
after Dimas's departure, Dita returned to the office and resumed her work.
for a moment he pensively considered Dimas' invitation to meet his wife. "oh nok, I don't want to see him" Dita sighed.
the return to work hour has arrived, Dita buru2 came home because her mother sent her a message to go home sooner to study at her father's Madrasah.
" Dita fast, take her mother," yes ma'am patient ...
Taken out of his room," God, son, graceful once you wear this hijab son, cool heart mom saw it, subhanallah beautiful once son," praise his mother.Dita only reply with a smile.
the event has been started, the opening, then the recitation of the holy verse of the Qur'an,
" subhanallah, who is the reader of this Qur'an, indeed anyone who hears it will cool his heart" Dita said in his heart.
then his mother said, "Today, this kind of man can lead you later son," said his mother. "arrive 2 Dita was surprised After nothing hindered his sight anymore , he saw a handsome young man reading the Qur'an, he was none other than Amar.
the show was over, Amar and his family were sent to Dita's house, but there was something different this time with Amar, not a word he said in front of Dita, he seemed silent to hear their parents talk.
Curious, what happened to Amar? then he sent Amar a message, "Why is he silent ? ask Dita,"
but not even answered by Amar.
the family meeting was so short, "Why hunt 2 aunty, Om? tanya Dita," Later if Dita there is time, maen2 yes to the house later at Amar's pick up," said his mother Amar.
Dita nodded in agreement with her mother Amar's offer.
when night falls, Dita is so restless whether what is on her mind, Amarkah or Dimas?
what am I going to do, I want to sleep, he thought..
his mind drifted unconsciously always thinking about Dimas, what was he doing with his wife, are they currently making out? think Dita."
such is the night, the time when everything that should have been forgotten sometimes the sunyinya night that reminds, even hard to be closed.
keesoknya day saw Dimas early in the morning already in his room," morning sir, greet Dita, how is the condition of the father's wife? ask Dita," praise God, he is good2, replied Dimas." owh, I'm so grateful, said Dita as he continued his steps toward his room.
"the atmosphere turned silent, silent, silent, I could only look at you from a distance, hoping that God would convey a sense that I never had time to say" Dita my lover.
" Dit, today I have a meeting with a client , if anyone wants to meet me anyone please do not give him permission," said Dimas.
ready sir, replied Dita
"yes on my desk there is a flower delivery in your name, I forgot to say, you just take it" said Dimas.
Who would dare to send a flower package to his office address, Andi, or Amar? ah I don't know...
she rushed to Amar's room at her meeting her favorite bouquet of beautiful roses on Amar's table, "who sent her," murmured Dita.
", it says ,
,"do not lose your taste, for I am unusual, I miss you dear,"
but there is no sender's name, for who this flower really is," for me, but who ," said Dita, ah let me ask Dimas later.