Neighbor's Blanket
Chapter 33

Dirga POVs

"Promise Mas to come home from work, stop by the house," Ziva's voice sounded enthusiastic across the street. I can imagine how his current facial expression with both beads of eyes must be sparkling.

After yesterday I could not come to see him because I chose to go on vacation with Bianca, today I took the time to go to Ziva's house after returning from work later.

"Hmm, but today I'm home at 7." I received a phone call from Ziva while checking the report on my desk. I was reluctant to pick him up, but since yesterday I have often refused to call him.

Under these circumstances, Ziva does need a figure who can always be there for himself and Rayyan.

"Then I'll have dinner ready. Anyway Mas don't eat at the office yeah, we're having dinner together." Ziva is a little spoiled whining. His attitude is still the same as it was 8 years ago.

"Yes, it's up to you."

"Be busy, I'll let you know if you want to walk." I intend to end his phone call.

Actually not because of the busy reason, but rather I want to call Bianca who has not answered chat and phone calls from me since noon.

The last time Bianca told me at 10 a.m., she answered my chat and said that there were no irregularities or suspicious things at Airlangga's company. Bianca said that the company leadership was suddenly replaced with a new leader, so it needed a new secretary as well.

"Yes Mas, it seems like Rayyan is also waking up. I'm going to his room."

We ended the phone call with a duration of almost 30 minutes. Ziva told a lot of stories and complained when Rayyan had a fever yesterday and had to be rushed to the hospital.

They only live together in this city after Ziva's husband died due to a work accident 2 months ago.

Ziva actually still has parents and family in Jakarta. Unfortunately since she decided to marry her late husband, both parents and even all her family no longer want to think of her as family. Ziva was expelled and settled in the city after marrying her late husband.

1 month ago, I accidentally bumped into Ziva while buying food for Bianca after coming home from work.

My encounter with Ziva certainly left me shocked and almost in disbelief. After 8 years we decided to separate, fate brought us back together in different conditions.

8 Years ago, at that time our status was still as lovers. Ziva was my first love when I just came to Jakarta and went to college there. We had a relationship for almost 4 years when I was 18. Many beautiful and sweet things that we have been through during those 4 years.

Even for the first time in life, we had been through a hot night right on our 1st anniversary night. Ziva gave her purity to me.

It was beyond our will, everything just flowed along with the suddenly emerging waves and turmoil.

We realized that night had made a big mistake because we could not help ourselves.

But since that night, our relationship has gotten sticky. Between love and lust come together and make us keep repeating those hot activities whenever there is time and opportunity.

We had agreed to get married after college, but unfortunately there were problems that ended up making our relationship run aground and ended just like that.

Now when fate brings us back together, circumstances force me to have pity on Ziva who is in the slump because of the husband's stay forever. With no family here, Ziva struggles with his grief and downfall with his son.

I really can't bear to let him go through that toughest time alone.

Because after all, Ziva has been a part of my life. He has also given me happiness during our 4 years of relationship.

It was the third time I had contacted Bianca, but there was no answer. Somehow I was not calm and did not fully believe in the work Bianca received.

It felt strange because it was so easy that Bianca could be accepted and became a secretary. It made me suspicious of Agam.

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Bianca POVs

"It hurts a lot, Mom.?" I stared at the pain of Mas Agam's arm that was torn as a result of being hit by broken glass.

Right now we are in the hospital and Mas Agam's right hand is being sewed.

Earlier along the way to the hospital, I was unceasingly holding the hand of Mas Agam which I wrapped with a handkerchief so that the blood that came out was not more.

"No, it's ordinary." Agam replied calmly. His facial expression also seemed ordinary. Even I continue to grimace because I can feel what the pain of the wound on Mas Agam's arm looks like.

"Wait outside if you're scared. Don't be with me who's sewing, but you're the one who fainted." Flat language. But I know that Mas Agam is teasing me.

The doctor and nurse who were dealing with Mas Agam even chuckled.

"Most of them are like that, sir." The doctor chimed in Mas Agam's words by holding back a laugh.

I flicked my lips because they were teasing me, but Mas Agam even boasted a ignorant smile.

Although Mas Agam told me to wait outside, but I kept him company. And after almost 20, finally the wound on Mas Agam's hand was finished in the lid and wrapped in bandages.

I feel guilty and I owe it to him. As a result of trying to protect me, Mas Agam until injured like that.

If there is no Mas Agam, maybe I was hit by the broken glass.

We left the room to go home soon.

Meanwhile, the employee who had taken us to the hospital, had been asked back to the office by Mas Agam.

"The car keys are the same, right.?" Ask Mas Agam. I nodded and we rushed to the basement.

I opened the side door then to Mas Agam. With the injured right hand of Mas Agam, of course I did not let Mas Agam drive.

"Sorry Bia ya Mas" I said after entering the car. I don't know how many times I've apologized to Mas Agam for feeling so guilty about him.

"I'm sorry I can't change anything. Just relax, there's no need to overdo it like this."

"It was an accident, not an accident. So don't feel guilty." Speak with a calm and gentle tone.

"Let's go home, I'll have to take a shower and get changed." He said while staring at the white shirt with blood stains on the arm.

I rushed to the car to the house. We should have just left the office in 2 hours, but because of this incident, Mas Agam decided to go home.