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Dharma and Kavya got married today. Dharma has loved Kavya since she was fifteen. Kavyana was twelve years old. The monkey love that is now love forever.


Dharma is happy. His smile seemed to decorate his handsome face. Kavyana.


But there is a difference here. Dharma is truly happy, but Kavyana is forced to be happy.


You're good at drama, Poetry. Because of your current drama you're stuck with me.


Dharma was deep, looking gently at Kavyana who was beside him.



Due to his duties as the commander of the eradication of the rebellion in Indonesia, then the day after his marriage with Kavyana, he took his wife to the border of Nanggroe Aceh Darussalam and North Sumatra. Leaving their hometown, Medan.


"Fifteen years ago, I told you you were my future wife. I'm not against it, because I think you're fit to be my wife. L like you. And for these fifteen years I've been .. I mean, I'm gonna try to make your life as fun as your family treats you. Sorry if you're not happy about all this." Dharma said softly to his wife.


The husband and wife were lying on their backs on their beds covered in purple. Dharma on the right, Kavyana on the left.


"I like purple" Kavyana's response, which Dharma says does not hold.


Dharma did not realize that there was actually a veiled meaning to the sentence that Kavyana was saying.


"Hm?"


Dharma raised his eyebrows and turned around. Now he lay facing Kavyana who still faithfully closed his eyes.


There was no response from the woman. Dharma assumes that it was Kavyana's delirium that had fallen asleep from exhaustion.


"I have a great interest in the woman who has just said that she likes purple" Dharma muttered before closing her eyes, intending to catch up with Kavyana.


I'm like that too.


Ah, Kavyana heard the murmur of Dharma.


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They live normal lives. Like the other couple. Do activities like everyone else. They love in their ignorance, or only the Dharma does not know that his feelings are reciprocated.


They understand without saying much. They understand each other without excessive style. Their lives are normal though never explicitly say: I love you, to their partner. They understand each other and understand. It represents everything. They are happy with their lives.


Dharma is the Indonesian insurgency-fighting commander assigned to the tip of Sumatra island, and Kavyana is an Elementary School teacher at one of the region's private schools.


A year later, they were blessed with a son with a very Dharma-like face, and the father gave their son a name: Dhana. The difference between the name of the father and the mother of the baby.


"Thank you Kavya" Dharma said one day.


Kavyana who was about to release the seatbelt looked at Dharma.


They are in the field now. In front of the Dharma residence.


According to this morning, the Dharma family was also there to visit their besan residence to welcome Dharma-Kavyana and their son, Dhana. The new member of their extended family.


"Hm?"


Kavyana raised an eyebrow when Dharma had no sign of continuing.


"thank you. Because of you I'm now a husband, son-in-law and now .. a father."


Kavyana smile. "Thank you also .. because of Dharma, Kavya also became a wife, daughter-in-law, also a woman!" Kavyaa chuckled at the end sentence.


Dharma also caught his wife's laughter.


"Repent?" ask Dharma after stopping her laughter.


"No. Precisely happy. Kavya has to be a woman first, then she can be a mother, right?"


Dharma grunts tickled.


"I love you." Kavyana ventured to express her feelings.


"I love you more, My Poet!"


Right after Dharma finished his words, he immediately pulled Kavyana over to kiss her cheek. However, their activities had to stop when Dhana played her whining in the back seat. Uncommanded, the two laughed amusedly.


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Mahirani captured the moment of Dharma-Kavyana with Dhana in her father's lap by taking a portrait of them who were chatting in one of the rooms of her residence.


Dharma has two days off from the center. He took Kavyana to Medan. A day's stay at his father-in-law's house. Then one day he would stay at his father's house.


"Dhana and Kavyana just let it be here, another week. You let me go back to Aceh by myself."


Mahirani, Dharma's mother said without burden, not seeing the expression of her youngest son who put on a face dislike.


His mother suddenly came and said that. Who is not upset?


"Can't, Mom. I do not allow" Dharma said.


"Why are you so spoiled anyway?" mahirani Protest. "Mom's got a bad feeling."


Dharma rotated his eyes bored. Always is! In the past, if Dharma would return to Aceh, the mother always said,


I feel a bad feeling.


tomorrow to Aceh!


However, see?


Kavyana holds the hand of Dharma. "We just follow Mom, Mas. I'm also hunching not good."


Mahirani smiled at his smile. It looks like he will win, he thought.


"What are you worried about, honey? Isn't it me, hm?"


Instantly Mahirani's smile faded. The youngest child really ruined the mood.



So tonight the Dharma-Kavya couple returned to Aceh to bring their son Dhana who was almost one year old.


Unfortunately, on the quiet road they went through there was an unpleasant incident. The little family was attacked by rebels and hired assassins!


They are so many. Dragging Dharma and Kavyana carrying Dhana.


DOOORR!


Gunshots are echoing everywhere.


The Dharma itself, of course, lost to the rebels of dozens of people. They threaten the Dharma.


"If the case is not closed .. then I will kill your wives, Commander Dharma!"


So the creepy sound that sounded.


Dharma. Unable to threat. Not aware that his position is in danger.


"I'll prove it then."


Pulling the trigger of the gun, the bespectacled man shot towards Dhana.


After that it all felt dark. For Dharma and Kavyana.


The rebels and the shooter have gone somewhere. Very quickly they left.



Dhana does not survive despite Dharma and Kavyana taking their child to a nearby hospital.


Adept hysterical hearing of the death of his grandson died. Dharma's father, Khalid was no less sad even though his countenance remained flat. Ravendra, Kavyana's father hugs his daughter who has lost control.


Aharghh!!!!!!!!


Kavyana's roar shook the hearts of the ears that heard it.


"My son, Dad! He's a kid! Why didn't I just kill him, Dad? Why, Dad? Why?!" it's getting crazier.


Kavyana releases her hug on Ravendra. He approaches the Dharma.


"Why is your enemy so evil?! Why did he kill my poor son?!"


Dharma embraced Kavyana. Tried to calm him.


"Shhh .. Calm down, I'll repay them."


The aura of a death god.


Sobs filled Dhana's lifeless nursery.


Dharma's older brother in Palembang and Kavyana's older brother in Pekanbaru have also been notified. They are not beaten. Both reported that they will arrive tomorrow in Medan with an initial flight.



Dhana's body was buried next to her maternal grandmother's grave. Natasha's Tomb.


Arya hugged her youngest sister, Dharma who was sobbing. Sofi, Dharma's sister-in-law calmed Mahirani who also broke her heart.


Aji hugged her younger sister, Kavya, who was crying in silence.


Lily, Aji's wife is standing next to her in-law, Ravendra. Patting slowly on the shoulder of the grandfather who was heartbroken by the death of his youngest grandson.


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Not far from there was a pair of eyes that also flowed tears.


"Uncle will take revenge on you and uncle's teacher. They're gonna burn uncle alive!"


"Dev!"


"Kav!"


Eh? Since when was Kavyana there with the tall-hat guy?


Kavyana soon fainted.


The man instantly held Kavya's body from falling to the ground.


Dharma who saw that, swiftly ran towards Kavya's place.


A foreign man is embracing his helpless wife aka fainted with insolence. According to Dharma. Though the man helped the unconscious Kavyana.



Kavyana is taken to her room at Ravendra's residence. Dharma held his wife's hand as gently as possible. Both cry over the heartbreaking story they have experienced.


An hour later, Kavyana opened her eyes. Dharma gave him water, after sitting Kavyana who was lying on her bed.


"Mas," Kavyana's voice still rattled.


"Ssshh .. rest again," refer to Dharma.


Kavyana embraced Dharma. They ended up crying together. No one's under arrest. They cried out their increasingly agonizing and stifling feelings.


Feelings expressed by crying. The crying of parents who have lost a child.


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Dharma visits Deva to the address written on the paper that Kavyana gave him this morning.


Actually he was curious about the man with absurd views like a delinquent.


Deva greeted her guests with her hands crossed and her cigarette neatly perched on the flank by her lips.


He had already guessed, Dharma would definitely come to see him.


"Let's go in, Commander," bargained Deva with hospitality that was far from mediocre. My eyes are not excited always decorate his lazy face.


"Want to play chess, sir?"


"If that's a question then the answer is no. If that is an offer! I just came to know your relationship with my wife."


As usual, there were no pleasantries from a commander.


Deva grinned. "Okay, but you beat me first I play chess!"


"Don't joke! I can beat you in minutes. I don't care if even you're a reliable chess player!"


Deva tickled. He gave a tingly smile.


The game begins.


That day they filled their time playing chess. Rotating the brain for different purposes. Dharma because of his wife, while Deva to test Kavyana's husband. Tactics and strategies are the most powerful weapons to win in this game.


"Supreme!" Deva exclaims.


Commander Dharma lost to Deva the delinquent.


"Come one more time! I will beat you at the next opportunity!" challenge Dharma.


Deva took a sip of his cigarette which he placed on the ashtray on the table in contrast to the chessboard table.


"That's the difference between playing chess and living. There is no second chance in life. But playing chess is there."


Deva smiled meaningfully after saying a sentence that was also meaningful.


Dharma focused his net for a moment on Deva's eyes looking at him. Then he reassembled the chess boys on his stacking board.


"The game is still a game.


Playing for victory is a mistake. But play to learn, then you'll win." Deva gives advice after the defeat of Dharma which is somehow.


Yep, yeah,


The game is still a game.


The mind is just a tool. That weak pawn movement is the key.


Dharma doesn't really understand.