
Day after day had passed, time so very quickly turned around.
For a month, Dika did not find the whereabouts of his wife.
He had given up, almost all the places he had searched, even he had tracked down his wife. But to no avail, the only thing he has not done is to report the police.
He did not do it, because he knew very well if his own family hid the whereabouts of his wife and daughter.
Today is a happy day for Rival and Dela. Rival is currently saying kabul ijab loudly and without pause.
Everyone was happy, because Rival finally decided to marry his lover Dela.
There was a heated debate between the two a week before the wedding.
The trigger for their quarrel is Sania who comes back and terrorizes her into asking Rival to take responsibility for her pregnancy.
So that his father intervened so that Dela believed that what Sania said was a lie.
Rival seemed happy, at this moment they were being king and the look of a day.
Dika looked at the innocent face of his brother who had hidden his wife, the look on Dika's face did not emit any happiness at all.
While busy wrestling with his thoughts, a little boy came up to him and gave him a cold drink.
“Papa, this is for Papa.”
Dika was silent for a moment, then rubbed his face violently. Without caring about the little boy in front of him.
“Huft ... in many crowded places Clara's voice is always clearly heard in my ears,” he murmured.
Clara heard him chuckle, because Dika did not realize that she was in front of him and thought that she was dreaming.
“Papa,” Call Clara again.
Dika immediately fell silent, immediately he realized if the voice was not his hallucination alone.
“Clara,” he said softly staring at Clara who was in front of him.
Clara nodded, then laughed amusedly at Dika's disbelief in him.
“Papa why?” ask Clara.
Slowly Dika held onto Clara's two puffed cheeks, Dika sensed that it was really real.
“Clara, this is you, baby. Clara Papa's son?” tanyanya enthusiastic.
Clara nodded.
Without waiting any longer, Dika hugged her daughter tightly to make Clara protest because she had difficulty breathing.
“Honey, Papa misses you so much, son! You go anywhere Darling.” Hugged his daughter back tightly.
“Hm ... Grandpa said it's a secret, Clara has promised not to tell anyone.”
Dika nodded, he was proud of the honesty of his daughter even kept his promise to his grandfather.
“Alright, you guys made Papa die. Where's Mama?” he asked her not to see Dea around him.
“Mama in room,”.
“Room. What number in the room?” tanyakanya.
Clara whispered something in Dika's ear, making Dika smile cunningly at her daughter's whisper.
“Clara play with grandpa, Papa wants to catch up with Mama for a bit.”
Clara nodded.
Without waiting anymore, Dika immediately moved from his seat and stepped quickly to the hotel room.
Because his sister had a wedding reception at one of Rival's own hotels.
Arriving at the room, Dika immediately opened the door.
“You guys came out for a while, I want to talk to my wife for a bit,” she told the hotel clerk who was cleaning the room.
Seeing them come out, Dika immediately locked the door of the room while looking at his wife.
He wants to be angry, miss and everything becomes one.
“Where are you hiding? Do you know, I'm almost crazy looking for you all over this city!”
“What are you talking about anyway? When did I say that? Jeez!” rubbing his hair rough.
Dea folded her hands, even though she was still angry at her husband.
Dika looked at his wife who had not wanted to see him since.
“Darling, I'm sorry. Don't be like this again,” he said weakly pulled his wife's hand and took his wife.
He hugged his wife tightly, longing for the scent of his wife's body that had been almost two months without any news at all.
“Do not leave me this way again, I cannot be separated from you. I can't get away from you guys,” he said still hugging his wife.
Dea did not say a word, actually she also missed her husband very much. However, her husband's words were extremely painful in her heart.
“Darling, are you still angry? Why are you quiet?” his question released his decapitation.
Dea just shook her head.
“I just want to be alone,” he said softly.
Hearing that, the look on Dika's face immediately turned sad.
Dika got up from his seat, appreciating Dea who wanted to be alone.
Dea looked at him with pity, let alone Dika's face looking thin. The fine fur was left alone, even the body that looked so thin.
“Honey,” call Dea, see her middle husband unlock the door.
Dika fell silent, then turned her body to look at Dea.
“Do you not want to hug your future child first before leaving?” asked Dea while rubbing her stomach which still looks flat.
When he frowned, he did not understand Dea's words.
“I don't understand? Which child are you talking about? I've met Clara downstairs, she herself said if you were in this room.”
“Not Clara. But your son, he's grown in my womb.”
Dika still did not budge, to make Dea upset. Because her husband is not like a television drama.
“I'm pregnant with your child!” dea said a little ketus.
When he woke up, he quickly approached Dea and hugged her.
“You pregnant, Honey?” tanyanya still hugged his wife's body.
“Hm ..” Dea.
Pt ...
“Thank you for bringing this happy news, dear. Forgive me, punish me for what I said that hurt you. But, don't go again.” Looking at his wife's face.
“Depends! If you still repeat your actions again, your jealousy is out of bounds. I will disappear for good and never find me again!” dea Tham.
“Iya, don't go. I promise, the incident will not be repeated again.” Invite his wife to sit on the edge of the bed.
Then he crouched down to put his face in front of his wife's stomach.
“Child Papa, healthy keep yes Dear.” Pt ... Cup, repeatedly tasting his wife's flat stomach.
Dea smiled as she rubbed her husband's head.
“Honey, you look so skinny. Have you never eaten?” tanyanya was so concerned.
Dika shook his head.
“I eat, just not regular. Morning to evening I work, sometimes I forget to eat. At night I keep looking for your whereabouts, even I often sleep in the car. All that I did to make up for my mistakes and also still looking for your whereabouts,” said still rubbed his wife's stomach.
Dea could not bear to hear her husband's story, her in-laws really taught her a lesson worth learning. Didn't even tell Dika their whereabouts, the truth was that they had been living in Rival's villa.
“I'm sorry, Honey. All this Rival sister who planned it, I just follow the groove.”
“Don't apologize, I know that my brother planned this. I have received the consequences of my actions.”
Back hugging his wife, Dika had not let go of his arms to his wife.
He wanted to shed his deep longing, as if reluctant to let go of his embrace. High fear, if Dea leaves him back.
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