
The two immediately left Kampung Langit holding hands. Dirga's phone rang, but he ignored it. Dhatu could only faintly smile at the man's attitude. He knew, maybe Dirga's attitude to him was only for a moment, only because of his anger at Cana, but no one knew what would happen tomorrow, when the woman begged and asked Dirga back. Therefore, Dhatu still keep the heart, so as not to be fully lulled. He knows himself, consciously right, if it is not that easy to forget love. All of this was just anger enveloping the man's heart.
"Better to lift, Mas. Maybe it's important," Dhatu said as soon as they were sitting in the car, about to go to the next destination.
Dirga looked at Dhatu sharply. Wonder why the woman was relaxed, but she realized. Of course his association with other women will not affect Dhatu, there is never any feeling between them. Only he felt something, but not necessarily the woman felt the same way.
"Are you not in trouble?" Dirga looked at the woman researching.
Dhatu tried to turn his face away, but Dirga prevented by cupping the woman's face with both hands. "Is it really not a problem?"
Dhatu bit his lower lip. "No problem" he said briefly, releasing Dirga's hand from his face. Then Dhatu threw a glance out the window.
Dirga smiled, then looked out the window. What's he expected? It's ridiculous if he thinks Dhatu has feelings for him. All this time, the woman had only done her duty. Only limited responsibility as a wife, as he tried to do also when giving his debit card to Dhatu. Only because of the compulsion of the relationship. The unwanted heart. Similarly, when the woman said she would not betray him, it must be just because of one of the dhatu's responsibilities for their marriage. He began to dislike the coercion between them.
Abra who was sitting in the driver's seat observed the two from the middle rear-view mirror The atmosphere in the back seat was so gripping. Just this morning, he saw the excitement between the two. Why did their mood change so quickly? Abra's spinning brains. He was asked to bring the two closer, not away like this.
"Are you ready to go to the next place, sir, ma'am?" he tried to melt the silence. There is no way that he is lulled in the awkwardness that is created. He had to take the two to a place that would bring them back close.
Dirga looked at the young man and said, "Please."
Silence back trap, the journey was stifling for Dirga who realized if there was no hope for him. Dhatu should not have any taste in him. He treated the woman badly.
"We're heading to Monument Ground Zero Bali. Father and Mother can enjoy the Bali bomb memorial monument a few years ago."
"Can we go to the beach?" ask Dirga. He needed a warm wind that might be able to suppress the pain that enveloped his heart.
"Monument first, new beach." Dhatu started to make a sound.
The desire of the two different makes Abra confused, while Dhatu and Dirga look at each other. Dirga relented, maybe indeed Dhatu wants to visit many places, unlike him who has been back and forth visiting Bali, to prefer sitting relaxed on the beach.
"Yes, go to the monument first."
Abra nodded, feeling a little relieved because he did not have to see a husband and wife arguing like he often witnessed. The guest this time, prefers silence and always avoids debate, unlike the bride and groom in general.
Minutes by minutes have passed. They arrived at their destination. Abra came down this time and led the two to the Monument. Describe the historic place to both guests.
"This memorial monument is named Panca Continental Monument and is better known to tourists by the name of Ground Zero Bali Monument." Abra explained, while Dhatu was nodding. Dirga only watched Dhatu in silence, not interested in Abra's explanation.
Dirga reached out her phone. "Pake my own phone."
Abra smiles and receives Dirga's phone. The two stood rigidly in front of the monument, making Abra astonished. "Sir Dirga is better to embrace mother, so that the results are better and relaxed. It's not gonna take a picture."
Dirga smiled sweetly, then embraced Dhatu's waist, bringing the bodies of the two closer together. Dhatu's reflexes turned to Dirga with a confused face, and Dhatu's unpreparedness was perpetuated by mobile phone cameras.
"May again, ma'am."
Dhatu nodded slowly and both smiled towards the camera. Abra looked at the photo and was satisfied with the results. He showed the photos to Dhatu and also Dirga.
"Are you enough or want another photo?"
Dirga is fascinated to see Dhatu's smile that has been immortalized into his cell phone camera. That woman is more suited to smiling. "Perfect" said Dirga briefly. Dhatu turned to Dirga, his heart warmed despite the fear that enveloped him.
Can she fall in love with a man who is legally her husband? However, what if what the man said before was only due to a moment of disappointment and anger? Is he willing to return to the pain.
"You want to go around first or go to the beach?" ask Abra.
"Beach," said Dhatu briefly.
Abra again led the two towards the car. Dirga clasped Dhatu's hand tightly. "I don't want you to disappear" Dirga said as Dhatu looked at him.
Dhatu was unable to prevent his rustling heart, a foreign taste entered and filled every recess of his heart.
A short trip takes them to Kuta Beach, the most famous beach destination on the island of Bali. The coastline of Kuta is very sloping, yellowish white sand with a very fine sand texture, the attraction of this place. Abra advises the two to stay longer and watch the breathtaking sunset view.
Abra left them both, to give them privacy. Dirga linking his fingers in between the fingers of Dhatu. He knows that he does not deserve a woman as good as Dhatu. He felt dwarfed and helpless, only this time he was afraid of losing so much. What if Dhatu no longer feels responsible in carrying out his role as a wife? Will the woman leave him?
Dirga invited Dhatu to sit on the beach and let their bare feet swept away by the waves. The sea breeze plays Dhatu's long hair, the woman looks perfect in Dirga's eyes. The Dirga reflex touches Dhatu's cheek, then tucks the woman's hair behind the ear. He smiled sweetly, making Dhatu's cheeks hot because of his tenderness.
"Tu .. I know this is too rushed. Impressed as immature. Especially after breaking off my relationship with another woman." Dirga stared into the woman's bead of eyes, "but, may I love you?"
Time seems to stop rolling, leaving both in dimensions and vacuum that can not be entered by others. Both of them looked at the sudden, silent atmosphere.