
Dimas rushed away, having obtained permission to go home early. He went to the house of Winda. Fortunately, Dimas had followed Winda when he first met, so he could know the address of Winda.
Dimas stopped his car outside the gate of Winda's house. He rushes out of the car and hits the bell at the gate.
Not long after, came one of the Winda guards.
"Who's looking?"
"I'm looking for Miss Tera. Does he exist?" ask Dimas.
"Whose name are you? I'll tell Miss Tera first."
"Dimas. Just tell me my name is Dimas."
The bodyguard rushed into the house and not long after that he went out to see Dimas. The guard opened the gate and let Dimas in.
Dimas breathed a sigh of relief because Winda was willing to accept his arrival. Then there is still hope to make Winda stay.
"Sir, the lady is waiting upstairs, in her room. The last room."
Dimas immediately climbed the stairs to the room of Winda. The last room. Dimas paused for a moment to gather energy in order to persuade Winda to stay.
Tok to tok.
Dimas started knocking on the door and soon a voice came from inside.
"Lake in."
Dimas opened the door slowly and looked around the room. Dimas stepped slowly and found Winda dumbly packing.
"Sir, is this really you?"
Winda stopped packing, then looked towards Dimas who was already standing nearby.
"Would you recognize me if I said no?" said Winda looked at Dimas who was waiting for his answer.
"certain. Let me approach you and see you more closely."
"Please."
Getting the green light from Winda, Dimas immediately approached Winda who was sitting beside his bed while packing. Without a doubt, Dimas flicked his unraveled Winda hair to see the birthmark on the back of Vinda's neck.
And, he really is a Vinda. Dimas's heart was pounding uncontrollably, let alone his heartbeat had exceeded normal limits. Dimas could not bear it, he immediately hugged the body. Dimas increasingly tightly hugged Winda when then there was the sound of the sobs of Winda in his arms.
"Can you not go again? We just met. Don't you want to be with me?" tanya Dimas was sad.
"But I have to go, mas Dimas," replied Winda.
Hearing Winda's reply, Dimas was a little carried away by emotions. Dimas took off his embrace and looked at his wife's beautiful face which seemed to be keeping a secret. Dimas doesn't want to know for now.
"I'm sorry Dimas. One day I'll tell you everything."
"When are you going?"
"Tomorrow. Means I still have time to try to make you cancel your intention to leave."
"Mas, don't do that. If I don't go, I'm afraid I'll regret this."
"So I have no hope anymore? Alright, I don't want to see you living in regret anyway. But at least, let today, tonight I will accompany you here before you leave" Dimas pleaded.
"Yes. Mas Dimas's. Mas Dimas can stay here tonight."
Dimas looks worried. Looks like his passion for Winda is starting to get out of control. He held back all his might not to touch Winda. Dimas swallowed the saliva when he saw Winda who looked spoiled.
Winda tested it.
Dimas let go of Winda's hand and sat down next to him. I don't know what he's thinking. Dimas was so afraid he couldn't help but touch Vinda.
She's still my wife. Even though we've been separated for so long. He's still mine.
Dimas' hands were shaking. There was a contradiction in his heart, between not touching Vinda but in his heart wanting to.
Winda suddenly touched Dimas' hand which was still in doubt. Winda smiled as she looked at her husband who was still looking the other way.
"Is my face too bad for my husband to see? Since then Dimas did not want to see me," said the spoiled Winda.
Dimas closed his eyes hearing the spoiled voice of Winda. In his heart he screamed.
Don't tease me. Or will I not be afraid anymore?!
Suddenly Winda kissed her cheek. Dimas' eyes widened in shock. Well, Winda really made him unable to hold on anymore.
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