Sidewalk

Chapter 80 Looking

Lala looked at the car that was getting away from her eyes. It turns out that when met directly with the wife of Sah Dirga, the woman looks different, so beautiful and graceful with a teacher uniform that wrapped her beautiful body.

Dirga also looks different, the man looks so cheerful, his face is filled with an aura of happiness when with his wife, much different when in his home. Tangled, often moody, stiff, reserved, smiles are very rare.

"So Mr Dirga?"

The question made Lala.

Bi Jumi and Fattah were already beside him.

"Yes, that's Dirga's sister."

"Who is he?"

"His wife." Lala continued her steps. "We go home yuk bi." he asked.

Bi Jumi soon followed Lala. His breath was hunting for stepping so fast, for his position to be on par with his master. "So Mr Dirga comes once a month just because of Miss young wife?"

"The story is long bi, the point of marriage with me is not at all wanted by my husband. But he's a good man, he's still in charge, and he's supporting us."

"Well, Miss will always be resigned to this situation?"

"Don't talk about this bi, I'm not ready yet."

"Non Good."

All the way home, Lala's brain kept working, thinking of herself and Dirga.

Whenever this unhealthy relationship survives? This is very wrong, even though brother Dirga held firm to his words.

Brother Romi, where are you? Come, brother, let my relationship and brother Dirga quickly end.

Lala imagines the destruction of Aurelia Syafitri if she finds out there is a new bond in their marriage. It feels like Lala is not willing to happiness Dirga and his wife just destroyed because of his existence.

On the other hand, Dirga continued on their way home, along the way the Shafi remained silent. Dirga occasionally glanced at Syafi.

"Why shut up again yank?"

"More than think."

"Can you think now?" dirga Ledek.

"No way, so this again think how to think."

"Don't be too serious yank, horror. I'm very happy with the silly and cheerful Shafi."

"Yes yes."

Slowly the car that they were driving entered the parking lot of their house. The two immediately got out of the car, and stepped together.

"Jank ...." Dirga wrapped his hands around the waist of the Shafi.

"What?"

"Where's your bucin move? I'm kagen washed you." Dirga rests his head on the shoulders of the Shafi. "Tell me to wash again, I forgot how to bucin ...."

"Make what?"

"Make your woo."

Syafi grunting. It felt like cursing and clawing at the man in front of him. But acting rude is not his style. "Say you want to practice for bucinin people."

"Where is there? The only one who lives in my heart is you. Kayu sister dong dek ...."

"I'm sorry, I can't, because I'm lying again, I'm bartering the same heart." Shafi broke free from Dirga's embrace, and stepped quickly towards his room.

"Jank ...." Dirga soon followed the Shafi.

The figure of the woman had already disappeared behind the door of their room, Dirga slowly opened the door of her room. Seen in there Shafi headed for the bathroom.

"Yank, don't use any more surprises, if you're like this, I'm tormented."

Dirga's words brought the Shafi's footsteps to a halt. The Shafi looked at Dirga, and gave a stiff smile to Dirga. "I took a shower."

"Yank ..." whining Dirga.

Still the woman disappeared behind the bathroom door.

About 30 minutes Shafi came out of the bathroom in a home-made suit. His face looks fresh. Dirga immediately approached the Shafi and hugged him tightly.

"Yank ..." whining Dirga.

"What?"

"Nrank ...." Dirga deepened his point, fulfilling the degree that was delayed last night. The Shafi tried hard to serve her husband, as if she knew nothing.

***

No seduction that makes nausea, no long talk before bed or in the morning. This situation tormented Dirga. Dirga looked at the woman wearing the pink veil in front of him, but her focus was nowhere, her eyes looking at the Shafi, but her mind flew somewhere.

"Son I'm off to school."

Syafi speech made Dirga aware of his daydream.

"Yes, be careful yank."

Shafi gave a small smile, he grabbed his bag and immediately stepped foot towards the main door.

"Yank, it's been 10 days that you don't salute me anymore. It's been 10 days since you kissed me on the cheek before you left."

Shafi's footsteps came to a halt, he wanted to answer, but did not know what to answer. "Sorry."

Only that word can be said. He resumed his footsteps.

Both of Dirga's eyes are still looking at the departure of the Shafi.

***

The Alvaro School.

Shafi, Mayfa, and Athan fill their breaks in the school's garden. Shafi and Mayfa sat on a swing in the park, while Athan leaned on one of the swing poles, looking at his two friends.

"It's been 10 days Fiy" Mayfa said.

"I'm confused May, I'd rather go about my daily activities, pretend I don't know the secret."

"Is it forever that you can pretend like this Fiy?" ask Athan.

"I feel that Dirga is still putting myself above everything else, his love has not changed. But if one day, I see firsthand, that the woman is also an important part for Dirga's sister. Then I'll back off. I don't want to torture Dirga's sister with fair charges."

"We can what? We can only support you, Fiy" Mayfa said.

"Your support is more than anything else, thank you for continuing to strengthen my heart." The Shafi looked at Athan and Mayfa alternately.

"Dirga will be at the school?" ask Athan.

"I have not given this school event to Brother Dirga." Shafi grumbled.

"Idih .. tomorrow's pan show. Why don't you give me Fiy?" ask Mayfa.

"I forgot!"

"Forgot what intentionally?" ledek Athan's.

"Truly forget, I'd better just call." Shafi took his phone, and immediately contacted Dirga's number.

The TAG building. Various files are seen piling up on Dirga's workbench. No matter how much he works, office work seems to have no end. The new clock shows 11:15, but it feels like Dirga's energy is sucked out.

Drett!

The vibration of the mobile phone made Dirga's eyes fixed on the rectangular flat object he placed on his desk. Instantly Dirga's smile floated, happiness instantly burst when she saw the name My Wife from her mobile screen.

"Assalamu'alaikum, yank?"

Dirga's arid heart, immediately felt cool, Shafi like rain falling in the middle of the Desert, yearned and desired every creature that was there.

"Sister, I'm sorry I just remembered now."

"Yes, what's up Yank?"

"Tomorrow there is a school event, brother is also invited, tomorrow there is also an award for favorite teachers at this school, brother can come to accompany me?"

"Of course I can, I'll try to make your way to school." A smile etched permanently on her face, Dirga was very happy.

"That's it, happy work and don't forget to have lunch on time."

"Yes dear."

"Yes, I hung up.

"Help ...."

Without wasting any more time, Shafi immediately decided his call after hearing the reply of a greeting from Dirga.

"How's it?" ask Mayfa.

"He's coming."

"Hopefully I'm not strong that's the right person to meet!" omel Athan's.

"Also, do not discuss Dirga, honestly my heart is not really stoic." said Syafi.

The three friends discussed other things, besides Dirga, sometimes tucked crisp laughter from the three. During his time with his best friend, Shafi could laugh freely, not the laughter he forced to cover his heart wound.