I Or He Who Is the Actor
CHAPTER 19: Being Poetic.

Edo's maidservant, who was at her father's house, walked over to Isyana, who had been smiling since entering from the door.

“How are you, Bu.” Isyana greeted Bu Edo kindly.

“Alhamdulilah, I am good Bu,” replied Bu Edo with condolences.

“Please prepare this cake on a plate, keep bringing it to dad's room yes, Bu.” Isyana set her foot up the first step of the stairs. But his steps came to a halt and he immediately turned his head towards Bu Edo.

“Oh yes .. which I keep in the refrigerator, I eat later,” said isyana pointed to the red cake box.

Cklek.

Isyana slowly went into the father's room. He stared at his father's bed from a distance. The scent of intravenous fluids injected into her father's left hand, made Isyana's nose twitch to kiss him.

“Dad, Isyana is coming,” greet Isyana while smiling.

“Sya, you have come,” said Mr. Germian who sparkled staring at the arrival of his son. He put the book he read on the nightstand.

Ishana approached and sat down on the bedside. Staring at his father who is now sitting leaning on the bed. Gently rubbed his father's hand with an infusion hose.

“How are you dad, sorry new Shana can come again today .. Shana's work piled up this week,” said Isyana.

“Daddy is fine, Yes. You do not be too often nengokin father .. mending your time for the husband is the most important, let your relationship be more lasting, take Ikbal vacation Paris, London, Italy, or Switzerland. Even I was willing to spend my money just for the two of you, so you are always happy, Sya,”. Isyana was stunned to hear it.

“How can I be happy if Mas Ikbal already has another woman he loves .. so do I, as long as I live with mas Ikbal will not make me happy, Dad. Because of the one I love others, the inner” of Isyana.

Making her tears unstoppable, and finally dripping onto her face. Isyana turned her face rubbing her tears. Isyana did not want her father to see her grief.

Tok to tok.

Mrs Edo came in to bring her father's favorite chocolate brownie. Isyana smiled and grabbed the brownie-filled plate. Miss Edo left them again.

“For me dad is the most important number one,” said Isyana.

“This you, still say so .. now you have a husband! You should have spoiled your husband instead of father,” said his father.

“Have it done, don't talk about anything else. Look at this I've bought my father's favorite brownie,” said Isyana to switch the conversation.

“Isyana bribe yes,” he continued. She scoops the brownie part and directs it to her father.

Germian was smiling too. From the moment her mother died, Isyana became very protective of her. Mr. Germian is aware that Isyana's attitude is like that because she does not want to lose the person she loves anymore.

While chatting and laughing. Isyana released her tired thoughts that she felt during these few days. Especially when it was discovered that Ikbal had cheated. It feels like Isyana can no longer coexist with Ikbal.

Even though he doesn't love Ikbal anymore. But Isyana still does not accept that Ikbal cheating using money from hard work his father founded the company. Ikbal has also proven that he is not taghu thank you, if not for his father, maybe until now Ikbal did not become a big person like today.

When his father fell asleep. Isyana was crying while holding her father's hand.

“Is this my karma? Because I've also dared to play with fire, father? I betrayed Mas Ikbal first ... Even until now I can not forget it, although as hard as I tried.”

“I'm sorry, dad. I have become like this,” said Isyana.

Isyana came out of the father's room with a tissue in his hand.

“Bu Isyana, what is it?” bu Edo asked as she looked at the tears on Isyana's face.

“Nothing, I was just sad to see the condition of father,” replied Isyana while wiping her tears using a tissue and smiling forcefully.

Isyana immediately went downstairs. He walked towards the kitchen. His hand grabbed the pot of water that was on the dining table. Then pour it into a glass and drink it until it runs out.

“I prepare dinner first, Mom,” said Bu Edo.

“Tidak need, I want to eat the cake that I brought,” replied Isyana.

“Can you please get it?”

“Good, Bu.” Ms. Edo also took a box of cookies stored in the refrigerator earlier. Then put it on the table right in front of Isyana. After that he left Isyana alone.

Isyana opens a box of cookies containing her favorite tiramitsu brownies. The corner of his lips smiled as there was a piece of paper inside the box. He also took the paper.

“when did he write this? Elvano you are indeed full of surprises,” he said with a red clove on his cheek.

“Efforting to forget the memories will only hurt you, it is better to look forward it may be that the memories will be repeated and make you happier than before.” Isyana read the contents of the paper. And managed to leave him stunned.

“Since when he was this sepuitis ... El don't make me so selfish again, because if it happens maybe this time I won't let go of you,” Isyana looked at the brownie oyramitsu in front of her with a smile.

When I want to scoop the brownie. Isyana remembered Ikbal. He immediately sent a message to her. That tonight she'll stay at my dad's house. No matter the answer or not, Isyana just wants to make sure Ikbal's phone is active. But the message did not tick two, meaning Ikbal turned off his phone so that no one would interfere. Isyana knows Ikbal is with her affair right now.

After eating the brownies that Elvano bought. Isyana went into her room. Clean yourself up before you rest.

Next morning.

Isyana was sitting at the dining table sipping herbal tea and eating a sandwich. Dira sent an Email to Isyana's phone. He immediately checked the email. Isyana's gaze instantly sharpened as a hawk's eye. It turns out that the contents of the email are photos of activities Ikbal did all day yesterday.

Isyana smiled grinning. “Not satisfied in my apartment, even now they make out in my car .. so disgusting!”

“Morning, darling!” Moments later Ikbal comes to pick up Isyana. Then say hello and immediately kiss Isyana's forehead.

Isyana sighed and stared irritatedly at Ikbal. “I have to take seven flower baths, can be unlucky because he kissed my forehead,” Inner Isyana grumbled.

“Bu Edo, this is my favorite bone soup .. please give if you want to eat yes,” said Ikbal smiled kindly at Bu Edo.

Seeing Ikbal's attitude acting like he's a good son-in-law. Making Isyana fed up and losing her appetite. He went and left his food.

“Darling, are you still mad at me? About yesterday?” Ikbal asked on the way to Isyana's office.

Isyana turned to look at Ikbal and just silently stared at the back of his car. Then he turned his eyes out the window.

“They've dirtyed my car!” maki Isyana in the heart.

“Again it's your fault,” chirps Ikbal.

Isyana immediately looked over with a sarcastic look. “My fault?”

Ikbal nodded his face as if without guilt.

Isyana clenched her hand. “That broke down was your car! It's not because of me anyway, why am I wrong?”

“It is your fault for fighting what the husband says, yours is mine as well..what is the harm in lending me a car,” Ikbal said casually as he gazed towards the streets.

“I bought that car with my own money, my hard-earned money. Who says it's yours too!” Isyana could not hold herself back anymore. Ikbal has gone too far.

“Already, I had to meet a client this morning .. I don't want to because this fight my job is a mess,” Isyana said.

Isyana sighed softly and regulated her breathing. Trying to stay calm and not continue his quarrel with Ikbal. Because Ikbal still do not want to lose and insist that everything is Isyana's fault.

To be continued...