At this time, Rose pondered again alone, in a café; in fact, she wanted to go to the bookstore, just not in this state; cooling her head and improving her heart condition a little bit would be better. Rose sighed; she stopped attaching GPS to Dias so as not to be too heartbroken, and now it is true, her feelings have had enough, no longer heartbroken. It's just that, seeing the woman wear all the things given to her by her husband, it feels very annoying, proving that Rose is only a form of exchange and display and also a tool to resurrect the Dias company and her family, who collapsed. Once again, he took a breath, then let it out slowly. Not far away, it turned out that someone was watching him. And all that did not go unnoticed by his piercing eyes, watching how Rose took a breath, let it out, took a sip of warm coffee, and smelled its aroma as if he were getting peace from there.
Meanwhile, Dias, who was busy at work, received a phone call from a number he was very familiar with. Even so, being familiar with him, he could never ignore this number.
“Hello,” Dias greeted.
“Where are you?” asked the person on the other end of the phone.
Dias looked back at the caller's I'd Caller, and it was true; he was not wrong.
“It's in the office, why?” asked Dias again.
“I was just from that wife-you boutique,” he pressed in every word.
“Vania," called Dias
“Why?” asked the woman who was called.
“Where are you going there?" "I told you never to bother Rose; you never bothered her.” Dias sounded like she was sighing.
“How come you are different from him?" "Who exactly is your lover?” Vania seemed to groan in disapproval.
“I'm none other than Rose, but Rose is still my legitimate wife, and you're my lover." You know, right, that I only belong to you? "Everything in me is yours, not Rose's, but please don't bother Rose; she knows that I'm with you alone and never tries to separate us.” Dias tried to persuade Vania because he knew that she was easy to persuade him. They had been dating since high school and even had a secret relationship when he was married to Rose for more than five years. So, he has memorised it right.
“Vania, I know you are hurt, and I know how patient you are, but please, I can't marry you yet. I don't want mom and dad to be shocked to hear this; please give it time. After all, I've married you twice, and that's enough for now. Felice, our child will be fine too. Don't act too much, okay? "You know I only love you?” Dias was once again reminded.
Vania, on the other side, seemed speechless without responding. She is not a treasure madman, nor is she a person who actually wants to destroy other people's households, let alone Rose; it's just that Dias is her first lover. She was sometimes naughty, but Dias had been with him and was still the first person to reign in his heart. Sometimes, to be honest, she envied Rose's life; although Dias didn't love her, everyone loved her. She wanted to put Rose just once in her position. although it is difficult. And, knowing that he was to blame, he could even have been kicked out of Dias's life easily. Dias is his, but he must always hide in the shadows.
“Yes, I know, anyway; I didn't know that the boutique belonged to Rose, your wife. "I just happened to go there, Dias; yes, I'm sorry if I have put you in a difficult situation.” Vania finally relented.
Dias also never felt he was a good man, but for Rose, he never promised anything just to take care of the woman without knowing that his guard could fail and make Rose cry silently.
“Dias, I have an event later; go with my boss.” Vania tells Dias that she has an event.
“Yes, I also have an event, and it involves Rose. You are okay, right, baby?” Dias tries to persuade Vania as well.
“Yes, it's okay. Anyway, it's impossible for you and me to be a couple; we never can, and there is no chance to be a couple at a party, whatever it is.” There was Vania's weak but sorrowful voice. Dias, who couldn't bear it and knew how Vania was struggling, just fell silent.
“I'm sorry, baby. I promise that we will be together.” Dias promised something that he actually had a hard time giving. But what can you do? He did love Vania; it was proven that they had children; and he also survived these five years of marriage without touching her at all.
“Yes, I understand; yes, it was there later.”
After Vania broke off her call, Dias looked pensive; she could never decide or even end her relationship with Vania. Even then, the woman left, and he hated her. But it came back and brought the happy news that she was pregnant, then she was kicked out by her mother without knowing that Vania had children with her, and he married her to Rose. Going so on, it seemed that Dias's life was also not smooth. It's just that she has to take responsibility, and her child needs her. He loves Vania, and somehow Rose's beauty and kindness are masked by everything he has done with her.
In fact, if only Dias would open his heart a little bit to accept Rose,
Dias sighed, then looked back at the watch in his hand. It's time for lunch; she will just eat in the office, asking her assistant to buy food for her. The summoned Romans also walked in.
“Buy me some food; I haven't eaten lunch yet." This is all you, too. Dias gave one hundred thousand bills.
“Good sir,” Rome said.
Dias just nodded, giving an answer.
Rome passed, but before he walked out of the boss's room, he saw several times that Dias sighed and felt heavy; it seemed that his boss was in a dilemma. He knew that Dias was cheating; he originally wanted to tell Rose, the boss's wife. But, at last, it didn't happen. It wasn't that he wanted to take advantage; many times he was also caught by Dias, and even at that time, Dias had time to ask.
“Ask what you are curious about, but if you want to tell my wife, it doesn't matter." You're fired; that's it. If you would like to take advantage, you can never do it. Rose also deliberately defended this household, even though she knew I didn't love her. Back then, that's how he said it.
“I wonder why you would like to have an affair when Miss Rose is more than enough, but if I tell you, there is no benefit for me either." I blackmailed the father—not that I didn't want to; I just didn't like it that way. "After all, it's not my realm, Master; it's the father's family business.” That's how Rome answered, and until now, he did feel guilty about Rose, but Rome was also sure that Rose was not ignorant, as Dias said. He deliberately covered up all the ugly aspects of Dias.
Not long after, Rome came over with wrapped rice, and it didn't take long for Dias to immediately eat and finish it. Soon after, he returned to work because he had promised to be home at five o'clock because they had to prepare to go to a feast, to which Dias and Rose were invited, and they had to prepare something.
"Doctor Kahfa, what disease is Kania actually suffering from?""It's very hard for me to tell you this, Farhan.""Just say it, Farhan won't tell Kania.""Okay. I'm also confused about what Kania is suffering from. Yesterday Kania got brain cancer but strangely after I checked it wasn't brain cancer anymore but heart failure.""What?!""I know it's tough, but that's the fact for now.""Can Kania recover?""Every disease must have a chance to be cured. It's just that we also have to know what percentage of the chance to be cured. And Kania's chance to be cured is very small.""Isn't there any other way, Doctor? Apart from giving medicine?""Yes, surgery. It's just that this hospital hasn't found a donor heart yet.""Farhan is ready to donate Farhan's heart to Kania.""No, Farhan, I won't be able to do the operation later.""Farhan is okay, Mr. doctor, Farhan is sincere.""If you donate your heart to Kania, you will lose your life."Farhan was silent, then said, "Doctor, remember this ca
Everyone was silent when they saw Mr. Ali open the car door for Kania and took his hand. Just like a princess. Actually Kania was uncomfortable with their gazes on her."Sir, they look like-""Let them be, they are jealous to see I treat you like a queen and you deserve to be treated like that."Kania could only swallow her saliva very hard, hoping for Pak Ali to let go of her hand, but to no avail. His hands were gripped even tighter."Don't even think about letting go of your hand from mine, because the formula in my dictionary is one. Once I choose you to be my wife, you will be my wife."Kania could only nod, while continuing to walk to the rhythm of Mr. Ali.Suddenly they were surprised by Maira with smiling lips. Weird isn't it? It was as if Maira had just let Mr. Ali go for Kania."Maira?""Kania, I've told you before, haven't I? That I've made it clear that you and Alexis are united. May you always be happy.""Thank you," Kania said while hugging Maira and vice versa."Ekhm...
Farhan turned out to be very romantic. He always takes me for walks, eats, even yesterday he bought me a pink pashmina hijab for me to wear. Farhan and Ummi are also getting closer, Glory be to Allah.However, this heart has been engraved with another name. This heart already has a place for only one person and certainly not Farhan. Pak Ali has not been to campus for three days, I don't know what happened to him. I can only wheel hopefully he is always in the protection of Allah.I was sitting in the park, enjoying the beautiful morning at Gunadarma university. The wind makes the atmosphere fresher. Suddenly Maira approached me, she also sat beside me."You're right, Alex only loves you. Forgive me and forgive him, Alex is not wrong. You need to know, Alex is sick and alone at home.""You should take care of him," I said with a smile."I can't take care of him."I turned to look at Maira in surprise."Why?""Because he doesn't want me. He only wants you."I'm still silent, I don't kno
Beautiful morning. Hopefully, today I'm ready with clothes and all kinds of practice equipment. Yes! Today we have a practice on how to perform surgery on the heart. Hmm, that sounds terrible. Suddenly, my eyes caught the figure of Mr. Ali who was waiting for me in front of the house while standing next to his car then my eyes again caught the figure of Farhan with his motorbike heading to my house. Astagfirullah, I quickly left the room and met Ummi to say goodbye, don't forget to take the medicine and the milk."Nia? Come on in, we'll be late," said Mr. Ali as he opened the car door."Nia, let's go up. We will be a little impromptu racer," said Farhan while holding the helmet that I often use."Heh! Speeding on the streets is not good!" said Mr. Ali as he walked over to where I was standing."Heh! If you sit too long with the air conditioner while waiting for the green light to come on, it's not good," said Farhan while following Mr. Ali's style of speech."Who are you? I'm a doctor
Finally Kania and Farhan arrived at Gunadarma University. Kania had gotten off her motorbike but for some reason the helmet that Kania was wearing couldn't come off. Finally, Kania asked Farhan for help to let her go. Farhan is happy to help him.Not far from where they were, Mr. Ali saw all the events. Where he saw Farhan who was taking off his helmet for Kania, made his chest rumble even more. Instantly Maira hugged him making all students and students see it. Likewise with Kania, her heart hurts a lot. But he tried not to care like he had been doing all this time."Let's go," said Kania, pulling Farhan's hand.As for Mr. Ali, he tried to free Maira's arms from him. Because he doesn't want all his students and students to misunderstand, because the students and students know that Pak Ali is still single and it's impossible to like someone with revealing clothes."Maira! I hope you can be professional this time, at least only this time!" said Mr. Ali, then left Maira alone with a fee
"It is true that love is an extraordinary gift."Today I have been allowed to go home by doctor Kahfa. Pak Ali is very happy and so is Ummi. I am also very happy, especially now that I really feel the love given by God through a lecturer who is fierce, firm, strange and definitely flat. It turned out that Mr. Ali was not like that, he was very kind, sweet and most importantly for me he turned out to be an ustadz. Alhamdulillah, if I get married later the person who proposes to me must have the title of Ustadz, and Alhamdulillah I was given more than the Most Merciful. Not only an ustadz and lecturer, Pak Ali is also a professor as well as a doctor. Ah! I feel like I'm with great people every day."Thank you for everything, sir," I said, looking at Mr. Ali's face so deeply that it made him a little embarrassed."Don't look at me like that, later I'll baper you're not even responsible," he said again but while taking my suitcase out of the trunk of his car, while Ummi was busy in the ki