Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

Memories of Meeting

Dirga had already left for the office, a chance for Calya to go to the market to buy some house necessities. Buckets, pots, baskets and various kitchen utensils are now in Calya's hands.

"Which motorcycle, no one passes by. Already ah riding the angkot only. Crossing a little forward is not papa."

Criiiitttt ....

"Awggghhhhh ...!!!"

Palms... Yokes... Pagoda... Tek dung's...

Only two steps Calya will cross the road, suddenly there is a motor that brakes suddenly. Calya shouted followed by the sound of the items she was carrying falling apart on the asphalt.

"Hey.you! Ride the motor slowly dong. Don't you see if anyone wants to cross?" With a face that was still panicking Calya scolded the motorist.

The driver parked his bike, then got off and approached Calya. He had a helmet covering his head and face. The look on a man's face appeared in front of Calya. His eyes were sharp with his thick eyebrows and his sharp nose.

"Lho, even the angry Mbak. You should be careful if you want to cross the road. Last time Ma'am didn't look at it first, just crossed it." The man defended himself.

"Ehh.don't wait there riding the bike I keep walking so I'm wrong. If anything happens to me, do you want responsibility?"

"It's just called an ambulance, so it's a hassle."

"Ihhh .. Basics, you are."

Piippp... Piippp... Piippp...

The sound of car and motorcycle horns instantly resuscitated Calya and Praba. The motorbike and car stopped because the highway was blocked by Calya's groceries scattered on the asphalt. Spontaneously Calya and Praba together pick up the items, then pull over on the side of the road.

"Now, your stuff! Next time you want to cross carefully look around first." Praba handed a large plastic package containing the items he had picked up earlier to Calya.

"Ish.still blame me. If my husband were here, it would be over you."

"Yes have gone home there report to your husband, if you need to report to RT sir, Pak lurah, mr camat or anywhere."

"All right!!! Remember well my face yes, someday we will definitely meet again, and by then my husband will definitely be beside me, and you will definitely be scolded all out with my husband!" Calya said as she lifted up her luggage, held back the questionnaire and passed away leaving Praba still fixated on looking at her disappearance.

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"Cal... Ready yet? Come dong soon the inauguration of Pak Kasie Pidsus which just started." Dirga who sat in the living room called Calya who did not come out of the room.

"A little bit more Ga, stay cepolin hair nih." Calya answered while busy curling her shoulder-length hair with a hair-rolling ribbon. "It's over, let's go Ga." Calya exited the room in a female dharma uniform while carrying a black bag.

Arriving at Dirga and Calya's office immediately headed for the hall room where the inauguration took place. Dirga then joined the ranks of the officers, while Calya joined the ranks of the wives. The show seems to be about to start, the MC has read out that the head of the office and the officials who will be inducted enter the room.

Two men seem to walk in tandem. One person took a place in front facing the participants of the ceremony, he was the head of the office. Another stood in front of the head, turning his back to the ceremony participants. Calya did not pay much attention when the man who would be appointed as her husband's direct superior entered, and now she could only look at the man's back.

"Such was the inauguration of Mr. Praba Satya Nugraha as the Head of the Special Criminal Section. Next is the gift of salvation. To Mr. Praba Satya Nugraha are welcome to take place in front facing the participants of the ceremony." The MCs read out the next show. When Praba turned his body, Calya who was staring right at Praba immediately jolted.

"God! She's she? Oh .. die me!" Calya hit her own head.

"What's wrong with Dirga?" Ms. Dito reprimanded Calya who looked strange.

"Oh it's okay Miss Dito, it's my head itching, hehe."

"Oh. hayuk Bu Dirga we docked to our respective husbands continue to advance the page to the new Pak Kasie." Ms. Dito pulled my arm walking towards the direction their husband was.

Calya approached Dirga and immediately held tightly to Dirga's arm. They walked towards Praba. When Dirga was right in front of Praba, Calya hid her face behind her husband's body.

"Thank you Dir, I hope you will soon be Kasie. We're going to be around, long time no see it turns out to meet here, office, room anyway."

"Iya Prab, her name is also destiny, hehe. Oh, this is my wife." Dirga introduced his wife to Praba, Calya also slowly raised her face from behind Dirga's back.

"You? Uh..oh...Dirga's mother, huh?" Praba looks surprised to see Calya's face.

"Yes, my gosh he still knows me." Calya said in her heart.

"Yes Sir, I'm Dirga's mother. Congratulations, sir." Calya reached out to Praba, who was greeted by Praba's handwriting.

"It's nice to meet Mom, let alone be with her husband." Praba said again with a smile and raised one eyebrow.

"Gosh my god, he still remembers my words the other day. Calm Calya take a breath and relax." Calya said in her heart trying to calm herself down.

"Oh yes already yuk we continued Ga, who digantri behind still a lot of nih." Calya encouraged her husband's body to walk to end the conversation.

The last event of the inauguration was lunch together. Calya certainly can't enjoy the food. Glance Praba with a triumphant smile continued to love him.

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The wall clock shows at 21:00 WIT. Calya looked uneasy staring at her phone screen. Several times he dialed Dirga number but only the voice of the operator he heard that the number was inactive.

How Calya is not agitated, should now Dirga has arrived in Jakarta and should have given him the news. Her restless heart made the air tonight feel hot for her. Calya stepped out onto the porch. The sky looks forward to the stars to cheer him up tonight.

Criittt.... Pip .. pip....

The sound of a motorcycle brake accompanied by the sound of his horn suddenly startled Calya from her daydream. Calya looked at the motorcycle. A man came down and then opened his helmet.

"Hi Mother Dirga, how come these nights daydream on your own porch anyway?" The man greeted Calya.

"You?! Uh... I'm sorry, Father?" Calya seems misbehaved after realizing that the man who came was the man who had fought with her on the streets, who turned out to be her husband's field boss in the office. "I'm not daydreaming, just inside it's a little hot so look for the wind outside."

"How come the wind itself? Not a nemenin?"

"Theirga is going to Jakarta, sir."

"Dinas to Jakarta? In what order? How do I not know?"

"Lho the hell time you don't know? But he said it was sudden, this morning can the phone keep the sore departing."

"Oh so yeah." Praba seemed to frown, like something was stuck in his mind, but he did not want to continue the conversation about Dirga's departure to Jakarta.

"Self why are the nights here?"

"Dirga's mother is still cynical to me. I want to check the house next door, starting tomorrow I move to the house to be closer to the office. My official house is now a bit far away, after all I'm alone, so if you live here there can be a chat friend."

"Cynic? Just the feeling of my father. I used to, besides, I had also forgotten about the incident at that time."

"Have forgotten but what is it called? Yes, Miss Dirga, I want to enter the house first, want to check the condition first." Praba said as he passed towards the official house which was right next to the house occupied by Dirga and Calya.

"Be careful, sir, the house has been empty for a long time. Usually the empty house has many looks." Calya spoke as she glanced towards Praba who was walking. Hearing Calya's words, Praba immediately turned his face to Calya. Surprised by Praba's gaze, Calya immediately turned her back and entered the house and closed the door. Praba then smiled and shook his head.

Calya who was already inside the house for a moment peeking from the window curtain, he saw that Praba had entered the house, the lights inside were already visible. Calya looked back at the screen of her phone, pushed back Dirga's phone number, but still only the voice of the operator she heard.

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