My Angel Wife
Chapter 9

Zico now stared intensely at Fanya's eyes without letting go of her hand.

"Well, will you forgive me? Forgive all my mistakes?" asked Zico when there was no reply from Fanya after his long speech.

For a few seconds, Zico again waited for an answer from Fanya who was still silent by looking at him before the girl's eyes gnawed. Fanya was aware of her astonishment. Fanya was surprised when she lowered her head and saw her hand was in the grasp of the man who claimed to have wronged her. Fanya quickly pulled her hand out of Zico's. Then after that he shifted his sitting position more and more mepet to the divider of the park chair.

As for Zico, the man stared blankly at his hand. Just now he could feel the soft and warm hands of his female devotee, now he had to be willing if the hand he had held was out of his reach. He took a long breath. Disappointed Zico had felt but he immediately removed his feelings and chose to look at Fanya with a sweet smile on his lips.

"I understand if you have not been able to forgive me who has hurt you physically in the past or now. But I'm really sincerely apologizing to you. And what I said was not just my writing, but it was all true. You may have forgotten, but I didn't. Again I apologize to you Fanya and tell me what should I do to get sorry from you?"

Fanya is still silent which makes Zico confused himself. Was his mistake so fatal that Fanya would not forgive him? Not even a word out of his lips.

"Fanya, i-" had not yet had time for Zico to continue his remark a small notebook stretched out right in front of him. The book is from Fanya.

Zico looked at the notebook and stared at Fanya alternately before his eyes were now fully fixed on the note book that read, "I've forgiven you."

A wide smile immediately adorned Zico's face. With a twinkling gaze, he turned his gaze back towards Fanya who was bowing her head. It seems that the woman still has a fear of him.

"Have you really forgiven me?" Fanya just nodded her head in return from Zico's words earlier.

"Thank God, then," said Zico, who can now breathe a sigh of relief. His guilt over the years slowly disappeared as well when he had gotten forgiveness from the person he had hurt.

Zico, who felt there was little chance of starting to approach Fanya despite the awkwardness of Fanya, said again, "Well then let's start our official introduction. Yes, even if I've said my name before, but I'll repeat it."

Zico cleared his throat for a moment, and his hand was stretched out right in front of Fanya.

"Include my name, Akalanka Zico Bagaskara Abhivandya. You can call me by whatever name you want. Want to call love even though I will gladly accept," said Zico of course he continued the last sentence in his heart. There was no way he could say it so blatantly, afraid that Fanya would become an illusion to him and eventually move back away from him.

Fanya stared at Zico's hand. With hesitation he began to move his hand to return Zico's hand. Just a few seconds the hands of the two fused because Fanya immediately pulled it. Again Zico only gave up the warm grip of his heart adoration. But he promised that if he had managed to get Fanya, he would not let Fanya let go of his grasp.

When Zico was busy with his thoughts, he was made aware of a notebook that was returned to be thrust in front of him. Without confusion as before, Zico immediately read every sentence in the book.

"My name is Evanthe Fanya Zahira. And I want to thank you for helping me to treat my wounds. Thank you Aka."

Zico who read the sentence especially when he read the word Aka, his heart suddenly beat fast. His face was hot. He believes that Aka's word is a call from Fanya for him. It sounded strange indeed because this was only the first time there was someone calling him by his first name. But the strange was covered with a sense of happiness that erupted in his heart. Is it with him who gets a special call from Fanya, indicating if the intention of his approach has got the green light from the person he wants to approach? Zico feels like that.

Zico who was smiling himself by turning his eyes towards the lake to hide his face that was flushed like a tomato made Fanya astonished herself to see it. But he just shook his shoulder before his hand moved to cross out the notebook that was in his left hand forming a sentence that he would give to Zico later.

When he was done, Fanya seemed hesitant to pat Zico on the shoulder. His hand that had been stretched out on Zico's shoulder he pulled back, but shortly after he returned close again on the shoulder of the man sitting next to him and then pulled again. It was done repeatedly until Zico who realized the action of Fanya earlier, he immediately turned his head when Fanya's hand almost touched his shoulder. Fanya quickly pulled her hand nervously.

"What's wrong?" asked Zico who was trying to hold back his laughter when he saw Fanya's behavior earlier. Not only held back his laughter, but Zico also had to endure his anxiety that would pinch Fanya's cheek.

While Fanya, without looking at Zico because she was embarrassed, he thrust his hand carrying the note paper that he had torn from his notebook earlier. When he felt that the paper was already in Zico's grasp, he immediately stood up.

Expanding Fanya from his seat made Zico immediately block his arm so inevitably Fanya stop his legs that will step.

"Where are you going?" ask Zico.

Fanya nailed next to her eyebrows, then her gaze turned towards the paper that Zico was still holding. Zico who understood, he followed the direction of Fanya. Only then did he realize that he had not read the message from Fanya earlier.

Zico now began to read the lines on the paper.

"Well, I'm going home. Thanks again for your help today."

"Let me drive you home." Fanya quickly shook her head.

"You don't want me to take you? Why?" Fanya quickly wrote back, then after she finished showing it to Zico.

"My house is very close from here. It only took about 5 minutes to arrive. So you don't have to bother driving me."

"No. I don't feel bothered. So let me just take you with me." Zico got up from his sitting position of course his hand was still loyal in Fanya's arm.

As for Fanya, she shook her head again.

"I told you Fanya, if I didn't feel bothered by you at all. So there's no need to hesitate, if I drive you."

Again and again Fanya shook her head. Not only that, the woman was now cupped in her palms to beg Zico not to take her.

Zico who saw this plus saw the pleading gaze of Fanya, he sighed. There was no way he could force his desire to drive Fanya, when he saw Fanya's eyes. But if he does not drive Fanya, he is afraid that the woman will disappear from him again. Because if he drove Fanya to the woman's house, at least he had a destination when he wanted to find the whereabouts of Fanya.

"Well, I beg you."

The three words were engraved on the notebook that was already in front of Zico.

"alright. I'm not taking you home. But can I have your phone number?" A brilliant idea suddenly appears in Zico's intelligent brain as his mind is filled with worries if Fanya will disappear again from him. At least if he has a Fanya number, he can exchange messages to him, make phone calls or video calls if he misses. Of course, with him having a mobile number Fanya will make it easier for his intentions to approach Fanya.

Fanya was quite surprised by Zico's request. But given the time that showed almost 12 noon and a half, he inevitably wrote down a row of his cell phone number on the paper and handed it to Zico.

Zico's eyes sparkled staring at Fanya's mobile number, to the point that he didn't realize Fanya had started walking towards him.

"I'm going to be missing" parrot Zico as he held his head back and found no Fanya in front of him.

He circulated his views but unfortunately he was completely unable to see the existence of Fanya in the park, considering that in this shady park more and more daytime visitors. So that he could not find the existence of Fanya who had mingled with other visitors. Zico was upset.

"Ck, even though I'm not satisfied with him. Huh, but it's okay because I've got her phone number, I can call her at will," zico said by looking back at Fanya's phone number before she kissed the paper and then she stepped her feet cheerfully, so that she occasionally jumped small in her steps. No matter the eyes of the people who looked at him strangely. How they all did not feel strange when they saw an adult male who had a large posture, wearing formal clothes amid his own smile with footsteps that jump exactly like a child who was bought ice cream by his mother. Zico's behavior is very, very, very, not describing his current appearance.

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