Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

Forgetting Sadness

This morning felt so bright for Haira. She was flushing her hair and body under the shower singing. A few minutes later, he turned off the shower, a sign that his morning shower was over. A towel was now wrapped around her beautiful body.

Haira came out of the bathroom, but she was shocked when she did not find Dirga in bed. As he remembered before the bath, the man was still asleep there.

The curtain of the door leading to the balcony opened slightly. Haira peered outside. Apparently Dirga was there holding a mobile phone.

It appears Dirga repeatedly pressed the button and then pointed the phone to his ear but the call was not answered.

"Dir ...." Haira called out from behind the curtain.

Dirga who heard his name called also entered.

"Why, Ra?" tanyakanya.

"You ... called who?" ask Haira.

"My wife" answered Dirga.

"Your wife is here, Dir," Haira said.

"My legitimate wife is Calya. You can't forget that, Ra," Dirga replied.

"But we're on our honeymoon, why did you call her?" grouse Haira.

"Today's Calya's birthday, but since then she hasn't answered my phone" muttered Dirga.

Haira gave a slight smile at the end of her lips.

"Good," said Haira.

"What do you mean, Ra?

"Yes good, it means he understands that we are on a honeymoon and happy" said Haira.

"What's? Be happy? You think I'm happy with our marriage?" Dirga.

"Of course .. The evidence is last night's incident" Haira said.

Dirga's face flushed. Shame and anger mixed into one.

"Earlier events are a mistake." After saying Dirga stepped into the bathroom.

"It's all because of Calya ...." Haira muttered to herself.

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This morning Calya went to the market to shop for groceries. After his birthday celebration with Praba, he did not want to drag on in sadness again. If other people are willing to share their happiness with him, why should he torture himself in grief. If her husband had lied to her, why did she curse herself in misery.

Calya decided to cook some chicken soup today. All the materials needed are already in the plastic bag he is carrying now. Calya has arrived in front of the fence of the official house. But when walking into the yard he was shocked, Praba was sitting on a bench in the yard wearing his work uniform.

"Sir Praba?" ask Calya.

"Hufh ... apparently to the market huh?" ask Praba.

"Yes .. Why?"

"I'm worried that Ms. Dirga is going to a no-no place" said Praba.

"What does that mean to a no-no place?" calya asked confusedly.

"Hmm .. I mean, em .. I'm worried that Ms. Dirga is still sad and frustrated and .. yes that is."

"Geez! Then Mr. Praba checked my whereabouts at home, then since I'm not around, Mr. Praba is waiting here?" ask Calya again.

"That's ...."

Calya patted her forehead. "After returning from Mr. Praba's house, I took a shower and went to the market. Ah, I want to go in. Want to cook first," said Calya as she walked forward.

But just a few steps he stopped and turned to Praba.

"Pak Praba is completely healthy and sure he's going to the office?" ask Calya.

"Yes" said Praba.

"Then ... Mr. Praba don't have to cook today! Later I will share the chicken soup that I want to cook," said Calya.

"Oh .. yes. Hmm .. I went to the office first, yeah. I will be home for lunch later. It feels ... can't wait to eat chicken soup made by Bu Dirga," said Praba while scratching his head.

Calya smiled and walked back into her house. While Praba rode his motorbike parked in the yard and passed to the office.

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