IT'S ME YOU HURT
Ziva Messages

"Ray, you wait for Mas in the car!" Mas Angga.

"Yes, um."

Raya obeyed the orders of Angga mas, with a smile she immediately left without saying goodbye, she just came out. You have no ethics! Seen once the face of victory that he deliberately showed me and Gina for successfully gaining the trust of Angga mas. It is a pity that adult and educated men like Angga easily believe in Raya. But that is the power of love. Mas Angga has been blinded by his love for Raya, and in any case now Raya has become his wife!

"So now, our problem is Ziva! Ma'am, I've asked Reyna for permission, and we have agreed that today Ziva will be with me for two days." Said Mas Angga starting the conversation in front of Mother after Raya went to the car.

"But mas, I can't give up Ziva in the care of a stepmother like Raya! I can't calm down! Mom, I just saw what kind of attitude of wife mas Angga!"

I don't know why my feeling isn't good. Yesterday I had indeed agreed to the request of Angga mas to spend time with Ziva for two days, I had even prepared Ziva's needs when later at Mas Angga's house since last night, but somehow at the moment I don't want to agree to the request of Angga to bring Ziva.

"Raya is very young, she just needs time to learn how to behave. But the guy's good. He couldn't have done anything bad to Ziva. I only asked you for two days with Ziva. It's also because I'm off, so I won't leave Ziva with anyone else." Mas Angga tried to persuade me and Mother.

Mom and I looked at each other. I shook my head still not allowing Ziva to be with Angga, but mother tried to smile to calm me down while nodding her head.

"Reyna, nak Angga also has rights with Ziva because of the son of Angga Papa Ziva's birth. It's only two days, right?"

"Yes ma'am." answered Angga enthusiastically.

"As her father, I couldn't have wanted anything bad to happen to Ziva. I must have taken good care of my son!" Say Mas Angga later.

"Please keep our trust, Angga!" Mother reminded me.

I had to finally agree to Angga's request. How else would you say that, what can I do. Hopefully my hunch is not right.

"But tomorrow night you have to take her home!" I finally made a sound.

It looks like Angga mas wants to say something, but eventually he did not say it. Mas Angga just nodded in agreement to my words.

I then went to the room to call Ziva and took the bag that I had prepared as Ziva's necessity there. When I arrived at the room I saw that Ziva was busy watching youtube on Gina's phone. He could have stayed alone in the room.

"Darling, come... Ziva wants to come with papa?" I asked my son.

"So Ziva can come with papa ma?" My son asked me back.

"Yes, baby, I can." I answered with a smile on my face Ziva. I was surprised by Ziva, he was not even three years old but his style was as similar as an adult.

"Smooth mama is fine if Ziva doesn't exist!"

Deg!!

Why does my heart suddenly hurt to hear Ziva say this?! I immediately dismissed that feeling.

I held Ziva in my arms. I loved and cherished my son.

"Yes, baby, of course."

"Promise?" Ziva asked as he stretched out his little finger like a grown child. I was shocked and laughed at him.

"Yeah. Mama promise!" I also hooked my little finger to Veren's pinky. After that put the mark with the thumb.

Jesus, is this behavior from Gina or is she imitating all of this from her YouTube show?! Batita-batita today, is sophisticated-sophisticated.

"Ziva should also be a sweet boy at papa's house. Can't be naughty, can't cry! If you want to ask for something, say it well so that others understand!"

"Yes my mom."

I hugged Ziva again, even this time my arms got tighter. Ziva was so uncomfortable with my attitude. I kissed her whole face.

After satisfied chatting with my son, I delivered Ziva to Angga mas in the living room.

Mas Angga immediately hugged Ziva, his right hand hugged Ziva while his left hand carrying the Ziva bag that I had prepared.

Mas Angga said goodbye and went with Ziva.

I don't know why my heart ached leading to Ziva's departure. Am I jealous of Angba and Ziva? Or just a sense of loss because it's the first time I'm going to sleep without my son since Ziva was born. I can't be selfish! I cannot separate Ziva from his biological father. Ziva deserves to be happy to get affection from his mom and dad.

When Angga's car was gone, he came from the market with his motorcycle.

"Ziva's been picked up by his dad?" Said my father when he saw me in front of the living room door. It turns out that mother had told him that Ziva would spend time with his father.

"Yes yeah. They just left." My answer.

"This is the key to the bike." Dad gave me the keys to the bike.

"Today you want to work, right? How was your job yesterday?"

Last night I did not have time to talk to my father because I was busy preparing Ziva's needs and spending time with Ziva.

I told you about yesterday's incident briefly, of course I skipped about the insults I received from Mr. Roky before I delivered the package.

"Tomorrow if there is a problem with the vehicle, or any problem you encounter on the road do not hesitate to contact father, yes!"

"Yes, yeah." Reply obediently.

"But I'm proud of you Reyna, you can solve your problems well. Always remember, there are no coincidences in this world. Everything that happens even though bad events, there is always God's purpose and plan in it. And there's no God's plan that's bad for his people."

"Yes dad. Thank you." Thank you."

I say goodbye to Dad for entering the auction in my application. I also started my job by taking a student to college.

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Pov Raya

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After going through a long drama, I finally have status as the legal wife of Angga Abdullah. At first I only accepted if only married religiously, as long as the Angga mas responsible with the child I was carrying. My parents and family also do not matter if I only become a second wife, well even though my father and mother were angry with me because they were related to a man who has the status of a husband, but what you want in the word rice has become porridge. Father blesses me as long as my child in the womb has a father.

Indeed, I've slept with some men, but I'm sure the child in my womb is the blood of the flesh of Angga.

I'm glad Angga divorced his ugly, fat wife. Finally I'm the only woman in Angga's life. My status as the wife of Angga is religiously and legally valid.

But I'm a little upset with my mother-in-law. I haven't been at Angga's mas house for a month, but I've had a headache hearing her scolding that made me have earaches. Whereas when I came to play in this house as Fani's friend, my mother-in-law was always nice to me.

I don't want to care about it, the important thing is that I'm happy. I am happy that all my needs are met by Mas Angga. I was just going out of the room to eat, after that I went back to the room to continue my activities watching Korean Drama.