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"Di ... Rara is in Bogor!! Dyah!!" call Mas Hendra when he entered his house by shouting.

Hendra did not find Dyah, his wife. The dining room is clean. Cantika herself plays in the back garden with her nanny. Then, where is Dyah?

For three days now, Dyah took permission for illness.

Hendra climbed the stairs to his master room. The bedroom door was opened, but the room was empty and nobody was there. Hendra went inside and opened the bathroom door, hoping Dyah was in the bathroom, but in fact Dyah was not there either.

"Dyeah!! Where are you!!" hendra shouted loudly and a thunderous voice.

The Cantican nurse approached Hendra, her husband.

"Sorry Mister. Madame Dyah took a taxi, and did not say goodbye to where. When I asked anywhere, Madam Dyah just kept quiet and went berllau," said Pengsuh Cantika slowly. There were doubts as to when it would pass this information to its master.

"Rangh ... Why didn't you say that from earlier. I don't have to spend my energy screaming like this. Waste of time" said Hendra in a loud voice.

Hendra went down the stairs and took his smartphone out of his trouser pocket. Hendr is still trying to contact Dyah.

The phone connection was connected, but beum was also picked up by Dyah.

"Rangh ... You've been anywhere!! I'm worried!! If you go it's too late!!' firmly Hendra with an advising voice.

"Sorry," said Dyah from the phone line across the street.

"That's it. Where are you now?" ask Hendra slowly. Hendra tried to dampen his emotions. Dyah it can not be cleaned, which is even harder nnatiya. Not loud to scream but hard to be selfish and silent to choose his own way of thinking.

"I'm in a taxi online, Mas. I went to Bogor," said Dyah slowly without any feelings of guilt.

"To Bogor!! Why are you going to Bogor!! Whose place are you going?" asked Hendra curiously. But Hendra had guessed, of course Dyah will go to Bogor following Rara to the place of Baihaqi.

"You'll see Rara. Rara wants to go back to the village. Now it is in Bogor, in Mas Baihaqi's place," Dyah told Hendra.

"Mas will follow you. You know Dy's address?" mash Hendra said quickly.

"Rara is already shareloc Mas. You went to Bigir too? I want to arrive" said Dyah slowly.

"Wait for Mas there" said Mas Hendra loudly.

"Yes, Mas" replied Dyah slowly.

Mas Hendra hung up his phone and then followed Dyah, his wife to Bogor.

Dyah already smpai in Bogor right in front of Pndok pesantren owned by Baihaqi in accordance with the location and address given by Rara.

"Dye!!" call Rara in a very loud voice across the street.

Dyah just got off his online Taxi, after paying his fare from Jakarta to Bogor.

"Hi, Ra!!" dyah replied in a loud voice while waving her right hand to Rara.

Dyah crossed the street and immediately hugged Rara's body tightly.

"How are you, Ra?" tanya Dyah who still hugged Rara. Her tears just fell from both of Dyah's eyes. It feels bubuh haru, there is kelas, happy mix that can not be expressed with words.

"Hey ... Why crying?" rara asked slowly while loosening her embrace with Dyah.

Dyah still lowered her head and held back the rest of her tears that still wanted to go down just like that.

Rara's hand tried to shake Dyah's face.

"You're wrong Ra!! I was thinking no-no about all of this. I think you hate me for Cantas" Dyah said in self-defense.

Rara shook her head slowly.

"We've been friends for a long time. You should know, what is my attitude? My nature? My character?" rara explained.

"Lapar .." said Dyah suddenly diverted his speech.

"You're a habit, Dy. If you are serious about talking, you must ask for food because you are hungry," said Rara upset.

"Bodo. After you anyway, Ra makes me stressed," ketus Dyah annoyed.

Rara twirled Dyah's lips with her right hand in anxiety.

"What do you want to eat? I don't know this place. But Mother Warti is smart to cook, let her cook," said Rara slowly.

"Good idea. Since when have you been here? A year? Is she going to be the wife of a Ustad?" god Dyah while chuckling.

"What the hell. Habit, I love to be seduced, "sorry Rara then took Dyah's arm and led her to the bamboo house.

"Where? So Ustad's wife-to-be?" asked Dyah while smiling.

"Heh, Apaan anyway. The two of us are different, Dy," Rara replied briefly as she walked towards the bamboo house.

"Keep that you two aren't different means you want to, don't you, Ra? Honestly with me! Mas Baihaqi is super good," said Dyah slowly. Dyah had known Mas Baihaqi for a long time, since he knew Mas Hendra, Dyah also knew all of Mas Hendra's friends and brothers.

"Yes, it's good even very good. Many things have been done Mas Baihaqi for me," said Rara slowly.

"What's your problem? Is not Mas Baihaqi also able to accept your pregnant state and accept your child as his own, right?" ask Dyah slowly.

Rara nodded slowly and honestly. His face looked sad, something stuck in his heart since last night.

"Indeed right. But ..." Rara's words stopped. His lips closed and did not want to talk about it anymore.

He looked towards Rara. Looking at the beautiful face of his friend was curious.

"But what?" ask the curious Dyah.

Rara took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Because we are different, Dy," replied Rara Lirih.

"Seriously!! You're already starting to like Mas Baihaqi, Ra?" tanya Dyah started kepo with Rara's short answer.

"Not like it because of love or anything. But, I'm amazed. Amazed by all his kindness regardless of feathers, who he helped," answered Rara explained.

"Why don't you just convert? Aren't you the one who said, your Mama's big family is also mostly Muslim?" tanya Dyah sedkit plan hesitated. Afraid that the question would offend Rara.

"Dy, converting is easy. But, if we're not sure what to do? I'm flexible. Do you know what my history is like having a girlfriend? All the men I've been close to are men who have always been different in principle" said Rara slowly.

Rara is not a fanatic. Rara is more flexible in accepting everything well, not choosing who to be friends and friends with.

"You don't want to try, Ra? Opportunity does not come twice. Mas Baihaqi is perfect" Dyah said slowly.

"Jalani alone Dy. I just want to explain everything like water, so that there is no compulsion until it is not burdened. Even if you have to change beliefs, maybe it is my fate path," replied Rara slowly explained.

"Your answer is always wise. I as a friend can only support you, Ra," said Dyah slowly.