Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

Divorce and the Seed that is Planted

During the divorce process, Dirga never returned to the official house. Nor did he ever contact Calya by phone. After going through several trials, it was time to listen to this divorce verdict.

In the courtroom, Calya sat opposite Dirga. Without a word, without looking at each other.

Far away, they tried to throw a glance. Jibaku with each other's minds.

Until finally, the hammer was knocked. The two men have been declared to have no marriage ties anymore. Widows and widows became their predicates.

Calya tried to exhale. Throw down all the burdens heaped and heaped up in his heart.

Sincerity and patience have ended at this point. Freedom heart.

Without talking to each other, a pair of people who once loved each other came out of the religious courthouse. Go to their respective destinations.

Arriving at the official house, Calya again saw the contents of the house. Make sure all household items are neatly arranged in place.

In the bedroom, he had opened the sheets he had used to sleep with Dirga, then wrapped into a plastic bag. The wedding photos and their togetherness with Dirga have also been put in a cardboard box. Previously, he had asked Praba for help to dispose of the items later.

After that, Calya pulled her suitcase out of the house. For a moment he looked back at the house. Instantly, it evokes memories of when she first entered it with her husband.

Calya sighed softly. Then turned back to the outside courtyard. Suddenly, his steps stopped. There was an urge he felt to re-enter the house.

With a quick step, Calya went into the house, opened the cardboard containing a photo and took one of the wedding photos with Dirga, complete with all their family members.

Inwardly, Calya felt the need to keep the photo. Even for unexplained reasons.

***

With a public vehicle he rented, Calya decided to stop for a while on the beach. In a long chair facing towards the sea, Calya sat with a gaze that floated far away.

"Why sit here alone?" A voice from behind made Calya flinch.

"Praba .. "calya murmured.

"May I befriend?" ask Praba.

Calya nodded. Gave Praba approval to sit next to him.

"You're going?" ask Praba after sitting down.

"Yes, of course. There's no way I can stay here. It's the same as killing yourself slowly" Calya replied.

Praba chuckled softly. Then he said, "You are the third great woman I have ever met."

"Huh?"

"Yes. The first great woman was my mother, the second was Mayla, my late wife. And the three of you."

"What made you put my name on that list of great women? If it's your mom and your wife, surely you recognize them, and I?"

"How can I not say you are a great woman, you have multiple wounds, but are still able to stand firm. Your rights are taken away, and you don't demand vengeance."

"Great or weak?" lirih Calya looked at Praba.

Praba returned Calya's gaze, then replied, "Great."

Calya smiled slightly, then got up to her feet. However, just then he suddenly felt dizzy and made his gaze blurry. Calya tried to hold her head, but the dizziness grew, and her vision grew darker, and her body began to stagger backward.

"Calya!" Praba.

Then hurriedly caught the woman's body. Quickly, Praba carried him and took him into a public transport car that was still waiting there.

"Aim for the hospital, sir!" exciting Praba.

***

In the ER room, a doctor checked on Calya. Slowly, the woman began to open her eyes.

"How, Doc?" ask Praba. After seeing Calya awake, Praba asks her, "How are you feeling, Cal? Do you feel pain?"

"Sir, this mother just needs enough rest, and eat regularly. Maybe I'm tired, until the blood pressure is so low. In fact, during the first trimester, pregnant women should take more rest" said the doctor.

"What?!" Calya and Praba spoke together.

"Ma-do you mean Doctor?" ask Praba.

"Oh, apparently Father and Mother do not know yet? This mother is pregnant, that's the result I got after checking her out just now" the doctor replied.

"Pregnant?" calya Lirih.

The doctor nodded. "Congratulations, Mum, sir."

Calya clenched her mouth with both palms. I don't know what feelings to show. Happy or sad.

For two years, she was looking forward to this pregnancy. However, because she never got it, she had to swallow a bitter pill by accepting her husband's second marriage which now leads to divorce.

Now, Dirga's seed is sowing in her womb. Yes, Calya knows for sure if the child she contains is Dirga's. He remembered the last time they combined love. Two months ago, Dirga returned with Haira to this city.

However, at this time his status was no longer the man's wife. Calya has been granted the status of widow. Calya closed her eyes tightly. Trying to imagine the future of the child. How could he face the fate of being born a child without a father.

Without feeling, a clear circle flowed from both corners of his eyes. Calya crying.

"Alright, please rest for a while, here's the prescription. When you feel better, you can go home. Don't forget to keep resting at home, eating regularly and taking his vitamins" the doctor murmured again, before passing away.

Praba approached Calya, wiping away the tears that were seeping on the woman's cheeks.

"Why crying?" ask Praba.

"You know the reason" replied Calya.

"Child is happiness, infinite sustenance, why mourn?" continued Praba.

"He doesn't have a father anymore."

"You can tell this to Dirga right?"

Calya was silent for a moment.

"If I told you, would everything change? No right? The woman was pregnant too. This will only make Dirga feel more dilemma. After all, I'm not his wife anymore."

"You sure?" tanya Praba confirms Calya's decision.

The woman got up to sit down, then nodded.

"I'll go today too. I will give birth to this child without his father ever knowing. I will raise him with all my might." The sting of a voice spoke from Calya's mouth that was shaking from her sobs.

"Where?" ask Praba.

"To a comfortable place to start a new life" replied Calya.

"Go home to your parents?"

Calya shakes. "No. They don't know about the divorce."

"You're that strong?"

Calya stared fixedly at Praba. "Now I have a new purpose in life. The future of this child."

Slowly, Praba gently rubbed Calya's hair and face. As if helping the woman to let go of her grief, her past. Guide that face to bring out a smile. Towards the future he dreamed of.

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