Not a Contract Marriage

Women like Dira

Dira who heard the words of the man before him stared in disbelief.

"What do you think he means?" Dira pulls a little of her lower eyelid.

Shows something hidden in your eyelids.

Both of Sam's eyes glared in disbelief at what he saw. Similarly, Gara who just found out that at the bottom of his wife's eyeball there is a sign like that.

"I-yes," nervous Sam is happy because of true prejudice.

"Sorry, do you have a scar on your back? Like a stitch scar."

Dira looked at her husband asking for approval to show the former the man in front of her meant.

Gara nodded as he understood his wife's intentions. Because he was also very curious about the identity of his wife. All Gara knows is an orphan.

He turned back and opened his hair forward. Then Gara helped pull a little Dira clothes to show a little wound.

"Yes, really. That scar? The same scars as before" said Sam with teary eyes.

"Where do you know my wife has scars? Do you care, when my wife is in the shower?" Guess Gara looked at Sam.

"What the hell, Mas? Who can take a shower? Our room was upstairs, so you were in the room when I took a shower." Dira looked at Gara a little annoyed.

"Hehehe ... Kidding, honey." Because of a crisp smile, which makes Dira snort.

Sam could only let out his breath. It was common for him to see Gara who sometimes behaved badly if he was serious. Except in the world of work.

"Do you want to see Mom, Mom?" Sam asks Dira without caring about Gara's question.

"By," said Dira.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't talk to my wife! Who gave you permission to talk to my wife? Answer my question!" Upset by.

"When my brother Nadir was over a year old, he fell. His back hit the end of the glass table until he was hurt pretty dalem. Mami's with aunt Nina who took Nadir to the hospital." Sam explained exactly what he remembered.

The man reached for his cell phone to call his mother.

"Where were you when your sister was wretched?" Ask Gara curiously.

"I cry hysterically."

"So good!" Gara Cibir.

"Because I caused Nadir to fall. At that time I was still about 6 years old if not wrong. Nadir kept bothering me to play, because kesel in disturbing continues, I encouraged Nadir at that time without thinking anything."

"Curtain! So brother is really bad. Nothing too bad for you." She returned to pout Sam.

Sam who was about to answer the sentence stopped because the video phone connection with his mother was connected.

"Hello, Mommy." Sam greeted the mother on his phone with a smile.

"Hello, Honey. You're still in the office, huh?"

"Yes, Mi. There's an uninvited guest."

Sam pointed his phone at Gara.

"Hello, Aunt. How are you?" Sapa Gara friendly.

"Hello too, Ga. Good auntie news, how are you?"

"That's very healthy, Aunt."

"Tante Denger from Sam, you're married, huh? Congratulations, Ga. I'm so sorry, Aunt can't come to your show."

"Grandfather, Aunt. Just relax."

"Where is your wife now? Is he there?"

"This is my wife, Auntie. His name is Nadira Anjani."

For directing Sam's cell phone towards his wife.

Instantly, the facial expression of the woman on the phone screen turned very serious.

"Hello, Auntie."

Dira greeted Sam's mother nervously and with a thunderous heart. The old face that still looks beautiful really makes Dira powerless.

Facial features are almost the same as her, even though only looking from the phone screen. Dira felt like she was just glazed, just a little different from their faces.

That's a wrinkle that looks starting to be seen on the face of Sam's mom.

"What's your name, son?" the voice of the woman across there sounded soft.

"Anjani Nadira."

"W-what?" There was a very clear look of shock on that face.

"Can Mami go back to Indo? Sam thinks we need to talk in person so that what Mami thinks can be proven."

Sam who had taken his phone back immediately asked his mother to go home immediately.

Sam himself could not bear to see his friend's wife shed tears.

Because tightly clenched Dira's body that vibrated because of her crying. What an unexpected surprise. All this time Dira knew, he was an orphan.

His mother died when he was two years old, and his father died when he was only second grade in High School.

Struggling to live alone, lonely and not having much time to relax. What else is just spoiled on parents like a child his age.

Dira's life has not been easy even since she was three when her father remarried a one-child widow.

Although his father loved him very much, but his stepmother always looked for an opening to hurt him when the father was not at home.

Now he hears someone claiming to be his sibling. Even know if he has marks on his eyes and scars on his back.

Sam looked at Dira who was crying in Gara's arms. His heart ached at the sadness of the woman he convinced if it was his biological sister.

"Ga! Couldn't I take your wife's DNA test for example? I can't wait for my mom to meet my dad."

Sam reveals his heart to Gara. As a married woman, of course Sam must ask permission from the woman's husband first. Although his heart strongly believes that Dira is his sister.

"Would you like it, honey?" Gata asked Dira who was normalizing her breathing from crying earlier.

Dira just nodded, he was also curious about the man before him. What other woman looks like him.

"May I have your wife's hair, Ga?" Sam Pinta.

"Have asked for hair! What hair do you not have?" Sensi Gara stared fiercely at his friend.

"You're getting more and more groggy, aren't you? A hair of your wife, so I'll take her to the hospital for a test. How about a DNA test if you don't love her hair?"

"Say from earlier if you ask for a piece to make in the test. You said ask for hair, I thought it would be another."

"You never think well of me. What's all the hair I asked for? If he was my brother, what? So ugly my sister's gonna have her hair gone."

"That's why it's obvious, so there's nothing wrong."

Because he continued to invite Sam to fight with his mouth, their habits since long ago. Trivial problems become the way they communicate.

"This, Mas!" Dira handed him a strand of hair that he had just pulled out.

Sam stopped his commotion with Gara. Staring at the beautiful woman in front of him who looked so much like the mother when young.

"Mas, I really hope you're a little sister, Mas." Sam looked at Dira expectantly.

"Hopefully, Mum."

"Udah, no, no, we want to go home first. It's getting more this afternoon. Later if the results have been out of my phone," said Gara.

Gara who felt a little jealous to see the interaction between Sam and his wife immediately interjected.

"Yes," said Sam upset with the attitude of Gara possessive according to him.

Gara put his arm around Dira's shoulder and took his wife away from Sam's room.