Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

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Praba immediately stood up to see Dirga's arrival. However, being at Dirga's house right now was indeed not good for him. Praba tried to calm himself, at least so that Dirga did not misunderstand his existence there.

"Hi, Dir? You have come, have you? Em .. sorry, I had lunch here" said Praba.

"When did you have lunch here?" Dirga's face is not friendly.

"Em .. was just a coincidence. Yes, I want to go back to the office first," said Praba.

For a moment the man turned to Calya, without a sound he rushed away.

"Suami isn't around, and you brought a man into our house?" Dirga muttering.

Calya was silent, but her gaze was sharp in Dirga's eyes. A rage radiated across his face.

"Why silence?" ask Dirga.

"His husband? Husband who breaks promises? That's husband? A man who can only cut a wound in his wife's heart?" Calya hissing.

"Maland ...."

"Do you, Ga. when you went with your future mother-in-law, I fainted. Who's helping me? Praba! Do you know who comforts me not to cry constantly? Praba! Do you know who made sure that I kept eating even with a broken feeling? Praba! Yes, a man who is not my husband but cares about the woman who is hurt."

"Prabas? She ... she knows that?" Dirga's face paled.

"No! I never told her about your second marriage. But Praba always found myself in a slump. If it wasn't for Praba's help, maybe when you came home .. I'd be gone ...." Calya said still looking intently at Dirga.

Hearing Calya's words, Dirga ran over to Calya's body, hugging her tightly. While Calya just stood still not flinching.

"No.. Don't say that. I won't be able to lose you ..." sissed Dirga.

"What did you do with him?" mumbling Calya.

Dirga jerked and took off his grip.

"His father asked me to stay for a few days. They held a wedding reception to add to Haira's happiness. I had to ...."

"I'm afraid when you're angry and sadder. I can't hear your crying. It will torture me," said Dirga.

"Aren't you aware, not telling me adds to the suffering of my heart? I hate you, Dirga!"

"No, no, Calya!" Dirga squashed with his knee in front of Calya.

"How was your bride's night?" Calya asked softly.

"What's? Em ... no. Nothing happened ...," answered Dirga lying.

"Really?" ask Calya to convince her.

Dirga stood up again, "Darling .... Please ... We just forget what happened some time ago. We start a new chapter of our lives. Our humanitarian work is done, now we must focus on our own lives ...." Dirga clasped both of Calya's hands.

Calya's heart began to melt. That's exactly what Dirga said. The most important thing was that her husband had returned to her side. Yesterday's events let them be forgotten. Their future is much more important now.

Calya grabbed Dirga's body, "Don't go again, promise ...."

Dirga returned Calya's embrace, "Of course .. my dear wife ...."

A few tear-filled spheres dripped from Calya's eye pelup. Hugging her husband, she tried to make peace with her heart. Forgiving Dirga's negligence would probably be better for her and for the survival of her household.

After all, Calya felt obliged to keep her husband. Dirga's love and body are just his.

Of course ... the woman did not know if Dirga's body was already owned by Haira, the woman who had become the honey. Whether until when the lie kept Dirga will remain safe in his cage?

Whether until when will the heart dispute between two women be wrapped around the journey of Dirga life?

What is certain is now that Dirga is happy to have re-hugged his wife's body. A pure woman is loved without coercion.

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