Forced to Get Off Bed
41. Suddenly Kissed

Digta's car stopped for the first time at Ciya's school.

“Bye Aunt Zeya..” Ciya kiss Zeya's cheek.

Digta twisted his body while reaching out for Ciya's diicum. “True learning, nak.”

“Iya, Father.”

“Salim Aunty Kiara, dong.” Digta Leech.

And Ciya complies to kiss the back of Kiara's hand before getting out of the car.

“Bu Kiara, Mas Digta is a fierce person, loh.” Zeya bows his head after the car sped back to leave the school Ciya.

“Eh, time, anyway?” Kiara looked back. “Pak Digta looks good and friendly,” Kiara said again.

Zeya sat leaning back in her chair while holding her back. It seemed, Kiara had already started to get into Digta's trap. To the extent that Kiara considers a man like Digta is a good and gentle man.

Gentle?

Pret's!

Gentle where.

“Yesterday, my father was met with the ghost of his late mother. The problem is, because his father already had another girlfriend when his mother recently died. Continues, his father's girlfriend is also trance because possessed by his late mother Ibuknya.” Zeya suddenly told me. I don't know who would let him tell such a story.

But, Digta knew what Zeya's story meant. Must be insinuating himself.

Because of feeling arrogant, Digta was brake suddenly to make Ziya's body bounce forward. His head was pinched with Digta's car dashboard.

“Aw...”.

“Zeya, you're okay, right?” Kiara asked in panic.

“Sickness, Bu.” Zeya rubbed his eel and sat down again on the chair. He looked at Digta from the front view. “Mas intentionally yes?”

“There was a cat passing earlier in front.” Alibi Digta's.

Zeya turned her lips in annoyance. Digta must have done this intentionally. Finally, Zeya decides to stay quiet until Digta's car stops at the campus courtyard.

“Thank you very much for the ride Mr. Digta.” Kiara said sweetly.

“Sama-sama, Bu.” Digta answered sweet-ass.

Then, Kiara got out of the car first. Seeing the behavior of those two who looked more like ABG bucin, made Zeya want to vomit.

“Huweek.” It was as if Zeya had intentionally done just that in front of Digta. Just as Zeya was about to open the car door, Digta immediately pulled the woman's hand.

“Eh, why this, Mas?” Zeya. Still Digta had time to pull his hand when Digta was sitting in the steering chair, even Digta to move sit and jump from his chair to the back seat.

Then Digta sat down right next to Zeya, causing Ziya to stumble in shock.

“What do you mean and purpose to say so in front of Bu Kiara?” Digta direct to the point.

“Ng-Which way?” Zeya became nervous, especially when Digta stared fixedly at her face. And the distance between them was only an instant.

“Ngawur stories you created yourself.”

“Ng-it, it is true, not a story ngawur.”

“You want to lie to me? Want to embarrass me in front of Miss Kiara? I sudsh said, me and Bu Kiara have no relationship whatsoever.”

Zeya turned the eyeballs with a puff. “Keep, what does that have to do with me?”

Digta hit the window of the car behind Zeya. “Don't mess with me, Zeya.“

“Who wants to mess with Mas Digta. I'm just telling you the truth. It's not that I don't like Mas Digta being close to other women, it's up to Mas Digta. But the moment is not right. Mba Ambar has not died a month, but Mas Digta instead wants to find a replacement Mba Ambar quickly. Naturally dong, if I'm upset.”

“I did, already told you. Me and Ms. Kiara have no special relationship. Why do you always worry about that problem. Don't tell me you're jealous?”

Zeya raised both eyebrows, while giggling amusedly. “I? Of jealousy? No way! I have no reason to be jealous of Mas Digta.”

“Obviously have one, I do, your husband.”

“Loh, did not Mas Digta himself say that our relationship is only status. So, why should we be as close as pulse, although actually our relationship is as far as the sun.”

Digta fell silent, his eyes only staring at this woman in front of him sharply.

“Don't act like that, Zey. Mami is still at home, later I have to make any more excuses to protect you.”

“Protect me? all this time, I was just protecting myself. Mas willingly wait for me to be able to go home together, and Mas did it all so that Mas Digta was not bought with Mami, right? Not to protect me from Mommy's anger. In fact, when Mami scolded me, yelled at me, slapped me, Mas just kept quiet. Mas wants us to go home together to avoid trouble with Mami. Yes, right?”

Digta was silent for a moment, the man took a deep and long breath.

“Iya, right. Why indeed?”

“Egoist basis.” Zeya pushes Digta's body irritated.

Then Zeya turned and was about to get out, but Digta pulled his shoulder so they faced each other again.

“I don't let you go with Zega,” Digta said firmly.

“Mas has no right to ban me.”

“I have rights, because I am your husband! You understand?”

“Why the hell, Mas Digta always behaved like Mas Digta only. Without thinking of my passion! Why Mas Digta always—“

Cup.

Zeya stopped her sentence when Digta suddenly kissed zeya's lips. Make the condition of Zeya's body become tense.

Digta did not****** Zeya's lips, Digta just put her lips on Zeya's lips. Until the end, Digta felt that this was wrong. This shouldn't have happened.

Because seeing Ziya nagging is not clear, making Digta so long for Ambar. The way they were nagging Digta was exactly the same. And Digta always kissed Ambar's lips to stop his wife's nagging.

And now, somehow Digta did the same thing to Zeya. This is an out-of-bounds action!

Zeya was still not twitching, her breathing was being decapitated as her heart beat rapidly. In fact, Zeya was silent like a statue. Unable to speak, or move.

“Sorry.” Digta changed his body position while kneading his temple. Then, Digta again saw Zeya who was still not struggling. “Serah, now it's up to you to go with Zega, cake, Zygote cake, whatever. That's none of my business.” Digta got out of the car first, leaving Zeya still frozen in the seat.

What was that? Zey touched her lips.

Did he just get kissed by his sister-in-law?

What is this feeling?

“Aarrghhhh!” Zeya was rummaging as she stomped her feet and ruffled her hair in frustration. “Mampuusss, want to be stuck where Ikeeee face!”

***

Digta tried to walk as quietly as possible, even though his mind was in turmoil. But, he must not show his anxiety in front of anyone.

“Good morning Mr. Digta Dion greeted warmly as Digta stepped through the faculty aisle.

“Again, Sir.” Digta answered.

“Wah, Pak Digta's body is cold like this, anyway?” Dion comments as the man boldly embraces Digta.

Uncomfortable, Digta puts away Dion's hand. “Iya, probably due to AC hit car.” Alibi Digta's.

“Oh yes, sir, by the way.. Pak Digta is really talking to Bu Kiara huh? Because I often see you two getting closer and closer.”

“Passion Mr. Dion alone may.”

“But, sir, no problem, Bu Kiara is single, loh.”

Digta squinted at Dion.

“I'm sorry, sir, didn't mean anything. But, if I look carefully, It seems that Bu Kiara likes Mr.”

Digta frowned. “There-there's only.”

“I never accidentally saw the contents of the mobile galerry Bu Kiara, sir. And the contents are photos of the Father taken secretly by Bu Kiara. In fact, I saw it before Mr. Digta's wife died.”

“He?” Digta shock.

“Iya, Sir. So, most likely if all this time Bu Kiara has liked Mr. Digta for a long time.”.

Digta fell silent, because this statement was enough to make Digta shocked not play.