ojeker's father was still waiting for him under the acacia tree near the entrance of the tomb.

"Mr is still here?" ask Dira wonder.

"In this area it is difficult to find neng transportation.let me take neng..."

"I Dira sir.Call me Dira..."

"Akh I Solihun.let me take Neng Dira to home.mari neng.ini helmet"

"Oh thank you sir.kalo so please take me to Jalan Pattimura yes sir" said Dira who immediately piggybacked behind Solihun shortly after he wore his helmet.

About 30 minutes, they also reached the shophouse where Dira lived. In addition to saying thank you, Dira also offered to Solihun to stop by his rukonya.

"Thank you neng..lain time, I want to go back to narik.." declined Solihun politely.

Dira also walked to the rukonya, saw the car Pajero Sport owned by Hans parked in front of the ruko.

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