Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

Second Marriage

Slowly Calya began to open her eyes, watching her around the room where she was lying now. The room was not large, the color of the walls was white, there was a distinctive aroma that smelled like the smell of pharmaceutical objects. Calya tried to raise her head to sit down. Holding his head still dizzy, then closed his eyes trying to recall what had just happened to him, why he could be in this room.

The events he can remember are the arrival of Dirga with someone, then his crying, anger and disappointment that he held, Haira's request and Dirga's departure. After that, Calya does not remember anything else but the earth that feels spinning and makes her vision dark.

"Thank God, Miss Dirga is conscious."

"Mom Dito? How come Bu Dito is here? But, where is this? How can I be here too?"

"I'm not alone, there's Mrs Hery and Mrs Chairman too." Ms. Dito said while pointing at the two women walking into the room.

"Bu Dirga is conscious? Alhamdulillahot. How is Miss Dirga feeling now? I'll get you a drink. Here, Miss Dirga drink first." Bambang's mother who is the wife of the head in the office Dirga gave mineral water in a small sideboard beside the bed.

Calya grabbed the mineral water and sipped it. "Thank you Ma'am. But actually why am I here Mothers?"

"So Bu Dirga collapsed in the yard, happened to be Mr. Praba was behind Ms. Dirga, he said when Mr. Praba wanted to leave the house, continued to see Ms. Dirga wanted to fall, so immediately arrested. Mr. Praba said that Ms. Dirga's face was pale and Ms. Dirga's body was cold, so out of concern Mr. Praba immediately brought Ms. Dirga to this puskesmas. Then Mr. Praba called my mother to come here, and then I took Ms. Hery and Ms. Dito." Bambang explained.

"Wah I also want to pass out and continue to be arrested as a cool widower like Mr. Praba. Moreover, Mr. Praba's face was panicked. Doctors and hospital nurses thought Mr. Praba was her husband Ms. Dirga. Uuhh..I also want to be worried about Mr. Duren." Ms. Hery said in her centile style.

"Husse... This Hery ma'am, if you like ngawur." Ms. Dito chimed.

"Ahh..let's just say if Bu Dito also wants to." Ms. Hery teases Ms. Dito.

"Hey.he.. Yes too. Fainting, captured continues to be carried by the same cool widower. Means Miss Dirga is lucky dong? Well, I think I want to faint as well, continue not to forget to call Mr. Praba yes Bu Hery."

"Husso... Ms. Dito and Ms. Hery are there. Poor Ms. Dirga was even more confused. The doctor had examined Ms. Dirga, Ms. Dirga's blood pressure was low, it seemed that Ms. Dirga was exhausted and lacking rest. But the doctor said Ms. Dirga did not need to be treated, only prescribed some vitamins for blood enhancers and dietary supplements. But how yes, Mr. Praba said Mr. Dirga was out of town, meaning Mrs Dirga himself at home. Does anyone need to accompany Miss Dirga?"

"Oh, no need ma'am. I'm okay by myself. After I got home I had the most rest."

"But if Miss Dirga needs anything how?"

"I can contact Mas Agus OB office to ask for help to buy something. I used to ask for help to Mas Agus, Mom."

"Why ask for help from Agus? Now Mr. Praba has lived next to the house of Ms. Dirga, yes just ask for help to Mr. Praba. When else can I be helped with duren?" Bu Hery slumped on the sidelines of the conversation Bu Bambang and Calya.

"Ouch... Already from earlier these mothers discussed duren continue. I think from earlier Mr. Praba bites his tongue. Better get Miss Dirga home now."

Bu Bambang, Bu Dito and Bu Hery laughed together. Calya laughed too. At least the silly behavior of his friends had comforted him, although not entirely the pain in his heart was gone. Then his mind was fixed on Praba.

Was it really Praba who helped her? The man that Calya thinks is annoying today has helped her and is worried about her. It was fortunate that Praba had moved into that side house. Otherwise, I don't know what will happen to Calya today. Falling and unconscious in the yard with no one there.

***

Tonight Calya laid her body in bed in her bedroom after taking some of the vitamins she had brought from the hospital. After the death of Bu Bambang, Bu Dito and Bu Hery who drove him home, Calya had cleaned his face, changed his clothes and ate food and fruit brought by the mothers.

Now he looked at the ceiling of his room, a stroke of light as if to paint the face of someone who was always in his memory. Dirga, husband. He took the device next to him. There was no message from Dirga.

But he was afraid to start contacting her. Has Dirga arrived in Jakarta? Are they getting married tonight? Will Dirga return to Calya tomorrow? A row of questions revolved around Calya's head, until he realized tears had now flowed from both eyes.

Trililliii...

The sound of her voice call shocked Calya. He woke up and dragged the phone call button without seeing who called him.

"Hello... Dear. Ga, how are you?"

"Hello... I'm..." A man's voice came from across the phone, but it wasn't Dirga's.

"Who are you?"

"Sorry, I just want to make sure that you, uh Miss Dirga are okay? Has Miss Dirga eaten anything or maybe something is needed?"

"You... A praba? Uh I mean Mr Praba?" Calya finally recognized the voice of her caller.

"Yes, last time at the health center I had asked Ms. Dirga's phone number to Ms. Bambang, because at that time I had to leave so I could not wait for Ms. Dirga. But as a neighbor, you must still monitor the situation of Miss Dirga. If anything happens I'll be blamed."

"Oh, yes. Thank you, yeah."

"Hmmm..."

"Yes, thank you for helping me and bringing me to the health center. Thank you for worrying about me too."

"Care? Hello...meaning this word worry how yes? I'm just helping and this time I'm monitoring because I don't want to be blamed for anything happening to Ms. Dirga because now we're neighbors."

"Oh so, huh? Well, maybe I misinterpreted the words of these mothers."

"Mom's words? Meanin? Oh so you guys are rubbing me, huh? Basic mothers yes, certainly not far from the name of gosipin people."

"How come you uh you eh Mr. Praba this honorable so kegeeran ya."

"Issha... Jijay I have. I'm already ah I want to rest. I might faint again if I talk to you later!" Calya hung up the phone, threw the device next to her and then she lay back down to curse Praba with the words that came to her mind. I don't know what swearing he made for Praba...

Praba smiled after the sound of his interlocutor's 'tut' had ended the communication. Indeed, Praba deliberately made Calya upset with him so that Calya's mind was diverted.

Verily, Praba knew that tonight Calya would be sad and would cry if she remembered Dirga and the incident she experienced this morning, because Praba knew what had happened to Calya and Dirga, and Praba knew that Dirga would be polygamous.

Really, Praba doesn't want to see Calya sad. Wh why? Because of the facial strokes and behavior Calya always reminds Praba of Mayla, his late wife.

Praba recalls the events of that day when he first met Calya through an incident on the street. At that time Praba was stunned when he saw Calya angry at him. Indeed, the woman before him at that time was very similar to Mayla, his beloved wife who had been home since a year ago.

But the woman was married, that's what she knew at the time. Until finally Praba finds out that the lucky man who has tied his heart is Dirga, his own friend.

The events of this morning were still ringing in Praba's mind. The quarrel of Dirga and Calya that was seen by him. No, not just a quarrel between husband and wife, but about what they discussed that now tickle in the mind of Praba.

She knows how Calya feels, how broken her heart is, even if it's done for humanitarian reasons. For some reason, Praba feels angry at Calya's grief. Yes, Calya's grief is like taking her back to her time with Mayla. The time when Mayla fought against her disease until finally had to succumb to the fate of death. At that time Praba tried to do anything that could make Mayla happy and anything that could make her recover, because Mayla was his wife.

But this time he witnessed how Dirga sacrificed his own wife's heart for the happiness and healing of other women. Will Dirga return to Calya after her second marriage? Is it so easy that this polygamy will end without any dispute of the heart? What if it was Calya who would eventually be abandoned by Dirga?

"www..." Praba hits his own head trying to restore his sanity. Why should he think about other people's domestic problems. "No, I have to pretend I don't know. But, oh no... Caly. I'm..."

For some reason there was a voice from within Praba, a voice or perhaps an order to protect Calya.

***

A aura of happiness emanated from the face of the beautiful woman who was lying on the hospital bed. Although her face was pale without any cosmetic touch, it still seemed clearly a charm of the beauty of every organ that was there. Especially with the happiness he now feels, the man he loves will marry him now.

This morning will be the best morning of his life. Now he felt that the illness he suffered was like a gift to him. How not, if it wasn't for this disease he wouldn't have had this happy day. Indeed, not always the disease becomes a disaster or a trial, but maybe the disease becomes a way to achieve happiness. That is what he is now saying.

The ruler who will tie the sacred promise of the marriage of Dirga and Haira has come. The kabul festival will be held soon. Broto and Mirna put a shawl over Mirna and Dirga's heads. At that time Mirna was still sitting on her bed complete with an infusion needle in her hand. Hospital clothes were still on his body. Dirga wears a white shirt and a skullcap attached to his head. Dirga sat on a chair beside Haira's bed.

Currently Dirga's heart is racing. His memory was on Calya, since last night he had not contacted her. Not because of anything, but Dirga was afraid to hear the sound of Calya's crying, it was very painful for Dirga.

He remembered that last night he called his parents who were in Surabaya. Dirga informs about her wedding plans with Haira. Dirga's mother almost fainted at the time. But Dirga's explanation that this is with Calya's approval and why this marriage should occur makes both parents Dirga finally understood. They didn't have to ask much about Haira either because they had known her. The beautiful woman from a prominent family in Surabaya was almost their first daughter-in-law. But fate said something else then. And today because of that fate also turns out that hope that once ran aground, now becomes real.

"Now we begin to see the kabulnya." Penghulu who sat in the chair in front of Dirga was ready to start the wedding. Beside the ruler had sat Mr. Broto, then there were two doctors who were friends of Mr. Broto would be witnesses of the marriage.

“Ananda Dirga Mahendra Bin Edy Sudrajat I married and I marry you with Haira Permatasari Binti Broto Hadikusumo with his mascarine in the form of a set of prayer tools paid in cash.”

Mr. Broto recited the ijab while shaking Dirga's hand.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Haira Permatasari Binti Broto Hadikusumo with a dowry a set of prayer tools paid in cash." Dirga recites kabul.

"Huh?" The police asked the witnesses.

"Well.legitimate." The two doctors who were witnesses answered.

"Alhamdulillah, now Nak Dirga and Nak Haira have officially become husband and wife. This time I got the bride married in the hospital. I was very impressed with Nak Dirga, even though Nak Haira was sick but did not undo the intention to tie the sacred promise. May Nak Dirga and Nak Haira be a couple who always blessed by Allah SWT, become a family of Sakinah mawadah warohmah and will be given the offspring of pious and righteous. Aamiin's."

"Aamiin." Everyone in the room agreed to the prayer from the ruler.

And that's how Dirga and Haira's wedding has happened today. A smile of happiness rose on the faces of Haira and her family. While Dirga, I don't know what feelings are now in his mind. All he wants now is to get back to his wife, Calya.

Preparation for the operation Haira is ready. It was time for Haira to be taken by the nurse to enter the operating room. When she was about to be pushed in a wheelchair, Haira grabbed the arm of Dirga who was standing next to her.

"The water... Stay here until my operation is over and I regain consciousness. Please!"

"But Ra, I have to go back. Calya's waiting for me. I promised her I'd be back as soon as our marriage was over."

"I am now your wife as well as Dir. I need you now. I'm going to have surgery, whether or not this operation is going to work. At least you should be there to keep me company through all this."

"Hairas... I'm..."

"Son Dirga, please. Stay here until Haira has finished surgery. Stay first, it won't be long. Oh, I beg you."

Another request? Should Dirga fulfill their request again? The face of Haira. Wife, yes Haira is his wife now. The woman he once loved is now his wife. The look on Haira's face was even more sticky, hoping that the love that ever existed gave her the energy to be able to harbor her guilt on Calya. Guilt because this time he had to break his promise.

"Alright Om, I'll stay only until the operation is complete and Haira is conscious."

Haira smiled as she stared fixedly at the face of Dirga, her husband. The nurse pushed her wheelchair into the operating room. A prayer and hope were said upon entering the room. "Allah allows the servant to be healed to atone for the sins of the servant to the man who is now the husband of the servant. I want to serve him as a good wife."

After Haira entered the operating room, Dirga again remembered Calya. The cell phone in his pants pocket. He found Calya's phone number and pressed the call button. Tut... Until the sound was heard, there was no answer from Calya.

A few more times the call but still ended the same. Calya didn't answer Dirga's phone. What was? What happened to Calya. Dirga's conscience is raging. Is Calya mad at him for just calling her? Is Calya okay? Or did something happen to him that he didn't answer his call?

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