
Dirga POVs
I parked the car in Ziva's yard. The house he had not yet completed with his son. I even helped Ziva when he moved out of the old house. Ziva told me that in the old house there were too many sweet memories with her late husband, and it only made her dissolve in sadness because every time she remembered her husband.
With some toys for Rayyan, I rushed down from the car.
It seemed like the roar of my car was being carried along by Rayyan, until the little boy opened the door before I knocked.
"Daddy,,," Rayyan shouted happily as she ran towards me. The smile on his lips expanded perfectly with both hands stretched out. I lowered my head so Rayyan could hug me. The boy who was almost 3 years old was very funny and adorable.
I immediately fell in love with that handsome boy from the first time I met him. And now there's a growing affection for Rayyan even though she and I have no blood or family ties.
All this time I have so longed for a child, unfortunately my marriage with Bianca has not been trusted to get offspring even though all kinds of ways we have done for the last 2 years.
Maybe that's what finally made me love Rayyan and want to always meet her.
"The handsome hotshot is healed.?" I asked while holding Rayyan after we finished hugging.
"Let it go down, don't carry it. You're just coming home, definitely cape." Said Ziva who had just walked out of the house and was standing at the door.
The woman wore a plain sleeveless dress on the knees with long hair that was unraveled.
Ziva's style hasn't changed much, but she's prettier than she was 8 years ago.
"No papa Zi, just relax." I rushed Rayyan into the house. Ziva seemed to close the door after I entered. I'm so sick of it, and I and Ziva don't do anything anyway. But even so, at first I was shocked when Ziva first closed the door when I first visited him.
But now I'm getting used to being in the house with Ziva and Rayya with the door shut.
I dropped Rayyan off in the living room. I then bought the toy I had bought for her.
"Well, good Daddy," Rayyan received with enthusiasm and focused attention to the toys that were still in her box.
"Rayyan, say thanks to Daddy.?" Ziva approached his son and asked him to thank me.
"Thank you Daddy," Rayyan hugged me again.
I really feel sorry for him. Until now Rayyan did not know that his Daddy was dead. Until one day, Ziva told me that Rayyan continued to cry every time she would sleep while calling her Daddy. That's why Rayyan calls me Daddy.
Ziva asked me for permission to call Daddy by Rayyan.
"Daddy, let's play." Invite Rayyan while offering her new toy.
"No Rayyan's. Daddy wants to eat first, Rayyan has to eat too." Ziva spoke to his son before I answered.
"No problem Zi, I can eat after accompanying Rayyan to play." I immediately obeyed Rayyan's request. Ziva seemed to disagree and continued to persuade me to eat first. Unfortunately, I could not refuse Rayyan's request and did not want to make the child sad.
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Bianca POVs
Because I have caused Mas Agam to have wounds on his hands, I continue to be in the thickets of guilt. And tonight I purposely deliver dinner to Mas Agam.
I knocked on the door of Mas Agam's house which had been closed since this afternoon. Right after I escorted Mas Agam and helped him to take off the shirt.
"Come in Bi.!! Not in the lock.!!" Mas Agam shouted from inside the house. It seemed like he was lazy to move to open the door.
"What's Bia.?" Mas Agam looked at my face, then returned to voice after his gaze went down and saw the plate containing the food I brought.
"You know that I'm a laper." Smile Mas Agam. He beckoned me with a head gesture to get me to him.
"It doesn't feel good the same. Because Bia hand Mas Agam sampe must be sewn." I lyrics right hand Mas Agam wrapped in bandages.
"Meeting tomorrow morning was also forced to step down because of this incident." I looked down, not daring to look at Mas Agam because it had made a mess on the first day of work.
Even to the point of making an important meeting was pushed back.
"Not to be so thought out, it's not your fault."
"On the meeting, it doesn't matter if you are resigned. Don't worry." The answer.
I was surprised when suddenly my hand was pulled by Mas Agam and asked to sit next to him.
I comply. Confused, I looked at Mas Agam and did not know why he suddenly pulled my hand and asked me to sit next to him.
"I'm hungry Bia. If you stand still holding the plate, when can I eat.?" His speech.
"Geez, sorry. I forgot to give her food." I smiled clumsily as I thrust a plate filled with seafood fried rice at him.
"It's hard to eat alone, his hands hurt when crushed."
"Please on the bribe." His ink with a flat expression and a relaxed tone of speech.
While I was made to gawk at his request.
Want to refuse, but the wound on Mas Agam's hand because he tried to protect me.
Whereas if I bribe him, I fear the feelings between us are getting stronger.
"I'm just asking for a bribe, Bia. Not asking to be satisfied, why think until 1 century." Tegurya with a satirical tone.
I hit his arm. It could be that Mas Agam spoke like that and made my mind holy, immediately contaminated.
"Yes, yes.! Bia take the spoon first." I put the dishes on the table and hurriedly went to the kitchen to pick up the spoon and drink.
"Where's the medicine put Mas.? After eating, you have to take your medicine." I asked after I got back from the kitchen.
"I put it in the room. It's on the nightstand. Just come in." Legally. I quickly shook my head. It feels unethical to have to go into Mas Agam's private room. Even if I am alone.
"Just take it." My love.
"Yes, let's just take it together to the room." I glared straight away. Mas Agam.really a hobby of poisoning my mind to think the no-no.
"Don't start it.!" My tempest.
"Start how Bi.? Warm up yet." Keep up while getting off the couch. Mas Agam walked towards his room by passing me just like that. With a flat facial expression.
I do not know what all the bad words of Mas Agam are serious, or just a joke.
But clearly he managed to make my mind travel.