Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)
Contradistinction



Praba listened to the story told by Myesha. He decides to meet Calya, after finishing his lunch.


Myesha had just come out of the room while carrying a tray containing Calya's used plate. Praba then decided to knock on the door of the room.


"May I come in, Cal?" ask Praba from behind the door.


Calya, who noticed Praba's presence, got up and got out of bed. He opens the door.


"What's up, Prab?" ask Calya.


"Can we talk for a minute?"


Calya was silent for a moment. She knew, Myesha must have told her about Dirga's arrival.


"Yes, we just chat in the living room" said Calya.


Praba agreed. They both headed to the living room.


After sitting on the sofa there, Praba started a conversation.


"How are you doing?"


"Your question is strange, Prab. We'll meet every day" said Calya.


"I mean, your situation after meeting him" said Praba.


"Him? Em ... You mean Dirga?" Calya clarifies Praba's question.


Praba.


"I'm relieved. Dirga finally found out about this pregnancy" replied Calya.


"Then?"


"At first he was still suspicious, but I didn't force him to believe it. After that, he asked for too much."


"What?" Praba leaned his face which revealed curiosity.


"Dirga invited me to refer him."


Calya's reply made Praba exhale violently. He did not seem to like Dirga's statement.


"Want to?" tanya Praba gamang's.


"I refused it" replied Calya.


This time Praba breathed a sigh of relief.


"But ... Dirga said that it wasn't finished. He's still going to keep trying so that I and he can be together again."


Hearing that, Praba raised his eyeball. He did not expect if Dirga to think like that. His presence certainly backfired for the future of his relationship with Calya.


"You don't have to think about it, Cal. Just pay attention to your health condition and also your content. Dirga won't do anything to you."


Praba stared at Calya. He gave the woman confidence that he would always be with her.


***


The next day, while at the office, Praba had already intended to meet Dirga. He arrives early and sends Arya a message to tell Dirga to meet him when he arrives.


A few minutes later, Dirga entered the office. After getting a message from Arya, Dirga immediately stepped into Praba's room. He himself had planned to meet his superiors.


"Sit down, Dir," said Praba when he saw Dirga's presence.


Dirga also did that order. Sit in the front seat of the Praba table.


"You must know why I called you here" said Praba.


"It is definitely not about work" said Dirga.


"Yes, so I think you already know what I'm going to say" Praba said.


"To not bother Calya?" dirga asked while raising one eyebrow.


"It's good that you know not to do that" said Praba.


"Calya was pregnant with my child, in religion was allowed to refer, especially because of that. I've decided to do that. I'll get Calya again" said Dirga.


"Dir .. You already have a new household. Calya won't be willing to marry you again. It hurt him enough. Let him now live in peace and on his own accord" said Praba.


"I have a reason to re-marry her, and no one should ban her" Dirga said.


"Calya doesn't want to come back to you" said Praba.


"Maybe for now, but things can change. After meeting her yesterday, I knew that Calya still loved me. After all, between me and Calya was connected by that child. No one can forget that."


"Biologically, you are indeed the father of the child. But I'm the one who's gonna take care of him. Me and Calya promised to be together. I will marry Calya after she gives birth" said Praba as if he did not want to lose to Dirga.


"Before that happens, Calya will be my wife again" Dirga said.


Hearing Praba's words, Dirga gasped. However, he still does not want to look lost to Praba.


"They also certainly do not want if their grandchildren grow up without their real father" said Dirga.


"Your current wife will definitely not want to be combined" Praba replied again.


"Haira is not an obstacle" said Dirga.


Look at the eyes of the two men fighting against each other. The currents of resistance to each other were looking at each other. The reason is certain, they are defending their own desires.


***


Today, the schedule of Myesha and Bagas lectures is low. They decided to go home soon in order to deliver customer orders.


However, arriving in front of the house, and while looking at Haira's house, Myesha suddenly thought of something.


"Gas, you can help me, right?" Myesha approaches Bagas who just got off his bike.


"What, Sha?" ask Bagas.


"You go to that front house. Pretend to be an RT officer who wants to record the number of citizens. You ask anyone who lives in that house" Myesha explained.


"For what, Sha?" tanya Bagas was confused.


Myesha then whispered to Bagas. The young man seemed to understand what his lover meant. Bagas nodded, then rushed to the house on his motorcycle. While Myesha herself went inside the house and peeked out from behind the window curtain.


Arriving in front of the house, Bagas knocked on the door. Not long after, Haira came out and opened it. Haira felt that she did not know Bagas so she asked him what he meant. Bagas introduced himself as an RT officer, as instructed by Myesha. He also mentioned his intention to come to the house.


After a few minutes of being at Haira's house, Bagas finally came out. Since Haira was still watching him, Bagas pretended to ride his motorcycle and drove it outside the complex. A few minutes later, he returned to Myesha's house.


Seeing the arrival of Bagas, Myesha immediately opened the door and brought Bagas inside.


"Where, Gas?" ask Myesha.


For a moment, Bagas took his breath.


"Crazy, Sha. Just this time I became a detective like this," said Bagas.


"Already ah, let's spit. What info do you get?" sergeant Myesha.


"In that house there were only two people, Sha. The couple was married, without children and anyone," Bagas said.


"Without children?" reset Myesha make sure.


Bagas.


"Em .. means, what exactly do they have children but not with them here, or ...."


"They don't have any children."


Bagas' answer made Myesha's eyes round. Because he is still curious about the shape of Haira's body that is not like showing pregnancy when they meet. Myesha is still wondering about what happened to Haira's pregnancy when in the end it turns out they have not had a child.


***


In a small town on Sulawesi Island.


Mr. Darmawan is in the yard, while his wife is doing work in the kitchen.


Mr. RT who happened to pass by, stopped in front of Mr. Darmawan's house to announce that the house in front of Mr. Darmawan's house will have new residents. Some time ago the homeowner did sell the house because it would move duties to another city.


"Buy this house bachelor boy, sir. Yesterday I reported myself to me, he said today will start staying," said Mr. RT.


"Where are people from, sir?" ask Mr. Darmawan.


"His family is from the village next door. He said he just came from out of town. If I look around, I think his face is not foreign so. Just yesterday he was in a hurry so we talked not long," said Mr. RT.


"Oh yes, sir. Later if the person has come, I am samperin," said Mr. Darmawan.


The conversation was over when Mr. RT said goodbye to leave.


A few hours later, an open car stopped in front of the house. Some household furniture came down from the car. Two people carried them one by one into the house.


Seeing that, Mr. Darmawan also came out of the house. I want to help her new neighbor.


"Excuse me, which house does this have?" ask Mr. Darmawan to someone who is there.


"Oh, who's inside, sir," said the man.


"Oh yes, please call, say that the front neighbor of the house wants to meet and help," said Mr. Darmawan.


The man entered the house and made a request of Mr. Darmawan. A few minutes later, the owner came out to see him.


"Sir," hissed the man, turning Mr. Darmawan's face to him.


Just when the middle-aged man saw the new neighbor's face, his countenance stiffened immediately. His eyes are a little bigger. He did not expect that the person who would live in front of his house was a familiar figure.


***