
The two decide to spend the remaining time by the beach, holding hands while walking barefoot, letting their feet enjoy the white sand and the waves that kiss the beach. Like being in a fairyland, both do not want to return to real life that often offers pain. If only, life could be as beautiful as a fairy tale, maybe, no one in this world would be sad.
"What else do you want to know about me, Tu?"
Dhatu. "Nothing is."
Dirga put on a sad face, making Dhatu stop the steps. She smiled as she gently stroked her husband's face. Dirga looks so different. When this close, he almost did not believe that the man was the CEO of the company where he worked. The man, who was usually the stranger, now walked by his side, holding hands and sharing laughter.
"I know a lot about you. Like you who do not like to eat toge, always drink water first before starting to eat, or you like to put a gym bag near the entrance."
Dirga looked at Dhatu in surprise. He didn't know that she knew much about him. Even the little things. There was a bit of happiness in his heart, but it disappeared as soon as he realized, if Dhatu did it only because of the sense of responsibility and status between them. For the rest, the woman never considered him as her man.
"Do you pay attention to such detail just because of the status between us? Just doing your duty?."
Dhatu smiled and stared into Dirga's bead. At first, it was just responsibility. It was only because of the status between them, but that reason started to change. The more he looked at the man, the more messed up his feelings became. Like when Dirga accidentally ate toge and immediately mopped it out while showing a sour face like a boy when eating food that he did not like or when Dirga put a bag near the door and was surprised to find it above the living room sofa with the contents of the bag that has changed with clean clothes. The man will pretend to be a fool with a miracle in his gym bag, pretending not to look, but several times Dhatu catches a wet smile that the man tries to hide from him.
"Initially it was only because of my duty as a wife, but slowly that reason has changed."
Dirga's face beamed, he immediately brought Dhatu into his arms. "I can't wait to make you fall in love with me, Tu."
Dhatu smiled in Dirga's arms, hiding his shy blushed face. He could hear the symphony of Dirga's heart so intoxicating. It has become the candle. The warmth that the man shared, not only warmed his body, but his heart as well.
"What will happen when I fall in love with you? Is love the end of our relationship?"
Dirga tightened her embrace. "How can love end what is between us? Love will keep us together forever."
Dhatu smiled softly. It is not the love he has known all along. Love is always a reason for separation, the feeling makes us dissatisfied, so often demand more from the people we love. Love is like the beginning to end. Dare to love, then he must be ready also with loss. Dhatu is afraid of it.
Dhatu let go of their embrace. "Nobody can guarantee love. The proof is you, Mom. In the beginning so much to boast of the love that you have, that you hate me, but so soon you turn away." Dhatu bit his lower lip, "sorry, I don't mean to say if your heart quickly turns away. It's just ..."
Dhatu let his words hang in the air. Dhatu's words were like a knife that was stuck right into his heart, pierced and felt so painful. Yes, which fool would believe if his love was sincere. Moreover, all this time he hated Dhatu who had destroyed what was between him and Kana. He who does not really understand love, has misinterpreted the taste, so as not to be able to see the meeting of his own feelings.
Dirga extended her hand to Dhatu. "Continue walking, yuk!"
Dhatu smiled and accepted Dirga's hand. They went back to combing the beach and told a casual story, something they had never done before. Too engrossed in talking, making both of them unconscious of a man running fast and hit Dirga's body. Dhatu shouted and turned to the man who had already drifted away. Dhatu is unable to hide his surprise when Dirga holds his stomach and droops, Dhatu turns his eyes on Dirga's hand. Fresh blood is flowing.
"Mas ... mas .. Why are you?" Dhatu panicked and looked around, his tears began to flow profusely, "please .. anyone please ..." cried Dhatu.
Dhatu's tears flowed increasingly profusely, his body trembling in fear. He pressed down on Dirga's hand which covered his stab wound. "Mas .. I beg you not to stay with me, Mas. Mas .. will be fine."
Dhatu returned to the view. Now, Dirga's head was already on his lap. He screamed as loud as he could. "Supply ...."
Dirga smiled and touched Dirga's face with her trembling hands. "Don't cry. You're ugly when you cry."
Dhatu doesn't care. It's getting sobbing. "Don't say anything else, Mommy."
"My eyes are heavy, Tu."
Fear enveloped his heart. Dhatu shouted again, lucky that now some young people can listen to his request for help and immediately ran towards them.
"Everything's gonna be fine, Mom. I love you, I'm not afraid of my own feelings anymore. I'll treat you as best I can, so don't stay with me, Mas ..."
Dirga smiled listening to Dhatu's words, then his eyes closed. The cry of Dhatu calling out his name were the last words he heard. After that, his consciousness was forcibly taken away.
Dhatu is hysterically screaming. He didn't want to lose Dirga. He was guilty of ignoring the feelings of love that he did not dare to admit. He did not want to lose the opportunity to express the feeling in his heart. Don't want to lose the man who owns his heart and can't breathe without the man by his side.
Some young men who approached them, immediately carrying Dirga's body, while Dhatu followed them from behind. His body trembled violently. Fear rules the mind. The tears could not stop, they continued to flow, but they could not make his heart a little peaceful. In his heart, he continued to pray that God would not take the only man who owned his heart. He begged to be given another chance to be with the man.
If the miracle does exist, then he asks God to show him mercy. God ... don't take him.