Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

The Love that's Bound

"This is the house that we will occupy during our duties here Cal," said Dirga while opening the door of the official house with the key in his hand.

Calya entered the house following the steps of her husband who first entered while carrying two large suitcases belonging to them. Once inside Calya looked at every corner of the room in the house. There is a living room, two bedrooms, kitchen and bathroom. This is the fourth official house in the four cities they occupied after two years ago Dirga married Calya.

"Lumayanlah Ga, we stay in order and fill it with goods" said Calya.

"You're tired of Cal having to move around because he's my wife?"

"Why tired? I am the wife of a country man whose job is to move. Listen, Ga, whenever I will always be with you! Even if your place of duty is at the end of the world, I will definitely come along. The proof is I'm willing to quit my job so we can always be together, right?"

"You are the best wife." Dirga stroked Calya's hair, the wife she loved.

***

Dirga had already left for the office, a chance for Calya to go to the market to buy some house necessities. Buckets, pots, baskets and various kitchen utensils are now in Calya's hands.

"Which motorcycle, no one passes by. Already ah riding the angkot only. Crossing a little forward is not papa."

Criiiittt...

"Awggghhhhh...!!!"

Palms... Yokes... Pagoda... Tek dung's...

Only two steps Calya will cross the road, suddenly there is a motor that brakes suddenly. Calya shouted followed by the sound of the items she was carrying falling apart on the asphalt.

"Hey.you! Ride the motor slowly dong. Don't you see if anyone wants to cross?" With a face that was still panicking Calya scolded the motorist.

The driver parked his bike, then got off and approached Calya. He had a helmet covering his head and face. The look on a man's face appeared in front of Calya. His eyes were sharp with his thick eyebrows and his sharp nose.

"Lho, even the angry Mbak. You should be careful if you want to cross the road. Last time Ma'am didn't look at it first, just crossed it." The man defended himself.

"Ehh.don't wait there riding the bike I keep walking so I'm wrong. If anything happens to me, do you want responsibility?"

"It's just called an ambulance, it's a hassle."

"Ihh.basic, you are."

Piippp... Piippp... Piippp...

The sound of car and motorcycle horns instantly resuscitated Calya and Praba. The motorbike and car stopped because the highway was blocked by Calya's groceries scattered on the asphalt. Spontaneously Calya and Praba together pick up the items, then pull over on the side of the road.

"Now, your stuff! Next time you want to cross carefully look around first." Praba handed a large plastic package containing the items he had picked up earlier to Calya.

"Ish.still blame me. If my husband were here, it would be over you."

"Yes have gone home there report to your husband, if you need to report to RT sir, Pak lurah, mr camat or anywhere."

"All right!!! Remember well my face yes, someday we will definitely meet again, and by then my husband will definitely be beside me, and you will definitely be scolded all out with my husband!" Calya said as she lifted up her luggage, held back the questionnaire and passed away leaving Praba still fixated on looking at her disappearance.

***

"Cal... Ready yet? Come dong soon the inauguration of Pak Kasie Pidsus which just started." Dirga who sat in the living room called Calya who did not come out of the room.

"A little bit more Ga, stay cepolin hair nih." Calya answered while busy curling her shoulder-length hair with a hair-rolling ribbon. "It's over, let's go Ga." Calya exited the room in a female dharma uniform while carrying a black bag.

Arriving at Dirga and Calya's office immediately headed for the hall room where the inauguration took place. Dirga then joined the ranks of the officers, while Calya joined the ranks of the wives. The show seems to be about to start, the MC has read out that the head of the office and the officials who will be inducted enter the room.

Two men seem to walk in tandem. One person took a place in front facing the participants of the ceremony, he was the head of the office. Another stood in front of the head, turning his back to the ceremony participants. Calya did not pay much attention when the man who would be appointed as her husband's direct superior entered, and now she could only look at the man's back.

"Such was the inauguration of Mr. Praba Satya Nugraha as the Head of the Special Criminal Section. Next is the gift of salvation. To Mr. Praba Satya Nugraha are welcome to take place in front facing the participants of the ceremony." The MCs read out the next show. When Praba turned his body, Calya who was staring right at Praba instantly was immediately touched.

"God! She's she? Ouch..watch me!" Calya hit her own head.

"What's wrong with Dirga?" Ms. Dito reprimanded Calya who looked strange.

"Oh it's okay Miss Dito, it's my head itching, hehe."

Calya approached Dirga and immediately held tightly to Dirga's arm. They walked towards Praba. When Dirga was right in front of Praba, Calya hid her face behind her husband's body.

"Congratulations Praba, it's Kasie, my boss again." Dirga extended his hand to Praba and was greeted by Praba as well as hugging each other.

"Thankyou Dir, I hope you will soon be Kasie. We're going to be around, long time no see it turns out to meet here, office, room anyway."

"Iya Prab, her name is also destiny, hehe. Oh yes, this is my wife." Dirga introduced his wife to Praba, Calya also slowly raised her face from behind Dirga's back.

"You? Uh..oh...Dirga's mother, huh?" Praba looks surprised to see Calya's face.

"Yes, my gosh he still knows me." Calya said in her heart.

"Yes Sir, I'm Dirga's mother. Congratulations, sir." Calya reached out to Praba, who was greeted by Praba's handwriting.

"It's nice to meet Mom, let alone be with her husband." Praba said again with a smile and raised one eyebrow.

"Gosh my god, he still remembers my words the other day. Calm Calya take a breath and relax." Calya said in her heart trying to calm herself down.

"Oh yes already yuk we continued Ga, who digantri behind still a lot of nih." Calya encouraged her husband's body to walk to end the conversation.

The last event of the inauguration was lunch together. Calya certainly can't enjoy the food. Glance Praba with a triumphant smile continued to love him.

***

"Ga... wife of your new boss is not visible anyway? Hasn't her husband been here yet?" Calya asked Dirga after they returned home.

"Praba duda, Cal."

"Young? Is that divorced?"

"Not divorced. His wife is dead."

"Died? Then her child?"

"His wife died shortly after they were married, they had no children. Praba's been widowed this year."

"Oh, pity you are still young already a widower. I hope he meets a new wife soon."

"How about I meet the new wife again, Cal?"

"Hus..Well what the hell are you? Try it if you dare!"

"Do you want anything other than me?" Dirga put her face closer to Calya's face.

"I'm.I'm gonna do something that's gonna make you regret it."

"What's that?" Dirga brought her face closer to Calya's.

"Ga... Dirga..." Calya's voice swallowed, a warm kiss from her husband silencing her now.

***

Cling.clings.

Dirga's mobile phone continues to ring a sign of many incoming whatsapp messages. Calya reached for the device, glimpsed by the bathroom door, the sound of water still sounded. Dirga's still in the shower.

Slowly opening the device owned by her husband, apparently whatsapp message it from a whatsapp group. Alumni Law 2003 is the name of the group. Calya started reading the contents of the messages in the group. Dirga's name is mentioned, as being connected to someone else in the group "Haira".

Calya was immediately touched. How not, Haira was the name she knew. Of course, Calya has not forgotten the incident on the first night of her marriage to Dirga. At that time Calya cried after finding Dirga still often associated with Haira through facebook messages. Yes, Haira was Dirga's ex-lover in college.

Calya's hand shook with her husband's device. Haira is not only in the group but also in the contact list of Dirga devices.

"No. I can't be angry. Didn't Dirga ever say Haira was just her past. I can't be jealous! Why am I jealous of the past? Am I not the present and the future of Dirga? Has not my love and Dirga's love been tied up in our sacred wedding vows?" Calya said in her heart trying to calm her thoughts and feelings that were now raging.

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