Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 35

Silence and silence ....

That's the atmosphere in Dinda's room. He was alone in his bed after Vita left the room, when he was completely asleep.

I don't know how long I've been in dreamland. Dinda slowly blinked and opened her eyes which felt very heavy, but still she forced them to open perfectly.

The first thing he saw was the ceiling. Dinda looked blankly, like a body without life.

Look to the side. Where his phone lay on the nightstand, with no intention of retrieving it.

Back to fix the position of his head, straight ahead. After a few seconds, both corners of his eyes water and fall.

The sound of an open door, immediately took full attention Dinda. His hand lifted and hurriedly wiped his tears.

"Honey .. are you awake?" asked Vita gently as she walked closer to the bed.

Vita sat on the edge of the bed. His outstretched hand helped wipe Dinda's tear trail with a sad look. "Your friends have come, son," comfort Vita forcing a smile.

"Mother, call first, will you?" bargain Vita because Dinda is silent.

Dinda had a chance to look at Vita inside, before finally nodding his assent while getting up and sitting down.

Gegas Vita left after giving a kiss of affection on Dinda's forehead. Not long after the Tantenya came out, Dinda's friends entered at the same time.

"She!" exclaim them in unison.

Dinda who was trying to dispel the clear liquid to not come out again, immediately collapsed by a friend who came closer.

His three best friends immediately hugged him while sitting on the edge of the bed, not feeling they were crying together.

"It's definitely not you, is it, Din?" asked Nurul Lirih, slightly breaking down the embrace so that he could see Dinda's swollen face.

Hearing the question, made Dinda look at the mother-daughter one was grim. Wanted to answer the truth, but he hesitated to explain the true events.

"Rul, what are you .. We know how Dinda is. No need to ask around!" soraya doesn't like it.

"Yes .. yes, sorry," said Nurul felt guilty because of the change in the face of Dinda's increasingly pale.

"It is Aya, Nurul certainly does not mean to be rich" said Rahimah.

Nurul quickly nodded his head. "Yes, Ay ..," he said slowly.

"Dinda, we will always be there for you, you can share any grief or trouble! We'll definitely help, so don't you mind yourself!" said Rahima cupped Dinda's cheeks while rubbing her gently.

Rahimah breathed. "You can share a story, but that doesn't mean we don't believe it. We're just worried about you. You remember, right, with the journey of my life story? I'm not wrong, but the citizens concluded it themselves. Because the rumors are getting bigger, they think of me as a hin4 woman" continued Rahimah sadu.

Dinda looked at the Womb. If measured, surely his suffering is certainly not comparable to what his best friend had experienced.

"Thank you, because it's always there when I need it, you guys," said Dinda sincerely.

"If you can't tell me yet! It's okay, Din! Maybe you still need time!" the wise word Rahimah.

"Where is the plan, you want to go back to Kalimantan, tomorrow?" ask Soraya.

Dinda shook her head slowly, "The plan after we get together, I want to go straight away. But now ...," answered Dinda sobbed small.

"You're asking for help, Mas Candra, aren't you? He can find out, who is the person who has spread the photos" Rahimah suggested.

"But you're calm, Din. We believe it, it's definitely not you!" nurul interrupted.

Dinda grew sobbing, after hearing that. Rahimah and Soraya who were sitting on her left side were also right, gently rubbing her back.

"Patience, Din! Everything will be fine. Ask Candra for help, will you?" Soraya chimed in.

Instead of answering, Dinda tightened her tears. They finally chose silence while rubbing his back and hands.

Once she had calmed down, Dinda looked at her friends in turn. Breathe in deeply and breathe out slowly.

"Actually--," said Dinda doubtfully.

"Woman photographed it--," he continued pausing his sentence again.

"Indeed, me," said Dinda softly as she bowed. Maybe because he had been crying a lot, he could control his emotions.

"What, you want a story?" the word of the womb breaks the silence.

"But I didn't do anything, Mom," Dinda said.

"That time, I went home. Just want to get in the car, suddenly there is someone who backs me up," said Dinda began to tell stories.

"When I woke up, it was hard to be in the hotel room, but there was no one," continued Dinda's story while shaking her head slowly.

Again the three looked at each other, and digested everything Dinda said.

"Later to talk the same, Mas Abdar. Let him ask for help, Mas Candra," Rahimah said.

Dinda breathed a sigh. Inevitably, disliking, she needs Candra's help. Yang Dinda heard from Rahimah, in addition to her son's taekwondo coach, Candra is also a hacker.

"Please ask, Imah," asked Dinda to Rahimah.

"You are calm, I'm talking about the same thing, Mas Abdar" said Rahimah.

"If you need help, Mas Zidan! Say it" said Soraya.

"Mas Zidan and Mas Candra, right, you know?" continued Soraya who allowed Dinda as well as others.

"I happened to be delivered, Mas Zidan. We'll find a solution at home, huh. How, Eh?" soraya asked turning to the Rahimah.

"Good idea" Rahimah nodded in agreement.

"Then we go home first, Din," Nurul's permission.

"Let's talk again, in the group," Soraya said.

"You are a crime, let us take care of it" said Rahimah.

The three went home, without Dinda because they forbid. After the return of his friends, Dinda pensive.

"Don't think too much."

Dinda looked over to the origin of the voice. "Mother."

"So dad talked a lot to your friends' husbands, they said they'd help." Vita came closer.

"Are you feeling better?" tanya Vita holds Dinda's hand dear.

Dinda nodded the week. "Already, Bun," said Dinda honestly.

Vita smiled with Dinda's better condition after meeting her three friends.

"Outside there, Son Adit. He just came" Vita said later.

"Mas Adit?" pekik Dinda gasped in surprise.

"Said Adit, he promised you he would come here."

Dinda's face turned pale. "Where is this, Mother? Mas Adit, must have known Adin's problem," said Dinda panicked.

"What will you think, Mas Adit?" ask Dinda worried.

"Son Adit, definitely will not think that much. Mommy knows who is this Mother's favorite daughter! He will not do anything that leads to sin, Nak Adit must also think so."

"Sorry, Bun. Dinda hasn't told the same story, Mommy," looks at Dinda feeling guilty.

"If you want to meet, Adit, meet first. We'll talk later."

"Let's meet, Mas Adit first, Bun. Later Adin, tell me the real story."

"Yes, baby," said Vita.

With a racing heart, and reading basmalah. Slowly his feet stepped out of the room.

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