Because I Don't Want to Lose
15 - Closer

Upon returning from the villa, Anaya's awkwardness towards Izzar was dashed. There was a sense of comfort near Izzar, because the man seemed to understand it without him having to say much. It turns out that it is true, quiet souls will spread positive energy. The atmosphere of their home now feels warmer.

Meanwhile, Tristan increasingly intense to reach Anaya's attention. Plus the outing of his office is getting closer. The event will be held on Wednesday – Jum’at in Bogor. Tristan asked Anaya and Sandra to stay on the show despite the project manager and the assigned team.

Sandra immediately agreed. On the contrary, although Anaya liked the idea of being able to be close to Tristan, her heart was doubtful. He remembered Naira and Izzar.

“San, Tristan already know that I am Izzar's wife now?” ask Anaya after the last meeting of preparations.

“Hmm. I'm the one who told you.. I didn't say that you guys married contracts, I'm just saying that you and Izzar have agreed to split.” Sandra answered carefully.

“Reaction?”

“Say, he will wait because you are worth waiting for.” Sandra smile.

Anaya was flattered.

“Take a chance in Bogor later, Nay. We're there until Jum’at in the morning. Remember we had a wedding event his son the bank official on Saturday.”

“I'm afraid Ridwan knows I'm close to another man.”

“Play. There is me as camouflage. But, you must be willing that I will always be in your midst. We can also enjoy our time there. The salon and spa at the hotel was one of the best in my opinion. I'll have Ferdi book a room for the two of us. How, okay?”

Anaya thought for a moment. “OK! I asked Izzar for permission first!”

“Hah?!” Sandra was surprised. “Why should he permit? May the wife ask permission to the real husband aja.”

Anaya also wondered for himself why he felt he had to ask for Izzar's permission. But, after that he convinced himself that because he had chosen to be friends with the man, so it was only natural that he asked for his permission and entrusted Naira.

“Eee. So that she helps Mba Kemi take care and nurture him.” Anaya gave a reason.

Fortunately Sandra thought Anaya's reasoning made sense.

Izzar did not mind Anaya's plan. He even mocked Anaya who will have the opportunity to be with Tristan. Anaya was surprised Izzar dared to tease her so. However, then he even felt airy with the openness and understanding of Izzar.

The Tristan office Outing event starts from Wednesday afternoon. Every time Tristan gets close to Anaya. Sandra kept her promise with senanatiasa still accompany Anaya.

After the evening's show, Tristan invites Anaya to talk at the hotel's cafe. Sandra accompanied at a separate table, coolly calling someone.

Tristan tells her about her married life and the reason she divorced.

“He is too curb, set up a lot. I don't like being needed like that,” Tristan's story.

Anaya just silently listened to Tristan's complaints about his ex-wife. But, for a long time he was careless and uncomfortable. Because, Tristan is too detailed to tell the ugliness of the woman he once loved.

“You alone, why would you want to part with your current husband? Is his behavior the same as Ridwan?” tristan asked after sipping on his cappuccino.

Anaya stuttered. For a moment he compared Izzar to Ridwan. While thinking, he did not find the daily behavior of Izzar that resembles Ridwan.

“Come dong stories! I'll tell you how my ex used to be.” Tristan is waiting for his answer.

Tristan's demands make Anaya uneasy. He does not like to be forced to reveal the ugliness of others. About Ridwan, actually many things that disappoint him that he keeps himself. Moreover, this is about Izzar, who although he has not known for long, but there is no effective ugliness in. In the beginning, he was the one who hurt Izzar a lot.

Kala Anaya was confused as to what, her phone rang. Izzar sends a message asking Anaya to take time for a video call, because Naira can not sleep because she misses him.

“Sorry, my son requests video call!” said Anaya while picking up her earphones in her little bag.

Tristan nods in understanding, and moves to Sandra's desk to give Anaya a chance to communicate with her son.

On the screen of her phone, Naira is seen leaning spoiled on Izzar's chest. Her little face was pouting. The boy is upset because Anaya hasn't called him all day. Anaya. In an instant, Naira was cheerful again. Then they talked about sharing their experiences that day. Without realizing it, Anaya really enjoyed the moment. He feels homey.

Izzar promises to call Anaya again before Naira leaves for school tomorrow morning.

Seeing that Anaya had finished making a video call, Tristan returned to him.

“It's done?”

“Iya.”

“Can I see your son's photo?” pinta Tristan's.

Anaya shows some photos of Naira on her phone.

“She's cute, pretty. Similar to you.”

“When can I meet your son?”

“For what?” Anaya.

“Ketrika. I will have to approach your son too,” replied Tristan.

Anaya stunned. He felt like a person who was walking leisurely, then told to align himself with a fast-moving car. He became anxious and wanted to run away.

On the grounds of drowsiness, Anaya asked permission to return to the room. Sandra followed. The three of them walked over while talking towards the elevator.

One-story Anaya and Sandra room with Tristan room. While in the elevator, Sandra called Ferdi, the project manager. There was a problem that required Sandra's direct direction in the meeting room for tomorrow's activities.

“I go to meeting room first yes!”

“I'm coming!” exciting Anaya.

“Ngga try! Just a minute!”

Sandra pushed Anaya and Tristan out as soon as the elevator doors opened, while she went back down.

Unlike the previous, now Anaya feels awkward alone with Tristan. He immediately goosebumps when suddenly Tristan holds his hand, and pulls it gently.

“We go to my room, yuk!”

Anaya held back her footsteps. He thought he had misheard Tristan's words.

“What?”

“Ke my room. We can't go to your room. Not good if Sandra comes back later.” Tristan let go of his arm, but his hand moved around Anaya's waist. His body is getting closer. His hot hunting breath swept Anaya's forehead.

Anaya's heart was racing. The unrest that had been trailing him had turned into a wave of anxiety that struck his calmness. At once, he understood what Tristan wanted.

“Sorry, I can't!” Anaya quickly let go of Tristan's embrace, then walked quickly through the hallway towards her room. His hand was nervously looking for a key card in his bag.

“Anaya!” Tristan.

By the time he managed to open the door, Tristan was already a meter away from him.

“Please stay away from me! I'm not the sloppy girl you think I am!” Anaya said ketus.

His facial expression was very fierce. While his feet and hands are ready in the stance of the horses ready to attack.

Tristan took a step back. He remembers in High School, Anaya practiced taekwondo, even though he forgot what belt.

“Sorry, Nay! I'm sorry!”

Anaya quickly entered the room and locked the door. He sat on the edge of the bed, keeping his emotions in check. He was very disappointed with Tristan who did not appreciate himself who was still a wife. Her decision of opening her heart to him was truly a wrong action.

A minute later, Anaya stuffed her things into the suitcase, and called the office driver to wait for her in the lobby. Then, he rushed out while calling Izzar.

“Hei? Not sleeping?” greet Izzar.

Anaya's mouth was locked. The cool voice of Izzar touched his vulnerable inner self.

“Anaya?”

“I want to go home!”

Anaya held back her tears. He sniffled too. His disappointment towards Tristan shook his soul.

“Please?” Izzar could hear Anaya's bated cries.

“Ngga. I was escorted by the office driver.

“OK! I wait at home. Careful!”

Without saying goodbye to Sandra, Anaya returns home alone. Although he did not want to accuse, he suspected Sandra was working with Tristan to set him up.

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