MY FAT WIFE

Dirga Story

Inside the room, Dila stood in front of the glass. He saw her face with a smile there. His smile faded as his mind was fixed on things that should not happen.

" No need GR Dila, sir Abi just nyari temen aja. do not need to imagine that is not random, you do not pantes there beside Mr. Abi, we are only limited to superiors and subordinates.

Haduuuh.so digress gini anyway, distance thought." Dila spoke to herself while randomly shuffling her straight hair.

Then Dila rushed to clean herself into the bathroom and prepared to go to sleep.

Abi catapulted his car with a heart of flowering flowers, a sweet smile still blooming on his face. But suddenly arrived the car he was driving.

" Why is this a car?" abi said as he pulled over his car.

Abi got out of the car and saw the four tires. Yes it turns out that one of Abi's car tires is deflated.

" Haaiiisshh...kok can deflate siih?" abi's Oath.

Then Abi got into the car to get his phone. He was trying the phone a few times the number he was going to, but unfortunately nothing seems to be connected.

The streets are still crowded and not far from Abi stop there are some stalls that still look crowded visitors.

Abi intended to ask for help to the people there, but his steps stopped when he saw a motorbike approaching him.

The owner of the car stopped to offer help. And it seemed that Abi knew who the young man who had approached him was.

" Can anyone help, sir?" asked the young man who was none other than Dirga's cousin Dila.

" Oh you, yes this is my flat tire" Abi said as she showed the flat tire to Dirga.

" Have you called the workshop?" ask Dirga again.

" Already but there is no answer from them and unfortunately again the jack is left at home." Abi seemed annoyed with his own boredom and also his subscription workshop which when needed like this could not even be contacted.

" I have acquaintances of people workshop goods times can help."

" Well, it's okay to try to get here if you can.

Dirga called someone, and asked for help.

After a few minutes, the person who called Dirga came with the necessary equipment.

" If you don't mind, wait how about we coffee first in the stall." Tawar Dirga's.

" It's fine, just call Abi and don't be too formal."

The two of them walked towards the coffee shop which was about 50 meters from where Abi's car was. They ordered coffee to the shop owner.

" Where are you from, could happen to meet me." Abi asked started their conversation.

" I was just looking for a meal and met up with my friend's friend for a while." Dirga replied with a flat face.

Abi seemed less free to talk to Dirga, like there was a sense of dislike for the young man who had helped him. But I don't know what makes him uncomfortable with Dirga.

" Has Dila arrived safely?" Dirga's question suddenly made Abi slightly raise his gaze on Dirga.

" Ooh you know I just went with him?" replied Abi calmly.

" Yes 'cause when I was going to pick up Dila, I saw you picked her up first." Said Dirga in a disappointed tone.

" O." Abi only ber O ria.

" I salute you, you're just her cousin's sister right, but your treatment of her is already like her real brother." Abi said to Dirga.

" Yes I am considered a cousin of Dila, but a distant brother and my attitude is like that not as a cousin or a sibling but as a person who loves him." Dirga spoke with serious and emphasis.

Abi confirmed his premonition as to why He had such a dislike for Dirga.

" Did she know you had feelings for her?"

" Not only know maybe even Dila was tired of rejecting me, because since from SMK I have expressed my feelings to him. Until now I still will not give up on getting it, and if anyone asks me when I will give up, the answer will be later after Dila is really happy with others."

"By the real assertion of a guy, has been rejected for years is still not happy, **** or no one wants to want him" Inner Abi.

" That's how much you love him." Abi started to show his cynical smile.

" It's not without reason that I love her, Dila is indeed a woman worth fighting for. Although from the past he often received poor treatment at school or in the environment, often in bullying, in humiliation but he was still heartened not to get angry or reply. He silenced the mouth of their trash mouth with a proud feat, making everyone who had once insulted him bow down in shame and turn around admiring him. Not to mention his sacrifice to the family who is now still helping his parents send his sister. Dila and I used to feel that we were struggling together, when our family economy really fell." Dirga looks glassy when telling the story of his life with Dila.

" How difficult was your struggle with him." Ask Abi who had just listened carefully to Dirga's story.

" We from Junior High to Middle School are always one school but I am a second-level class sister from Dila.Dila from Junior High has been selling traveling cakes, at school, in the village, and I helped her around. When Dila night came with me as a parking attendant, even several times we became buskers. And when I finished school and was still working in the village I still helped Dila sell her cakes at my workplace. And when I work here I'm happy that Dila also works here even our hostel is also close." Dirga looks very proud to be able to tell her story to Abi.

Abi let out a long sigh after hearing Dirga's story. I think he wants to see Dila again. I don't know what it is because Abi still can't interpret it clearly. Abi wanted to say something but Abi was afraid to misinterpret his feelings and finally there was nothing to say to Dirga. Silences

created for a moment, until someone comes to them.

" The car is done." Said the man who turned out to be a mechanic.

" Oh okay," Abi immediately paid the bill.

And the mechanic left.

" My car is done, I want to go home first." Abi says goodbye to Dirga.

" A minute," Prevent Dirga.

" Is there anything you're going to tell me?" asked Abi.

" Do you want to compete healthy with me?"

" Ha ha ha I salute your confidence, you are sure that we like the same woman, out of nowhere you get that confidence." Abi's laughter exploded.

" If I misjudged you, I'm sorry and please stay away from Dila from now on, but if my judgment is correct, I'll wait for your answer if we compete in a healthy way."

" Are you not afraid if I use the money to get it."

" Go ahead, because I know Dila so well, he won't look at people with just the material, just prove it if you don't trust me." Dirga is like a person who has known Dila outside and inside.

" Remember I will fight for Dila until she is really happy, regardless of who she will be happy with" said Dirga who turned out to make Abi's ears heat up.

Abi himself wants to end his chat with Dirga immediately.

" Okay do what you want, and I'll also do what's in front of me later. It seems like I'm going home now. And thank you for helping me." Abi said ending his conversation with Dirga.

Finally they completely ended the conversation and each left the place where they met.

Abi carried the car with a huff, he rubbed his face and remembered everything Dirga said about Dila to him.