Love Above the Heart
an Unexpected Meeting -

*POV. Gia

I start my day with a friendly smile greeting the mothers who have been sitting pretty in the usual shop I buy breakfast.

"Bang Nasi has one" I said, ordering my breakfast.

"Back of yes, neng"

"Sip"

I'm lyrical a lot of people are still queuing up to be served. Some ate there but many took it home. This store is among the most crowded because the savory rice is really tasty.

(Yes, the name is also savory rice. If the rice is fried, fried rice is not savory rice. Dihh. Heheh)

I decided to wait while sitting down. I took the available plastic stool. Sitting while shaking my legs waiting for my order to be ready.

"Eh, there's Gia." Sapa bu Nila who was the first consumer of my stitches at that time.

"Yes mom. Waiting for breakfast orders too ma'am?"

"Yes, you want to buy rice at the wholesale front there." Miss Nila replied as her hand pointed across the street.

"Oh yes meet here, I said here aja deh yes"

"What did you say about mom?"

"That's Gia, the daughter of a mother who yesterday fiancee will marry in October. So, I want you to make a variety for the mother's family, can you not about?"

I smiled at the sumringah. "Wahh this big job mah" barinku gleeful.

"Can dong ma'am" I replied enthusiastically.

"Why for how many? When can Gia measure ma'am?" Added again.

"Not much, Gi. At least 12 people. Hehehe because we are a big family" said Ms. Nila cengengesan.

'Oh, my God, this is Nila. He said not much. And what did he say? Only 12? Justjust anyone?But at the end of the day he knows himself if he has a big family. Hahaha' funny me in the heart. 'You're laughing but you don't have the same heart as the mother'

I grinned to show a row of my teeth responding to Nila's answer just now when my pkiran has gone everywhere.

"Can't it be Gi? You are good at making good clothes. I don't want to be with the other Gi, later the model is so, not like a child today!"

"Idihhhhh this Nila ma'am is a mother of children today?" I said slurping.

"I'm a mother-mom now, Gi. Haha"

We also laughed at once.

"Okedeh ma'am, today also Gia gauge ya ma'am. Later Gia who stopped by mother's house. But 12 of them are kumpulin ya ma'am, so I'm measuring it all"

"After, I'll tell my family from the WA group"

"Sip is mom. At 2 o'clock yes" I said adding while taking an order of ready-made rice udukku.

"Okay boss" replied Miss Nila as she gave her thumbs up.

I went back to my contract first.

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This afternoon I went to Nila's house which was not far from my contract. Madam Nila has her own home. Not as contracted as I am.

The house is big and beautiful.

I entered after being invited by the owner of the house.

"This is what her name is Gia, later she who sewed our clothes - we, mbak" said Miss Nila to her brothers who had gathered like there was a cooking demo. Rame and boisterous.

"Well, you're so young, son. My son's age" said the other mother.

I'm just a whiny.

"Yes, young people have good talent. Hopefully the effort is smooth, son" said another middle-aged mother who I feel is the same age as my mother.

"Aamiin" I replied assuredly.

I started measuring their size one by one. I recorded and marked them with their names.

"Would the model be the same as all the mums?" I asked the mothers who were there.

"Same ajalah Gi" said Ms. Nila chimed in.

"Yes, so that it runs quickly and again let the cost be the same. There is no mercy and mercy. Hehehe" added another mother.

I nodded in agreement. True too, if different models will be ready long. I know myself and the time is really just 2 months away.

"Beres ma'am! the important thing if there is a next order do not forget about Gia hakutin yes. Noh the last rented house in the next alley! I said self-promotion.

I'm actually a gini. I'm used to being friendly and getting along quickly with other people. Moreover, my job was once a marketing. So I can really talk end-to-end nyerumpet to the promotion of the thing I'm in again.

Finally after we chatted from the discussion of diversity, total, this promotion was to discuss the widow flowers****ng which again hits, I also came home.

I was enthusiastic and immediately spent money from Ms. Nila to buy materials for a variety of families from Nila.

My days go by working hard and praying. Although sometimes "pretending" is also included in the list in my days now.

Social media that I use for the promotion of clothes that I sell has also begun to crowded viewers. Looks like my efforts began to be known to others not only among neighbors around the rented.

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Today I decided to go to the city market which was a good distance away with my contract. I'm not here for nothing but because the nearby market doesn't sell the stuff I'm looking for.

I look for body sculptures or mannequins to display my collection of stitched clothes at home. Let there be a look. As well as model promotion. If it is not hung in a mannequin, the model and shape of the shirt is not visible.

That's why I'm here now at the city market. The city market is very crowded. It is adjacent to the Mall area of the city that is no less large.

I really want to enter the Mall, because it's been a long time since my feet did not enter the mall.

Although I was not rich. But enter the mall, I often. Especially after I work. Hehehe

But I'm abandoning that intention.

"Can I have a khilaf later. So buy things that are not important" I murmured while frowning alone.

I also decided to go home. My fairly large groceries will be delivered to the store employees to the contract. Of course by paying the postage later.

I walked with shaky steps until I felt like I hit someone...

Scary. yes! I'm scared of him.

"Nico?"

"Gia?"

'always like this' my mind. I decided to go away but my short steps would still lose to the steady pace of the man who kept chasing after me.

"Gia, wait for Gia!" he said firmly and hastily.

Nico immediately pulled my wrist that kept walking in front of him.

"If you want to collect a debt now, I'm sorry I haven't been able to pay it." I said to divert what he would ask me even if I knew it wouldn't work.

I knew later he would ask me where I lived. So I turned it over before he asked.

"Hey hey hey" he said with a smile of excitement as he flicked my hand that was trying to cover my face.

"What?" I said I gave up while opening both my hands, revealing my face.

But without me expecting it, without permission and without cue, Nico immediately pulled me in his arms.

I'm flabbergasted by what Nico is doing right now. He could be like this. I pushed down her chest with my hand trying to let go of her embrace.

"What the hell are you Nico?" I said angry.

"Ma, sorry" he said.

"I'm just too happy to see you. What are you doing here, Gia? Where do you live? I've been looking for you everywhere" he added.

Sure enough my guess is about the question he's going to ask.

"A, i..--"

"Already, already. Let's talk first. May? Have you eaten? We talk there first yes" he said while pointing to a restaurant window that looks lined up on the floor of the Mall that I want to enter earlier.

"I can't. I'm busy" I said deciding her hopes.

I hate Nico's behavior and behavior. He could have treated me like this. He's a married man. I feel like I'm mocking this Nico fucker. My inner.

But suddenly I remembered his kindness for giving me money that I never imagined would be in my account. I felt I could not refuse it.

"Come Gia. Just talk. If you're so busy, at least let me have time to talk to you for a minute"

"What do you want to talk about? Yaudah here" I said pointing to the store's head.

Nico put on his face. I finally complied. I was tired of arguing and rejecting it. I'll just let it settle quickly.

We also walked along to Fount*in which is beside the entrance of the Mall .

"How are you doing, Gia?" Nico started a conversation between us.

"Me, well, as you can see" I said flatly.

"Emm, pregnant? Ask again in doubt.

I was holding my stomach.

"He's healthy, everything's fine."

I replied then while choosing a menu of drinks that since we came have been offered by Fount*in waiter.

"Didn't order any food?" it's like stalling for time. Then do the same while handing me the menu book again.

"Already, don't be stale. I was busy, Nico" I said again, showing a face that disliked me and immediately returned the menu book to the waiter next to me.

"Okay, I'm to the point. I want to, I also bear your burden." he said casually.

"What do you mean?"

"Yes, I want you and the boy to be a part of me. I will take your lives. And I, will take him as my son"

"You're crazy!" those words came straight out of my mouth.

Nico doesn't know himself. I deserve to hate him so much. From the beginning I was afraid to meet him. I didn't even want to meet her, since I was at Lyra's house. It is best that I avoid it. Why do I always meet him again?

"I'm serious, Gia. When necessary.."

"What do you need?" Ketusku.

"When I need to, I'll leave Lyra"

"It's crazy of you. Now you better go home. You wander your head in cold water. If you need to use refrigerator water so as not to sableng" I said.

I actually wanted to put it on at that moment. Hearing her answer was like hearing the cry of hell. I hate a married man saying something about leaving his wife for another woman.

Did he marry that woman on what basis? Just on paper? Is that?

Love puts it on the heart. Not just on paper. Especially over the snoring. 'this Nico's boil. Make me growl' My mind growls in my heart.

I almost slapped a slap to his cheek hearing his words. He really didn't change from the moment I decided.

But Nico smiled at my answer. He shook his head at my answer.

Maybe he thinks I'm messing around when I seriously want to flush him with the refrigerator water. If necessary, I go in the refrigerator.

I shuddered in horror at her smile. Again my mind speaks. 'Is he really a psychop*t huh? Hiii's'

"If the man who made you like this does not want to account for his actions, would he not be the one who is more deserving of the refrigerator water by you?" he said he was insinuating me about responsibility.

I snorted at his words. I put on a mocking smile.

"Your own wife is not to be held accountable. I want to take responsibility for me and my son. Listen Nico, change! Appreciate your wife!"

"I appreciate it."

"What yes? you married her. Take responsibility!"

"But, I love you Gia!"

I was stuck with those words. Nico can play with love. Arrghhhh. My name is in my heart.

"I've been trying Gia. And I took full responsibility for her life all along. But I still feel empty with him"

"And you'll tell your other women, won't you, to cover up your ugliness? don't seek justification for your actions!" My boy to Nico.

"Gia, I'm serious about my words. Please think and consider it"

"I rejected you. I am also serious about my words. I don't love you anymore, Nico. How can I live with you. How can I live on your wife's misery ha?"

"On Lyra let it be my business. Set your heart to receive me"

"After all, don't you want your son to have a father?" Added.

"I don't need to consider it, because my answer is still no. My heart is already filling. And it's not you anymore Nico."

"Maybe I love you, but that was it. Long before everything now. And about my son, why do you bother to think about whether he wants to have a father or not? He has a father! and it's not you" I said vehemently.

"Alright" he replied in despair.

"I'll wait until you find me" he said.

I grunt.

"I won't look for you unless I want to pay my debt"

I saw him snort, and then I left without touching a single drop of the drink we ordered.

I came out of the Mall with a feeling of anger, annoyance and annoyance mixed into one like mixed ice. ah I suddenly thirsty.

I also bought mineral water at a roadside hawker while sitting at the store's headquarters ordering Kang Ojek through an application on my phone.

"It's crazy that Nico is. From the past it has always provoked anger and sought a commotion with me" I murmured inwardly.

Shortly after my drink, Kang Ojek my order came and I went home to my rented house.

To be honest, I was suddenly tired after my argument with Nico.

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