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Rara continued to rub Dyah's back slowly until her best friend was completely calm and could more easily tell what was going on.
Rara also loosened her embrace so that Dyah could take a deep breath and be more relieved after being exhaled slowly. Sometimes lack of oxygen can make us stress and urination continues.
"You're calm now, Dy. Take a deep breath and exhale very slowly. You repeat once again. You just told me what happened to you" said Rara slowly while holding onto Dyah's shoulders.
Dyah's face was depressed, pale, lethargic and looked very tired. Not to mention the swelling on his face and the two moist Dyah eyes. It was ascertained overnight more Dyah cried because he had problems in his household with Mas Hendra.
Dyah also helped relax Rara's embrace and began to follow Rara's direction asking to take a deep breath and exhale slowly until the tightness in her chest was increasingly felt.
"Huffttt ..." Dyah's breath was so rough that it was clearly heard.
"It's been a little quiet, Dy?" ask Rara slowly and remove the remaining tears that are still on the cheeks and part of the face of Dyah. the tears had mixed into one with nasal fluid which immediately came out due to tightness in his chest.
Dyah could only nod slowly and resignedly. He was completely confused and no longer knew what to do.
"Cantica? Why didn't you come here with Cantika?" rara asked slowly while looking at Dyah who was still trying to wipe away the trace of tears on her face.
Again Dyah just shook his head slowly.
"Cantika was brought by Mother" replied Dyah Iirih.
"Brought Mom? Dy's story, what the hell is going on? Not usually, are you begii?" ask Rara slowly.
"Ra .." - Lyih Dyah hugged Rara tightly. Dyah's heart was currently completely muddled and unable to think clearly. Her crying broke back and sounded heartbreaking. It was obvious that her disappointment and pain were so obvious through that cry.
"Dy, come on. Don't be like this. I'm curious. Tell me, if this continues, I am even confused, how to silence you," said Rara slowly while rubbing the bronze Dyah gently.
Dyah's back trembled up and down, every muffled breath and out of his sense of smell felt until his body went up and down holding tightness.
"Ra .. You want to beat me up, right? You want to hear my story, right? Everything from aal to the end?" said Dyah softly with a hiccup holding back his crying that was still rushing.
Slowly Rara nodded her head at Dyah's shoulder. Rara let go of the hug and stared fixedly at Dyah.
"I want to hear everything. I'm ready to take it all, Dy. What's up?" asked Rara in a soft voice.
I am so glad I can say that important thing. The tightness in his chest was slightly reduced, but his sadness was still felt in Dyah's heart.
Rara was surprised and stared intently at Dyah with a sense of no confidence. Her ears are still fine, but why listen to this unpleasant news.
"I didn't hear wrong, did I, Dy? Was Hendra cheating? He's the perfect man in our eyes and another woman. The man is kind, friendly and seems far from the word for all sorts of things" Rara said.
"But that's the truth?! That's a fact, Ra! Are you also going to defend Mas Hendra like the others?!! And don't trust me!! Don't believe what I said!! You think I'm talking about this?!!" yelled Dyah who was getting hysterical.
"Dyeah!! I didn't say I didn't believe what you said?! I'm just commenting on what I've seen all this time about Mas Hendra. That's all!! It's not that I don't trust you" Rara replied firmly and loudly.
"But what you say as if what I say is just a figment of the thumb" said Dyah slowly. Dyah was already frustrated, not knowing who else he should be to complain about this problem. The test this time felt very heavy after so many years together with Mas Hendra.
"No Dy. Not at all I think that way. I'm just a little surprised by all that you say. I've known you for a long time and we've been best friends since you didn't know Mas Henda until you married him. And I've known Mas Hendra well since you knew him, but all this time I've been good value until this bad news I heard from your own mouth about Mas hendra. If I don't, am I wrong?" ask Rara slowly to Dyah.
Dyah only fell silent after hearing Rara's explanation. Dyah thought Rara was the same as the others and his family who did not want to listen to all his complaints about Mas Hendra.
Honestly, Mas Hendra is too perfect so that the act of nistanya ii no one believes. But, Dyah managed to gather evidence these past few months. The evidence that leads to and proves all acts of infidelity Mas Hendra is real.
"I'm sorry, Ra. I've accused you of not being good. I am currently completely confused and in a dilemma" Dyah said slowly.
"Proof what you have. Please tell me everything," Rara said in a pleading tone.
Dyah nodded his head slowly. His heart has begun to calm, his mind was muaia can be invited to think clearly. Now Dyah can and is better prepared to tell all the problems he is facing.
"Thus ... Initially this all started during a tourist event to Bali held by Mas Hendra's office about a year ago," said Dyah slowly. Dyah began the beginning of events that made mas hendra now change his attitude towards himself and also Cantika.
"When to Bali? Then?" rara asked curiously.
"Yes. It all started a year ago. Hendra and the tour guide. Four days and four nights together either on a tourist bus or in a hotel and getting to know each other makes them closer and communication continues after returning to Jakarta. I never thought bad, though, I think Mas Hendra is still the Mas Hendra I know from a long time ago who continues to love me and cantika and remains a Mas Hendra who holds the promise of loyalty but it turns out, it is, the charm of the tour guide can bewitch the mind and heart of Mas Hendra in an instant. Loyalty, love, affection in a short time can change," said Dyah slowly with a pushy look while remembering some of the painful events.
"Are you sure, Dy? Mas Hendra's change of attitude was because of the tour guide? Is there any other evidence, Dy?" rara asked slowly in curiosity.
Dyah nodded slowly.
