Damar For Kinanti

vengeful basis

Dinda saw the wall clock,

Should've been home earlier, could he have been overtime?,

is the doctor overtime?, inner Dinda.

He had no insight whatsoever into the work of a physician other than treating patients.

Dinda covered Bagas who had been sleeping since seven o'clock, then got up slowly and walked out of the room.

There was no sound of cars entering the garage.

Dinda who was standing next to the middle window walked towards the door and opened it.

" Bagas is asleep?" tanya Yoga stepped inside.

Dinda closed the door and immediately pursued Yoga steps.

" Why??" tanya Dinda pulls Yoga arm.

" Why does that mean?" tanya Yoga flat.

Dinda touched Yoga's slightly swollen and flushed cheekbones.

" Ouchh.." complained Yoga quietly,

" you're fighting?" dinda asked with a worried look.

Yoga just kept quiet and continued.

" I'm gonna take a shower? follow me?you wanna come?" yoga said as he watched Dinda follow him from behind.

" Let me just treat it?" dinda's voice was awkward.

" No need. I'm used to being sick." said Yoga coldly, then went into his room.

Dinda was silent, motionless from her place.

That kind of Yoga attitude somehow made his heart unwilling.

That face full of warm smiles had turned out to be no longer warm these two days.

Dinda decided to go back to the room, but when she arrived in the room let alone sleep, closed her eyes she could not.

He took his HP, busied himself.

Several chats came in from several convection owners he opened one by one, and he responded one by one.

There was a chat, then,

- whose chat is this night?

Yoga?, doesn't he care anymore? so what do you ask now?.

Dinda did not retaliate, at the calm of her heart.

He remained focused on replying to the chat from the convection owner.

They asked when Dinda returned to bandung, because the stock was abundant and ready to be sent to new markets.

Just as Dinda typed a few words, the door to Bagas' room suddenly opened.

Yoga stood there with his eyes wide.

The man's hair was still wet, he only wore his pajamas, his chest and stomach were left open just like that with the rest of the water still dripping from his hair.

Not intentionally, either hunted.

" Why not answer?" the deep Yoga voice, the glance in the HP lyrics in Dinda's hand, glared at her displeased eyes.

Without waiting he walked quickly closer to the bed.

In the sambarnya HP Dinda until Dinda who was shocked to shrink back.

like a husband who suspects his wife is contacting other men, Yoga opens chats one by one.

" That's privacy?!" Dinda got up and tried to take her HP back.

" Go to sleep, I'll give it back tomorrow." said Yoga then walked out of the room just like that.

Leaving Dinda in confusion.

This guy! grumbled Dinda in heart.

Following Yoga's steps, the man entered his room, and Dindapun entered.

" Return?" sue Dinda with a still calm voice.

" No" answered Yoga short,

" i asked for it well, please return my HP.." repeated Dinda restraint.

" I said tomorrow morning yes tomorrow morning" Yoga is still indifferent.

" What the hell is it for?!" dinda's voice finally rose, though,

" What do you want to see? nothing important but talking about business there?!" firmly Dinda.

But the man was still indifferent, he took his pajama top and put it on.

" Go back to Bagas' room, or do you want to sleep here?" yoga sounds like a command.

" Yoga. Listen to me, if you keep going like this, then I won't think much more, either,

don't blame me if I speed up my return to Bandung?!" dinda then turned around.

Yoga who felt that Dinda's speech was serious, of course, moved quickly.

The previously indifferent man suddenly walked as quickly as possible towards the door of the room and locked it, of course, so that Dinda could not get out.

Dinda stared at Yoga with anger.

" What now?" dinda asked with a tired face.

Yoga leaning against the door of her face also looked tired and lethargic, now that the swollen bath on her cheeks was more visible.

Dinda became worried seeing that, in her breath, then walked towards the bed and sat down.

" Today you've been indifferent to me, I thought you'd given up..

but I was wrong, apparently,

you're holding a lot of anger on me, aren't you, because I went out with Yusuf and came home in the middle of the night?" said Dinda to Yoga who still quietly leaned on the door.

" You're right, Yusuf my ex-boyfriend." continued Dinda.

Dinda thought the Yoga response would be as aggressive as usual, but it was not, as if his legs were limp, the man's body slumped down and sat on the floor.

Dinda was astonished, what's wrong with this guy? usually he is dominant, never showing this weak expression.

" It looks like you're tired, I'm going to give up tonight.I'm going to ask for my HP tomorrow morning, now open the door," Dinda doesn't want any more fuss between herself and Yoga, if giving up was a good choice, it would do.

" I'm going to bandung.."

Yoga opens the voice suddenly, arriving,

" you mean?" Dinda frowned, between wonder and not understanding what Yoga really meant.

" I said, Bagas and I will go to Bandung.." replied Yoga more clearly,

he was still sitting and leaning against the door.

" Vacation? how come you won't have any problems with your job if you travel a lot like that?"

" i'll get out of my work." answered Yoga calmly and lightly, but not with the look of his eyes that can't be separated from Dinda for a second.

" Get out of your job??" tanya Dinda could not cover her surprise at the word Yoga.

" Hey. You really can't think clearly now? don't make a decision you'll regret later??" dinda fretfully continued, the woman got up and got closer to Yoga, she wanted to see the man's expression more clearly.

" Listen to me, you don't have to do that kind of stupid thing..

please, think realistic..?" persuaded Dinda finally sat right in front of the man.

" You have given me no other choice." replied Yoga softly.

" I've dead steps..

if you keep forcing me to leave, then,

then I will follow you..

work and whatever is here I will leave behind." added Yoga dimmed.

Dinda nodded, is what she heard real? did this man really mean it, or was this just an attempt to prevent Dinda from leaving?.

" You're not well, you're not,

we talk when you're healthy, right..?

now let's get up?" get Dinda up from the cold floor.

" Come on. follow me..?" Dinda pulled the man's arm to get up, but let alone get up, just not moving.

I have to finish all my business here, although it will not be easy to ask for approval from Mbak Winda and mas Damar.." the man was really serious apparently.

" And. can we not stay in that contract..?" tanya Yoga made Dinda's heart finally shake.

" Why?" tanya Dinda follows the flow of Yoga talks.

" We must raise Bagas in a good place.."

" is the place not good you think?"

Yoga is, however, nodding,

" Because it's simple? cramped?"

Yoga shakes,

" then?"

" too many men." he replied, of course, many men, because in the alley there are many boarding houses and rented.

Dinda smiled at a glance, but that smile could not cover the turmoil of her heart.

" So you really want to follow me?" tanya convinces Yoga and herself.

Yoga is, however, nodding,

" Aren't you going to regret it?"

" as long as you always love us, there will never be any regrets." replied Yoga sure.

" If our lives there aren't as comfortable as yours here how are they?"

" I will work hard to find a good hospital, if necessary I will work in several places,

I want you and Bagas to be happy.."

That answer was enough to stab Dinda in the heart,

this guy really can't make her run anymore.

How can he run, if Yoga has decided to follow him.

Dinda looked at Yoga, inexhaustible..

" Do you really want to go home with me?" dinda asked still wanting to convince herself.

The two looked at each other, no one spoke, until the atmosphere was quiet enough.

" Phone your family.." Yoga hands HP Dinda, the,

" for what? is it night too?" Dinda accepted the HP doubtfully.

" Maybe they haven't slept, because I haven't been home since too long.."

Dinda slammed, man,

" You're from home? what for?!" dinda asked, but got no answer.

" Don't you?!" Dinda did not continue her sentence, her hands spontaneously touching Yoga's cheeks that looked swollen.

" Are you fighting with Roni again??"

Yoga remained silent, not answering.

Seeing Yoga who was silent, inevitably he called his house.

" Hello? mr?" Dinda's voice was a little awkward, though,

" Dinda wants to talk to you if you're asleep.What, today there's a friend of Dinda's at home?" ask Dinda quietly and heartily.

There was no sound from Dinda asking, however,

yang Yoga saw only a change in Dinda's expression as she began to listen to her father's voice from behind the phone.

Many times Dinda's eyes stared at Yoga with a look of disbelief.

Yoga can only be quiet and attentive.

and after a few minutes Dinda talked to his father, HP who initially stuck to his ear was placed on the floor.

" Why are you acting like that?" dinda asked with a trembling voice.

" You ask? do I really want to go home with you?

it would be useless if I just answered with my mouth alone." replied Yoga.

" Where did you meet Roni?"

" I came to his house, your father took me.."

Dinda could no longer hold back her tears, in her embrace Yoga without thinking anymore.

" You don't have to beg my mother like that..?!" when Dinda broke down, she heard from her father that Yoga came to see her parents, begging for her and Dinda's blessing, even giving her a piece of jewelry to take her mother's heart, because many times he was rejected on the grounds that Dinda's ex-husband still wanted him.

And not enough there, Yoga even bravely came to the residence of Dinda's ex-husband, warning him not to disturb his future wife again, until there was a fight between the two.

Fortunately, Dinda's former in-laws were wise enough, she broke up and advised her son to let go of what no longer belonged to her.

" Can you be how you are..? what if Roni did something bad to you?"

" I'm resigned.because this is my last resort." replied Yoga.

" Stupid! then you let Roni hit you?!"

" be calm, he's getting more punches than me.." Yoga wrapped her hands around Dinda's back, returning Dinda's embrace tightly.

" What did you promise me, she couldn't possibly give up on just one set of jewelry?" dinda asked curiously, still in between her tears.

" You don't need to know what I promised..

your mother won't bother you in the future." replied Yoga, smiling,

" You threatened him?" Dinda let go of his embrace and looked at Yoga seriously.

" How could I threaten my in-laws?"

" then?"

" Let this be my business, dear.."

" no, I don't want you to lose anything?!"

" no, I have nothing to lose, and I guarantee your mother won't smoke you anymore.."

" are you serious?"

Yoga nodded while wiping away the remaining tears on Dinda's cheeks.

" Yes already." said Dinda leaning her head on Yoga's shoulder.

" Yes already? that all??" tanya Yoga did not believe in just getting that sentence after what she had done.

" Yes already. and then what do I want?" sahut Dinda.

" Well, let's say something that touches my heart?" tugut Yoga sighed Dinda's face to look at her.

Dinda whose face is red and swollen will not want to obey Yoga.

" Thank you for all your efforts to get me married..

and i'm..

I want to be your wife." said Dinda embarrassed.

Finally. Inner Yoga, he was too happy to be able to say the word.

In the kiss of the woman who was resigned in his lap.

" I want to be quick." whispered Yoga in Dinda's ear, then her lips fell down on Dinda's neck.

" I love you Din." he said softly, but it was clearly heard in Dinda's ear, with a gentle gesture, on Dinda's lips.

This time something amazing for Yoga happens, Dinda replies to Yoga's kiss with just as much warmth,

the woman's arm stretched out to Yoga's neck and her flaky fingers stroked the man's neck.

" Oohhh." - complained Yoga let go of his kiss and leaned his head on the door.

" We just stop, I can't help it if we continue it again." he said with his eyes closed, he really held himself with great difficulty, he said, even that cold floor could not cool his boiling blood due to Dinda's touch.

Somehow Dinda smiled happily at the half-dead Yoga holding back.

Stretched his hands back to Yoga's shoulders, and his fingers began to wilfully walk down Yoga's neck.

Yoga tiptoeing, yoga,

" You're replying to me for teasing you all this time?" tanya Yoga with a red face,

Dinda just smiled, though,

" Basic vindictive?!" resolute Yoga wrapped his hands back to Dinda's waist.