Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

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Haira was already preparing to leave the inn. As usual, he rented a car from the inn. Two large plastic bags were packed.

A few moments after driving, he arrived at the office. However, he did not aim to enter the office building where Dirga worked. Haira just went to the security guard to ask for an address.

After that, he returned to driving his car and passed to the home address he was looking for.

Tok tok tok tok

Haira knocked on the door.

"Excuse me ...."

Shortly after, someone opened the door.

"Whose mother is she? And what's the need?" bu Dito asked after seeing Haira standing in front of her door.

"I'm Haira, Mr. Dirga's wife, a friend of Mother's husband's office," Haira said.

"What's? You're the actor, aren't you? What are you doing here?" mumbling Bu Dito while glaring his eyes.

"Well, why am I called that? I'm not an actor, Mom. Precisely I am a new friend of Ms. Dito," Haira replied.

"What new friends?" challenge Bu Dito.

"Yes, I will soon be the only legal wife of Mr. Dirga" replied Haira.

"Idih idih the actor. Pede really, why am I?" Ms. Dito seemed annoyed by Haira's words.

"Well, I'm an actor, I definitely wouldn't dare come to my mother's house, would I?" Haira.

Meanwhile, Bu Dito still put on a suspicious and upset look at Haira. However, right at that moment, someone shouted Bu Dito's name.

"Mom Dito, are there any guests?" From behind the fence, Ms. Heri who was passing by screeched.

"Not a guest, this is the actor. His second wife Mr. Dirga," replied Ms. Dito.

Which automatically widened Ms. Heri's eyes. A curious soul also tempered in the chest of the woman. Moreover, Ms. Heri really likes things that smell thick.

Quickly, Ms. Heri stepped into the courtyard of Bu Dito's house, until she reached the front porch.

"Oh ... This is to the actor? It's pretty anyway. Oh, my goodness .. is hijab anyway?" mumbling Bu Heri while glaring at Haira from the bottom up.

"This is Ms Heri?" ask Haira.

"How do you know about me?" ask Ms. Heri confused.

"Before coming here, I stopped by the office to ask the security guard about mothers who are active in the office women's organization. In a moment, I will be a part of you, so I take the time to come to your house, you know that" Haira explained.

"Huh?" Ms. Heri and Ms. Dito looked at each other.

"Yes ..so in fact, Mr. Dirga and his first wife were already out of harmony, and soon they would be divorced."

This time Bu Dito and Bu Heri were completely shocked.

"What do you mean? If they get divorced, it must be because of your presence in their household" muttered Bu Dito.

"I said before, I'm not an actor. Our marriage took place with the blessing of each of our parents. Mr. Dirga's parents have long craved the presence of grandchildren. Understandably, Mr. Dirga is their only son. While ... his wife could not give offspring alias barren. Moms should have understood it up here. The actor is usually a poor woman, who takes people's husbands to live a good life. But I'm not that kind of woman. Both my parents were even able to support myself up to seven derivatives. I'm not in material trouble. You can see for yourself the looks and the stuff I'm wearing."

Haira's explanation made the eyes look Bu Heri and Bu Dito obey their curiosity. After looking at Haira's appearance more closely, they looked at each other and nodded.

"True Bu Heri, the robe he wore was worth millions. I have long wanted to buy the branded game, but not yet delivered" said Bu Dito.

"Yes .. her bag too. That is branded. Tens millions. When can I have a bag like that?" mummified Bu Heri.

"Oh yeah, it's a coincidence time to this town, I brought some bags. And these two bags are authentic and branded. I wear it once or twice. And ... I hope that Ms. Heri and Ms. Dito do not mind to accept it," said Haira while lifting the two plastic bags she carried earlier.

At first Ms. Heri and Ms. Dito looked at each other, then quickly their hands grabbed each of the plastic. Then take out the contents in the form of a woman's bag.

"Wah ... this is an expensive bag ..." muttered Bu Dito with buying eyes.

"Yes right, save money kitchen any year we can buy this bag," said Bu Heri.

"Other times, I'll bring the clothes I bought at the famous boutique. Do the mothers want to?" Haira.

"Well .. really?" tanya Bu Heri and Bu Dito in unison.

Haira nodded. Sontak made the two women before him soar with excitement.

"Wah .. Then let's go in first Ms. Dirga. We chatted inside, I just made a layer cake. It's delicious" said Ms. Dito.

"Well, I also want to enter ah ..," said Ms. Heri.

"Come on," said Bu Dito again.

Haira smiled and agreed to the invitation. A meaningful smile of happiness as it realizes that its purpose is successful.

Yes, Haira did deliberately find out about the wives who were active in the women's organization in Dirga's office. He realized that his presence must have caused gossip in the office, especially among the wives.

The way to overcome that, of course, is to approach and take the hearts of the wives in order to be sympathetic to him. And Haira realized that women are most easily influenced by wearing things they like. That way, it would be easier to control them and make them allies.

If the mothers have become allies, then he does not need to worry anymore with his good name in the office Dirga. Husbands will surely bow to their wives.

Next, just stay close to the office leader's wife. However, it was no longer a difficult thing if he had managed to master Bu Dito and Bu Heri.

Inside Bu Dito's house, Haira always told me about the women's belongings she had. Making the two new friends amazed and widened their eyes. However, when Haira promised to give away some of her collection, they cheered again.

Haira really enjoyed these moments of victory. As if there were no more obstacles that stretched his steps to live happily with the husband he loved.

"Bu Dirga .. sometime take us to Surabaya. We became curious about the house of Ms. Dirga, must be luxurious like the houses of the rich on tv," said Ms. Heri.

"Oh of course, Mom. Later, when we will give birth, we will definitely go back to Surabaya. After I give birth, you can visit our baby there" Haira said.

"Wah wah .. but what is the cost of the plane?" welcome Mrs Dito.

"That doesn't need mothers to think about right now. Later I will provide," said Haira.

Which definitely made the two women who were chatting with him soar with excitement.

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