Bidadari Special

Chapter 9

Satya is in her office. His face looked agitated.

"Why you?" dirga asked surprisingly the handsome man leaning on his desk with both hands folded in front of his chest.

"Mmmm..." Satya smiled as she turned to the man who had just entered the room.

"There are some files you should learn!" the man said by putting some files on his desk.

"Yes," Satya replied with a still agitated look on her face.

"okay!" sahut Dirga turned to leave his friend's room.

"Wait!" suddenly Satya stopped her steps.

"What?" spontaneously Dirga turned towards Satya.

"I want to talk to you for a minute."

"Speak what?"

Satya invites Dirga to sit on the sofa in the room.

"I intend to return Hilya to her family. I give up, I don't want to continue my intention to take over the family's land. I also feel no longer interested in the land." Satya starts to express her feelings. "Honestly I'm tired of this silly wedding. I'm tired of pretending to be the girl's husband. In addition, soon Clarissa will also go home, her education will end in Japan," continued Satya with a weakened tone of voice.

"The problem is that you have a lot to think about before deciding this. Not one week you marry the girl, suddenly without a mistake you will divorce her. Think of the bad things that could happen if the girl sues you and spreads issues that could hurt your career, think of our investors, the stock growers, and the enemies of our business. Remember that! That girl is indeed a submissive girl, but she is not a stupid girl, nor is she a poor person that we might be able to bully, and not be able to do anything about." Satya was calm. "I think be patient! We wait four months or six months. After that I will take care of your divorce. I'm going to make the girl's family silent and demand nothing from you, maybe even apologize to you" he continued.

"You mean?"

"I will make demands, as long as you stay with her, she always rejects you. Imagine if for about six months you had the patience to wait for the girl to accept you, her parents would have been embarrassed, and would have accepted her daughter without demanding anything from you. Your name will still be clean."

Hearing the explanation from Dirga, Satya started nodding and then started frowning.

"Hm!!" Satya breathed out a hard breath. "How will the court believe if I don't touch the girl?"

"Satya, just relax! We're gonna do a visa, I'm sure the examination results will show that the girl is still a virgin. That means you never touched her, right?"

"Hm!! Are you sure that girl is still a virgin?" satya asked doubtfully.

"Satyas! She's a different girl, she's not the pretty girls we used to date."

"You mean you're dating?" sela Satya when she heard the explanation of her play boy friend.

"Yes, just think of it. She was different from the beautiful women I used to date. Since childhood he was in boarding school, and his religion taught him to always maintain honor, date after marriage, and only do such things with men who married him. So that means, that girl must be a virgin, and I'm sure of that." Bright Satya. "Unless you wait for this divorce process, you secretly touch it" Dirga added with a smile teasing her anxious-looking best friend.

"That's. If I play boy like you," Satya said in an annoyed tone.

"Hm!!... Yes, I believe," Dirga replied with a smile.

"mmm... I think for this time I believe in you, take care of everything well, while waiting for the divorce process maybe I will not see the girl. Please take care of him so he doesn't starve to death!" said Satya then while tidying up his suit, and went from the sofa to his desk.

After his conversation with Dirga, Satya now lives his days without a burden, as if there is no Hilya in his life. And for almost three days this man left Hilya alone in his apartment.

"Where are you?" satya asked Dirga over her cell phone.

The man named Satya who was about to get out of the door of his study seemed to concentrate with a cellphone attached to his ear while walking.

"I'm going to your apartment, I'm sorry I forgot, from yesterday I haven't seen your wife, I hope she doesn't die of hunger" Dirga replied when Satya called her.

Dirga who just got out of the elevator, immediately ran towards his best friend's apartment. Rushing he opened the door to see the state of the woman inside, who had not been fed for three days.

"Mas Dirga!"

The woman who had just risen from the top of her alphabet greeted Dirga with a pretty strong voice.

Dirga looked at the woman who was still wrapped in white face.

"You healthy?" dirga asked with astonished eyes when she saw Hilya with a healthy body walking towards her.

"Alhamdulillah," Hilya replied with a smile.

"I bring food for you" said the man, stepping up and then placing the box with the food in his hand.

"Thank you" said Hilya still with a smile.

"Eat!" dirga said as she sat on the sofa not far from the dining table where Hilya was sitting.

"I fast" said Hilya briefly.

"Fasting?"

"Yes, thirty minutes lgi adzan magrib, after the Adhan I will eat," he said.

"What fasting, isn't this not Ramadan?"

"I was confused, these three days Mas Satya did not meet me, I was afraid of anything happening to him, therefore I fasted, so that God would always protect my husband," explained Hilya softly.

"Ooh..." Dirga.

He saw the pure white woman sitting not far in front of him. The gentle-faced woman who sincerely prayed for her husband. Her husband never thought she existed.

"What then do you feel after fasting and praying for your husband?" ask Dirga curiously.

"mmm... My heart is calmer" Hilya replied with a smile. "O yes.mas, where is Mas Satya, why not come here?" ask Hilya later.

"mmm... Your husband's busy, he's out of town, maybe two or three weeks he's out of town, and he sends you his regards, he's sorry he can't say goodbye, he also wishes you would pray for him all the time."

Dirga said it with a smile.

"O yeah, I go home first, take care of yourself! Tomorrow I will come here again with food," said Dirga then as he moved from the sofa.

"Mas Dirga, can I ask you something for a favor?"

"What?"

"Bring me raw food ingredients, I want to cook myself, so as not to trouble Mas Dirga, and I can also cook for Mas Satya, when tomorrow he comes."

"Oooh, of course, tomorrow I will do a lot of shopping for you," said Dirga as he moved out of the apartment.

Dirga took a deep breath after closing the apartment door. There was something stuck in Dirga's heart, something that tore through his feelings and thoughts, about a feeling, guilt and sin, and a sense of guilt, because it has hurt a woman who is not the least prejudiced or considers herself a bad person.

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