
Tonight, Dirga invites Calya to eat out. He felt the need to do that to melt the frozen relationship between them.
In a restaurant located on the beach, they are now sitting opposite. Breezy beach breeze plus the cold night air adds to the atmosphere of the night.
Two portions of food and drink were already in front of them. After enjoying it for a while, Dirga also started a chat.
"Darling ... Do you believe in domestic trials?"
Calya raised her head, looking at her husband's face.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Maybe we're going through that" said Dirga.
"Maybe."
"Cal ... Our marriage is only two years old, but the trials that befall it feel so heavy. Maybe it's because God thinks we're strong enough to get through this."
"Maybe ...."
Slowly Dirga grasped the back of Calya's hand. Swiping softly.
"Defend. We must be able to get through this" the man said later.
"Hold with him?" calya Lirih.
Dirga exhaled a rough breath. "There's no other choice. Haira will indeed remain in our lives."
"Haira and your son?"
"Cal ... we will have children later."
"You want it so much, Ga?"
Dirga. Wrestling in silence.
"Cal .. if you stay by my side, everything will be fine."
"I have testified in your office, guaranteeing your second marriage is with my permission. Your career will be fine, Ga."
"No. It's not just about my career, it's about my life. You are one of the reasons for my life."
Dirga took a breath. "Father and mother are also part of my breath."
"Yes, I know. And I also know that their happiness is in Haira now."
"Honey .. let's talk about our future only," Dirga moaned.
"That's impossible, Ga. Because your life and your body are not just mine now." Calya glances at sayu.
Dirga. Unable to say anymore. However, what Calya said was true. However, the man deeply loved the woman before him. He was very afraid of losing.
Again, regret is always present in the back. Playing around with the past that was thought only to please for a while, it turns out to float memories and feelings that once drowned.
Haira had hoped that Dirga's attention would be on her again. Until marriage is inevitable. And now, the houseboat that was sailing was at stake in this storm.
***
Inside the inn room, Haira was trying to contact Dirga several times. But, coming back, he got no answer.
Nelangsa, Haira felt extreme pain. Even his efforts came and complained to Dirga's office was still fruitless. Calya still won over him.
"Argh, why are women so strong? Why didn't he just back off? The barren woman should be ashamed!" Haira threw the surrounding items onto the floor.
A moment later Haira stood up from the bed and walked towards the mirror. Look at his face there.
"Just wait, Calya! Tomorrow, I'll give you a surprise. Yes, indeed, you will never give up, but I will arrange for Dirga himself to blow you away. Get ready barren women!"
***
The morning that Haira looked forward to had arrived. Back, he headed for Dirga and Calya's official house. Peering over the fence.
The goals, the eyes of the friendly scene that Calya displayed on the husband. Take her to the front door. Tidy up Dirga's work clothes and herded her away with a smile.
"This is your last smile, you fucking lady!" muttered Haira alone.
Then, after Dirga's departure, Haira began to step into the yard of the house. His desire to complete the mission that had been planned since last night seemed to have been on the edge.
When he arrived at the door, he knocked.
***