
Calya's preparing dinner tonight. Several times he peeked behind the window curtain, waiting for the husband's return from his office.
Dirga had previously reported that he would be late to go home because of the work that had piled up during his abandonment for several days. But Calya was still faithfully waiting for him until he began to sleep in the living room chair.
The sound of the motor stopping on the porch of the house instantly woke Calya up. Sure enough, Dirga has gone home. Soon he got up and opened the door.
"You haven't slept, Cal?" dirga asked to find his wife opening the door.
"Wait for you, Ga. I've prepared food, let's just eat it.." said Calya.
"So I ate at the office" Dirga replied as she passed into the room.
Calya follows. Dirga undressed her work clothes.
"You're overtime yourself is it the same Mr. Praba?" ask Calya.
Dirga turned to Calya, "Why ask her?"
"And just ask, Ga," muttered Calya.
Dirga grabbed a towel and walked to the back, towards the bathroom.
Calya simply fell silent looking at her husband's passing back. There was a disturbance he felt. Why isn't she sweet to him anymore.
'Ah, maybe he's tired ..." Inner Calya.
***
'Who is pregnant that makes Dirga surprised and look unfocused in the office earlier? Don't-don't ....' The Inner Praba raged.
Thinking if it turns out that Dirga's second wife is pregnant makes Praba moored. What he thought was neither Dirga nor his second wife, but Calya. Praba realizes that the presence of a child between Dirga and her second woman will further make Calya languish.
***
Calya is asleep. While Dirga was still fixated in his delusion. For a moment he stared at the slumbering face of the woman who was asleep beside him. There was a feeling of guilt running through his mind. Too many promises have been made to his wife.
Conscious or not, Dirga had indeed touched Haira. And for him it was the biggest breach of promise he had done and Calya had not yet known.
Now ... the renunciation of that promise has created results. Results that somehow must be responded to with a reaction that how by him.
On the one hand, he doesn't want to hurt Calya anymore. Honesty will definitely inflict Calya on him. On the other hand, the presence of descendants was something Dirga and his family were looking forward to.
I feel like I am in a big dilemma. Which is being faced more complicated than cases or cases that are usually handled in court. This is not an ordinary dispute, but a dispute of feelings. Dispute hearts.
***
In a different place, Haira was unceasingly gently rubbing her stomach. One step will be taken towards the future. His dream is to live happily with Dirga, certainly not just as a second.
Slowly but surely, the dream is not just virtual, but will become real. Dirga will definitely melt in his parents, especially on the fruit of their love. I don't know if Dirga didn't do it out of love, but for Haira, the fetus that was residing in her womb was the seed of love that had been planted by Dirga.
There was a small hum in Haira's heart, her belief would grow with the seed of love that made her sleep even more soundly now. He believes that in the near future he will not sleep alone anymore.