Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

Reception and the Moon

The hotel ballroom that will be occupied to hold the wedding reception Dirga and Haira tonight is already seen crowded. The guests have started to arrive.

In one of the hotel rooms, Haira was still dressed by a MUA. Dirga was on the toilet to change clothes.

"Sir Haira, are you ready yet?" ask Mirna after entering the room.

"A little more, Ma'am, just put on his crown," said Mbak MUA.

Mirna sat in bed waiting.

"Well, it's done" said the woman, holding Haira's hand and leading her to her feet.

At the same time, Dirga was out of the toilet. His exact gaze falling on Haira made his footsteps come to a halt.

Dirga's blood rippled as she watched the beautiful scenery plastered in front of her. Her inner mumble praising Haira's beauty in a wedding dress complete with a crown on her hijab.

"Mas, let's grab Haira's hand. We immediately go to the ballroom, the guests have arrived," Mirna told Dirga who immediately jerked her.

Dirga just nodded then rushed over to Haira. Haira also hooked her hand on Dirga's arm. Led by Mirna, they walked into the ballroom.

All the guests stood up to welcome the arrival of Haira and Dirga in the room. Decades of admiration rumbled as everyone watched the mismatched bride. The bridegroom and the beautiful woman.

Haira looked very happy throughout the event, not stopping her hands circling her husband's arms. As if unaware, there was another woman's heart that was being injured far away.

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Praba who has learned that tonight Dirga will hold a wedding reception also looks restless in his room. She could feel the pain that Calya had experienced when revealing that to her yesterday.

His brain kept thinking how to get Calya through tonight without crying. Soon, he reaches for his cell phone, finds Calya's contact and starts texting her.

[Bu Dirga .. have you slept?]

Undeliverable. While waiting, Praba kept praying for Calya to read his message.

Calya who was still awake with tears that bathed her eyes realized there was an incoming message in her car.

[Sir Praba must know that I won't be able to sleep tonight.] Calya replied to Praba's message.

[What ... Miss Dirga is crying?] reply Praba again.

[My eyes are dry.]

[Can Ms Dirga go out to the yard?]

[For what?]

[I want to entertain.]

[Why?]

[So Ms. Dirga is not sad anymore.]

[How do I do?]

[Okay.]

Praba rushed down from his bed and passed out into the courtyard. The same thing Calya did.

"Then ...?" calya asked after meeting Praba in the courtyard.

"We sit on the bench first" said Praba, pointing to a long bench in their yard.

Calya also complied and now they have sat side by side but still take distance.

"Mother Dirga, have you ever looked at the full moon?" tanya Dirga started the conversation.

"Yes" replied Calya.

"Beautiful right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Look at that month!" said Praba while pointing towards the moon that is fully glowing.

"It's a full moon" said Calya, looking at the moon.

"In that month there was a goddess who was sad" said Praba.

"How did you know?" ask Calya.

"Let my mother say," he answered.

"A fairy tale?"

"Yes, a childhood fairy tale but I've always remembered it today."

"Why?"

"Mother says .. If I'm sad, go out and look at the moon in the sky. There was a goddess watching the earth. When man is happy, the goddess is happy. The opposite is true." Praba's eyes sparkled as he said.

"Does Mr. Praba remember his mother?"

"I remember it every day. My mother was the greatest woman I've ever met. He is a fighter. Hence, I want all women like her."

"Fighters?" Calya turned towards Praba. He saw the man's face so sad and full of sincerity.

"Yes, my mother always struggled with her sadness. Just like you, I have experienced sadness. But for him hope must not be broken, the spirit of life must continue to radiate."

"According to Mr. Praba .. can I get through this?"

"certainly could. There will be an estuary from every river. There will be an end to every sorrow."

Praba returned Calya's gaze. Calya felt that she had entered into the spirit of protection that Praba had given her through those interlocking eye rays.

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