
Dena let go of Dirga's embrace, she stared at the black bead of Dirga's eyes that was staring at her at this moment.
"I'm gonna go out for a second, if you want to stay here, just stay here. I'm just for a minute" Dena told Dirga.
"All right I'm here, don't leave me here alone for long" Dirga told Dena.
Dena just silently did not answer him, she immediately stepped out leaving Dirga who was staring at him walking away.
Dirga looked around the living room of the Villa, the place was so quiet and comfortable. Maybe that's why Dena's been here so often.
Dirga's eyes were fixed on the two family photos hanging on the wall. A photo showing a real family. Making Dirga frown is remembered with the condition of the Dena family now that is far from harmony.
Slowly Dirga began to approach wanting to see the family photo.
The two photos are of Dena and Daniel being one year old and two years old.
"What was this before the arrival of Papa Marco's present wife?" murmured Dirga continued to look at the photo.
"She's adorable, and I know she's beautiful because who must be her mother. But papa Marco's genes dominate him more" said Dirga smiled as he rubbed a photo of Dena. True even though she is beautiful like her mother but she thinks Dena is more inclined to Marco.
"Oh yeah, where's Dena. Why he hasn't come back" Dirga said looking back. Where haven't seen any signs of Dena getting into the house.
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Dena was on the side of the river, looking at the flowing river. When he was busy observing the river flow unexpectedly his legs slipped making himself fall into the water. He tried to stand up, but suddenly his legs were cramped and made him drag the current.
"Please, please,..Please" he shouted as he dragged the aris.
He tried to reach the rock on the river bank. He held tightly to the big rock in the river so as not to get carried away by the current.
"Please.." she cried with fear. Right now he was really scared. He was afraid of getting carried away and making himself go.
Daniel, his mother, and his father were all smiling together.
"Am I going to die here" said Dena pessimistically because she had shouted twice that no one had come.
"Dena, uh,..Den. You left yourself in your villa and now where are you?" yelled Dirga who was leading to the river.
Dena heard that, though,
"A..Dirga, Dirga please" said Dena so hard trying to fight his fear.
"Dirga.." he said again louder.
He stopped walking, he heard it.
"Dena, Dena.." call him.
"Dirga please, I'm here" said Dena still holding on to the handle on the stone.
Dirga looked towards the river looking forward to Dena's whereabouts. And how surprised he saw Dena holding on to a rock in the middle of the river.
Dirga immediately ran into the river.
Late grip Dena detached from the rock., Dena carried by the current.
"Denaaa.." cried Dirga hysterically.
He swam, chasing Dena. With great effort Dirga tried to chase after Dena until she was stoned. That doesn't stop him from saving Dena.
After struggling to swim finally he got Dena who almost slept all her body immediately he brought Dena pulled over to the riverbank.
"Dena, Dena open your eyes. I beg you to open your eyes" said Dirga patting Dena's unconscious face.
"I beg you to open your eyes" Dirga snapped and she immediately gave an artificial breath, many times she tried to give artificial breath and finally Dena spewed water from her mouth.
Dirga looked at Dena anxiously and she hugged Dena as she opened her eyes.
"Thank God, you're conscious" she hugged Dena.
But suddenly Dena drowned in Dirga's arms. Making Dirga see Dena, she looks worried now.
"Hey, hey, why are you closing your eyes again sober up" Dirga said, holding Dena's wrist.
Quickly Dirga immediately lifted Dena, he carried Dena running into the villa.
She quickly put Dena on the sofa when she was already in the living room.
He rubbed Dena's hand, he was sure that she was fainting at the moment.
"Dena get up, please get up. Don't worry me like this" Dirga said, sounding frustrated.
"Dirga.." said Dena, opening her eyes slowly.
"You're crazy, you want to kill yourself in the river" Dirga snapped as Dena opened her eyes perfectly.
"Ak.aku slipped" said Dena stammered.
"You're seriously slipping or suicidal. You almost drive me crazy" said Dirga so sternly looking at the weak Dena in his arms.
"You fool, don't you know how worried I am. You take my love lightly. You don't imagine me if you're gone" Dirga said, expressing all her emotions.
"Sorry" said Dena.
"Thank you for helping me, if you don't help me maybe I'm gone and I don't know how Daniel will be" Dena said.
"You're just worried about Daniel if you're not. You don't worry about me losing you" Dirga said, disappointed.
"Basic," said Dirga again. But instead of getting angry and leaving, he hugged Dena tightly.
It was as if Dirga did not want to lose Dena.
"Thank you,." Dena cried while hugging Dirga who hugged her tightly.
"Where's room?You should be in the room. Change clothes" said Dirga still hugging Dena.
"At There," point Dena towards the room that is near the family photo.
Without waiting for a long time Dirga immediately carried Dena ala bridal style to the room.
Both of their clothes were wet, walking into the room.
Dena continued to pay attention to Dirga's face carrying her at this moment. And unexpectedly Dena just realized that Dirga's forehead is bleeding.
"Why is your forehead?" ask Dena.
Dirga looked down at Dena.
"What?" Said Dirga did not understand.
"Here," touch Dena on Dirga's injured forehead.
Dirga who had not realized that, only felt pain when Dena touched it.
"What's the reason for helping me?" dena asked watching Dirga who was just silent and continued walking towards the room.
Dirga carried Dena into the room designated by Dena earlier. He laid Dena down slowly on the bed.
"You don't have to ask a lot to change your clothes" said Dirga walking towards the wardrobe. Although he does not know there is a shirt or not but his feeling must be there is a shirt in the closet.
He picked up the big t-shirt that was there and also the shorts. Not just one he took two. For himself and for Dena.
Women's and men's jeans and two white shirts.
Dirga was made to wonder, why there are two clothes like that here. But yes, no need to think about it.
"Quick change clothes, I will also change clothes" said Dirga and immediately went to change his clothes.
After changing clothes, now they sit in bed silent to each other.
While Dena was sitting there already holding a p3k box. He walked up to Dirga standing right in front of the man.
Dirga looked up, saw Dena.
"What's wrong?" ask Dirga.
"I'm treating your forehead" Dena put a p3k box on the bed and she opened the box.
Dena began to treat Dirga, and from then on Dirga noticed Dena who was so serious about treating him.
After Dena finished seeing Dirga intensely.
"Thank you, I already trust you. Me, I'm sure of your love" Dena said.
Dirga just kept quiet did not respond to Dena's words just now. Because Dirga was silent, Dena finally decided to walk away.
Just a few steps he walked Dirga immediately pulled him and made Dena sit on Dirga's lap at this time.
The man watched his wife meaningfully
"You just believed after me like this. It turns out you're evil huh, maybe even worse than me." cynical Dirga held Dena who sat on her lap.
"Sorry," Dena felt guilty.
"But, it's okay.I'm willing to get hurt to prove it to you. And I love you anyway, you don't get hurt again or disappear from me. I can't without you understanding." said Dirga then immediately hugged Dena who was silent, she was moved to hear Dirga's words.
"I promise I won't hurt or disappear from your life" Dena replied in Dirga's embrace.
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