The Appearing Woman

Chapter 4 Following Dinda.

 

 

 

Dinda woman is so mysterious to me, what about her who can only be silent. Did someone just make his mouth shut? Disappointed I really feel right now, that cute-faced, snub-nosed woman. It has made my heart disappointed because of her status that already has a husband. Ahhk, this is because I was hoping too much. Breathing slowly feels tight when it is released.

 

These two eyes were staring towards the sky. My mother closed again.

 

"Bang, the knife." Said a man handing me a piece of wrapped tissue.

 

I picked up the tissue, wiping away the tears of disappointment that had suddenly come. Uninvited.

 

"The money is bang." 

 

"Well, I guess it's free."

 

"Only a soul mate comes for free. Wipes pay bang."

 

Shit, there's-there's this guy, it turns out he's selling.

 

This is Dinda's wallet, I have to return this wallet. If there's no wallet, Dinda can go home.

Seeing that the office clock was time to go home, I was driving the car that Boss Nina gave me, right now.

 

I saw that woman named Dinda get on the bus, I had to catch up with her to find out what she had been hiding?

 

By saying Bismillah may Allah make my plan easier, follow the bus at full speed. As usual, Dinda went down next to the coffee shop, as if waiting for someone. 

 

Sure enough, suddenly a burly man came in on a metic motorbike to pick up Dinda. I continued to follow him until I entered an alley that I thought was too narrow. Thankfully, the car could still get in.

 

After the bike stopped, I immediately got off the car following them. They entered the house, trying to get to the house.

 

Sassy I put my ears on the door of the house that entered Dinda just want to know what the man did to Dinda?

 

"Where's your salary money, here give it to me." Hardened the man behind the door.

 

"I told you, it's not payday yet." The scream echoed behind the door in my ear.  Dinda's Shouts.

 

 Plaque ... Plaque, the sound of punches and slaps so loud. I tried knocking on the door of this house.

 

"Assalamualaikum, excuse me," I cried knocking on the door of this house.

 

A man came out and opened the door, "who?"

 

I held out my hand just to shake hands with the man in front of me. He seemed to have ignored my hand at that moment.

 

"I, Haikal. Want to see Dinda, is the guy home?" my many. A little clenching both hands.

 

The man shouted to Dinda's name.

That's when the lentic-eyed woman came out and greeted me.

 

"What's wrong with Haikal?" tanyakanya. I who saw her appearance really felt sorry, the woman who should be taken care of as well as possible. It even made the lust angry. 

 

Dinda's hair is so tangled, her eyes look teary. That's when I thrust Dinda's small wallet, but it was even snatched by a burly man beside her

 

The man closed the door, without saying a word.

 

It's completely out of bounds, what citizens here don't know is that their citizens are getting physical violence.

 

On a whim I asked the mothers in the narrow alley, Where is Dinda's house.

"Assalamualaikum ma'am" I said salutations. They looked at me alternately, without even winking.

 

"Vaalaikumsalam. What's up, den?" ask the coffee shop's mother.

 

"Do you know a woman in the house whose paint is blue?" ask the mothers who are nangkring in the coffee shop.

 

"Oh, that's Neng Dinda and her husband Burhan. What's up, huh?" answer the seller.

 

"Didn't the mothers see anything suspicious about them?" my many. The mothers looked at each other as if they did not understand my words.

 

"meaning?" ask one of the mothers who was wearing a maroon red shirt.

 

"Like Kdrt?" ask again.

 

"There's no tuh, Mas. Their feelings are adem ayem. Neng Dindanya too, not much to say." Mothers answered me, making me a little upset. As neighbors they did not know about the circumstances of the woman named Dinda.

 

Indeed in this complex is so very quiet, as for mothers who are only temporary to spend their time. The rest of them spend a lot of time at home.

 

All this makes me want to find out as deeply as possible.

The information I got was not clear, with me forced to board a car to rent.

 

My thoughts are still with Dinda and her husband. Is this the meaning of my dreams every night?

 

My breath was really heavy right now, as if there were a lot of burdens I felt. Makes my heart and mind instantly chaotic.

 

The phone suddenly sounded. Call from Boss Nina, I picked up right then and there.

 

 

"Sir Haikal, what about his apartment. Are you comfortable?" ask Miss Nina.

 

"Sorry mom, I haven't seen her apartment because I want to go home.  To the rent first, to take some of my belongings," I replied. 

 

"Oh, yes already then," said Ms. Nina.

The woman who runs the boss in my company turned off her phone.

 

I who had just arrived at the rented was shocked by the people who gathered in front of the contract I was in, what were they?

 

Opening the car door, they looked hysterical. Welcoming my future.

 

Fortunately I bought a black sub-district on the side of the road, a hefty price of fifteen thousand can already be stylish. Dashingly opened the black glasses I was wearing.

 

The screams of the mothers in front of the contract seemed so hysterical. Looking at my eyes that shone like the sparkle of light, their mouths suddenly rose. 

 

"Slaves." That's what came out of my rented mothers.

 

"Sir Haikal, would you like to move out of this contract?" ask the rice seller who is my subscription.

 

I nodded my head, Miss Lisna the rice vendor sat down as if disappointed.

"When we are happy, in this contract there is a rich handsome man Mr. Haikal," said Bu Nunik, the owner of this contract.

 

"Udah handsome, friendly. Again," said Miss Lisna.

 

"Ouch. Thank you, Mother, for praising me. Honestly, my nose was about to fly" I replied in a joking manner.

 

"Yes, we mothers here can only pray for Mr. Haikal success and also quickly get a mate," said Ms. Lisan. Pray.

 

"Amen."

 

"If you don't get married. I'm ready to be  ...."

 

"So what's Miss Lisna?"

 

"So it's her father-in-law!"

 

"Oh, we thought he was his wife. Kan Bu Lisna ganjen."

 

Miss Lisna was singing her lips, snorting annoyedly at Bu Nunik.

 

"Have not quarreled, I want to say goodbye to mothers."

 

After leaving the contract, I drove the car slowly. Towards apartment.

 

Suddenly the phone rings.

 

Call from mom.

 

"City, Haikal. How are you doing, son?" ask your mom on the phone.

 

"Okay, I'm sorry Haikal's busy so Haikal can't call me yet!" my answer. The taste of kangen is increasingly stirring in the heart.

 

"No papa, it's important you're well there. I hope you can succeed there, son," said the mother. Praying me.

 

"Amin, mom!"

 

I heard my mother suddenly coughing.

 

"Well, what's wrong, right?" my many. There is a sense of worry enveloping the mind and heart.

 

"Emak's fine, don't think about mom. You're fine there, don't mind much, son!" answer mother.

 

My mom hung up the phone call suddenly. Immediately I called back, but no. Mom was not active anymore.

 

On the way to the apartment, I saw a woman walking. She was like Dinda. Stopping the car approaching the woman who was walking as if she was crying.

 

Run in a hurry," Dinda."

 

The woman turned in front of me.

 

"Sorry, who is it?"

 

It turns out she's not Dinda. I don't know why my mind is always on that woman named Dinda, when she's married!

 

If I call the police without evidence, I'll be the one who thinks gave false information.

 

When he arrived at the apartment, the figure of a woman was already in the brother of the apartment door. Middle waiting.

 

Who's the lady?