Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

Between Two Smiles

A month passed from that day. Dirga has blocked Haira's contact number with her family. He felt the need to put some distance between his life and his second wife. Calya's happiness is all that matters to her now.

For the past month, there has been no time without giving a smile to Calya. That's the way to make amends. Calya began to reorganize her heart and household. Dirga's care and love have made her able to forget and forgive her husband's mistakes.

While Praba, as much as possible keep the distance from Calya. However, the memories of a few days with the woman were certainly not forgotten. However, seeing Calya happy again had calmed her heart enough.

This morning Calya cooks omlet for breakfast. Dirga asked for the menu. When the omlet was ripe and served on the table, Calya immediately remembered Praba. Omlet is a menu made by Praba when they celebrate Calya's birthday.

Remembering the anniversary celebration immediately makes Calya remember the gift given by Praba. Soon the moon pendant hung on a necklace around his neck.

"I have to take this off, now Dirga may not have noticed it ...." Calya muttered to herself.

A moment later he had walked into his room. For a moment she sat down at the dresser, about to remove the necklace.

"Darling ... Baby, where are you?" The sound of Dirga's call made Calya flinch until it made her rush to stand up.

"Yes, Ga. .. I'm in the room." Calya walked out of the room, approaching her husband.

He also broke his necklace.

Dirga was already sitting on the dining chair, eating omlet made by his wife.

"Hmm .. that's great, honey. I'm lucky to have a wife who is a mass master like you" Dirga said.

"Lucky? Is that true or just a seduction?" sahut Calya's.

"Of course it's right, honey. I said that from the bottom of my heart" muttered Dirga.

"Really?" calya.

Dirga clasped Calya's hand, "I could swear .. I could never lose you ...."

Calya smiled, then put her head on her husband's shoulder. Dirga gave a soft kiss on the forehead of the woman.

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Haira and her family have returned to Surabaya. The healing process and control period of Haira disease is over. This month, since Dirga left, Haira had completely lost contact with him. Even her parents and sister Mirna were unable to contact Dirga.

Who would you like to be, Mr. Broto can't do much. There were already too many requests they had made to Dirga. Now they can only entertain Haira in their way such as taking her for a walk or a picnic together. However, however they knew that what their daughter needed was the presence of Dirga by her side.

Today Haira was lying limp in her room. I don't think he can get up. Just sit down, his head feels spinning. Not to mention the strange feeling in his stomach.

"Son, let's have breakfast first" Broto said as he entered Haira's room.

"No, Ma. Haira limp .. let breakfast in room only. Haira's head was dizzy, unable to get up," Haira replied.

"Are you sick, son?" bu Broto asked as she approached Haira and placed the back of her hand on her daughter's forehead.

"Come, Ma ... Haira does not have a fever just feel dizzy and nauseous," said Haira.

Soon he walked to the desk calendar on the nightstand. He knew that Haira always circled her lunar arrival date. And ... This month no date has been circled.

Bu Broto felt his heart rhythm become fast. Shortly after, he approached Haira and hugged her daughter.

"Oh, why the hell, Ma? How did you suddenly hug Haira?" ask Haira confused.

"Honey .. wait a minute, Mama will go to the pharmacy first," said Ms. Broto.

"Want to buy medicine? Don't want ah! Haira is already over-treated taking the medicine. Most Haira just catch a cold, rest for a while also healed," said Haira.

"What you want to buy this is not an indiscriminate drug, but it can be a medicine for your heart. Your longing remedy ...."

Haira looked confused at her mother's words. But not yet had time to ask, the middle-aged woman had already left Haira's room.

After a while he came back. In his hand he seemed to hold something.

"Darling ... Come on, let's take a test" Broto told Haira.

"What test, Ma?" tanya Haira was still confused by her mother's behavior.

Broto took out the things he was carrying. A small device to test for pregnancy was handed over to Haira.

"Testpack?" asked Haira while holding the thing.

"Yes .. I suspect you .... Hmm. .. It would be nice if we test first," said Ms. Broto.

Haira looked at her mother. Soon a smile fell on his lips. Also, she has not had a period since her honeymoon. There is no harm in doing tests.

Haira immediately got up and headed towards the bathroom that was inside her room. Testpack is also used.

After a while, he could already see the results. Haira's hand shook grasping the little thing. He rushed out of the bathroom.

"Haira's? How, Son?" Broto looked impatient.

Without answering, Haira rushed to hug her mother.

"Haira ..." muttered Bu Broto.

Haira let go of her embrace, then handed the thing she held to her mother.

"Oh God ... Haira ...." Broto covered his mouth with one hand.

His eyes stared at the two red lines that appeared on the testpack.

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