
" Now you just feel what pain is?." Maya slightly pushed Dimas' shoulder. " Your sadness and tears are not worth the wounds you have scratched in my sister's heart!." Maya's condemnation seems to tear down the world of Dimas today.
So that Dimas is not able to defend himself or just dodge...
There is not every second for him not to be tormented by the passing of Alexa and their children.
" Now all your regrets are too late. Find your happiness! At least you can make up for the pain in Alexa's heart by getting back up and looking for the happiness that is waiting for you out there." Maya.
Actually Maya did not have the heart to see Dimas slumped like today.
But Maya and her family are very disappointed and also very much feel the loss of Alexa.
" Here you are.now you do not have to regret everything, because it is useless. Ash will not return to wood." Maya said.
Seeing the weak Dimas helpless, made Maya reluctant to linger there. After a few minutes Maya stood looking at her sister's grave, she left immediately.
A smile accompanied his steps, after being content to torture himself Dimas....
Dimas again cried, he could not resist the outpouring of sadness in himself.
The honor of a man is willing to bet for the sake of a woman he loves so much.
Tears for a man are weakness.
But men are also human, where they (Male ) also have a heart.
Try to be strong and then get back up....
" Dear, I'll go first." On the swab was the tip of the tombstone and then Dimas immediately left.
Along the way his heart was very chaotic.
" How can I find another woman who can be like you Lexa." Lirih Dimas's.
Throughout his wishful thinking never the slightest to not think about Alexa.
But actually Dimas often toyed with many women the night.
But not a single woman was able to captivate his heart...
Often he plays with them to just release the desire in themselves.
Perhaps through them, Dimas could forget about his problem for a while.
Dimas was surprised and looked for a place to pull over....
" Yes, Ma. What's up?." Looks like Dimas heard there was a commotion in his house.
The sound of sobs from her mother made Dimas anxious.
" Damn it! He's back to hurt Mama.." Soon the car goes fast.
Arriving at home, Dimas is shocked by the quarrel between Mama and her Papa.
" That's enough....!." Dimas ran and hugged his mother. " Mama, is it okay?."
" Mom and son are the same. You can't understand me either..." Kecam Didy(Papa) while throwing a vase of flowers at Fita(Istri).
" enough! Why does Papa always hurt us? hasn't Papa tortured us all this time? and why did Papa bring this despicable woman into my house?." Angry Dimas not unstoppable.
Disappointment shackles his life, freezing his compassion for his biological father.
Plaque....
One slap of hard on Dimas' face.
" Aren't you aware of who you're talking to? I am your Father! it wouldn't be you now, if there wasn't me."
The hard slap on his face was not comparable to the harshness of the mental impact his father gave him.
" Please don't argue.... You are a son and father. It's not good if you guys fight like this." Fita tried to break up even though honestly she was also hurt.
" Silent you." Didy almost threw a slap.
However, Dimas immediately fended off Didy's hand.
" Never raise your hand to my mother. I won't let your dirty hands touch my Mama."
" It's too bad you talk to your own father like that." continued the woman standing next to Didy.
" Who are you? You know what you know about our lives?." Dimas stared ruthlessly at the woman with one finger pointing right at her face.
" Dimas, relax, son. Mama's fine." Fita hugged her son tightly.
" But this woman must be taught a lesson! I don't like them coming and setting foot in my house. Now I'm asking you to get out of here, go."