Neighbor's Blanket
Chapter 47

Dirga POVs

It was the 6th time I called Bianca even though I knew her phone number was off.

The sorted message I sent since last afternoon was even read without a single reply. I was agitated and anxious to think about Bianca's current state and whereabouts. While I do not have contact with Bianca's office friends who are also being assigned to Jakarta.

I wanted to ask Agam this, considering that the man was in an office with Bianca.

But unfortunately I had to swallow the disappointment because Religion was not at home.

"You're worried about Dek," I'm stung in a huff waiting for Bianca to tell me. I called him again, but his cell phone number was still out of touch.

Just about to put the phone on the nightstand, a call came into my phone. I thought Bianca called me, but it was Ziva.

The number I deliberately didn't keep because I didn't want to make Bianca misunderstand.

"Why Zi.?" I asked after he picked up his phone call.

"Mas, are you really not going home tonight.? Rayyan's been looking for you since morning. He asked me when Daddy was coming home." Ziva's voice sounded sad across the street. I understand that. Ziva is indeed weak when it comes to Rayyan and her son's wishes.

I took a deep breath and sighed heavily. Now I just feel that my good intentions will eventually have a bad impact on my personal life.

I was really reflexive about Rayyan calling me Daddy because Rayyan was crying hysterically and looking for her Daddy.

"Sorry Zi, I can't." I said firmly. It's time I put some distance on them. I don't want my compassion for Ziva to be a big deal in my domestic life with Bianca.

Regardless of how my relationship with Ziva was in the past, Bianca was still my future. I love Bianca so much, more than I loved Ziva.

"But Di, Rayyan is crying, I can't see her being sad like that." Ziva's voice choked. I knew the woman was holding back her tears. He definitely would not cry in front of Rayyan.

"Go to the video call, let me talk to Rayyan." My love replaced me with a video call.

At that moment I saw Rayyan crying. His eyes sparkled when he looked at me.

"Daddy,," The boy's voice rang out.

"Go home Daddy, Yan wants to play with Daddy." Rayyan whined again. Her crying broke instantly. I could only take a deep breath, trying to neutralize my feelings that were shattered by Rayyan's crying because it was so heartbreaking.

"Rayyan, Daddy can't go home yet. Daddy's at work."

"Don't cry, boys must be strong."

"Daddy's gonna buy Rayyan a lot of toys." I tried to calm Rayyan down so that the boy would stop crying.

After nearly 20 minutes of talking to her, Rayyan finally stopped her crying and began to be able to chuckle a little.

I ended the call after making sure Rayyan no longer cried.

Now I'm trying to call Bianca again, hoping that her phone number is active. But until this moment Bianca still can not be contacted.

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Bianca POVs

Opening eyes in the arms of Mas Agam. My smile when faced with the handsome face of Mas Agam who was so peaceful in his deep sleep. I couldn't bear to wake up the man who held me up all night.

"Beautiful," said Mas Agam in a hoarse heavy voice. His eyes looked so deep at me. I gave a smile, my face warmed up after hearing one word of praise from Mas Agam.

"Why are your cheeks blushing.?" Now Mas Agam even seems to deliberately tease me. He pulled my chin so we could look at each other.

"Mas, don't look at me like that.!" Reprimand me with a firm voice. I do it to get rid of shame as well as groggy. My heart started to beat fast, it felt hard to control my feelings in front of Mas Agam.

"Then what should you be like, hmm,,.?" Mas Agam now deliberately cupped both of my cheeks so that I can not throw away my face. We were facing each other in a slanted body position.

"Awww, Bia's head hurts Mas," I grimaced as I held his head. At that moment Mas Agam also released his hand from my cheek.

"Bi, why are you.?" Mas Agam looks very anxious.

"Do I need to see a doctor.?" He asked with an anxious face.

I immediately got up and got out of bed.

"It's okay, Mas." I said as I ran to the bathroom and chuckled because I managed to escape to avoid Mas Agam's gaze which was able to destroy my heart.

I heard Mas Agam clucking before finally yelling at me.

"It looks like you asked for the law.!" His shouting. I just turned my head with a smile, then rushed into the bathroom to clean myself up.

"Oh my goodness, Agam.!" I was shocked when I opened the bathroom door and found the man standing firmly in front of the door. With a flat expression and an eye highlight that is difficult to understand, Mas Agam walked forward and made me reflexively step back.

"Mass, what do you want.?" I swallowed with difficulty. Now I can read the meaning of Mas Agam's eyes after we were in the bathroom and he closed the door.

"What do you think I should do.?" Mas Agam raised his eyebrows, clearly he was teasing me.

"Still in the morning, don't fuck around." I pushed slowly Mas Agam's chest away.

As he got closer, my heart rate got more and more out of control.

"So when it's noon can be all right.?" Ask. My eyes immediately rounded perfectly. I cursed my ambiguous words until Mas Agam was able to make me run out of words when he responded to my words just now.

"Bas.! No kidding. We should have breakfast, then get ready for the office." I stepped back, while Mas Agam continued to walk forward.

"There's still 2 hours left before you head to the office, so just relax." Slowly lightly.

I stopped in place because my back had already hit the wall. The next second, Mas Agam locked me with both hands resting on the wall.

"Mas, don't,,,"

My voice hangs because Mas Agam first silences my mouth with his lips.

I nailed, kept quiet and let Mas Agam play my lips.

Not thinking to refuse, my hands just hold on to the waist of Mas Agam. Squeezing the side of the clothes worn by Mas Agam.

After a few moments of silence, I slowly began to return the kiss.

I'm glad to remove the link of our lips, kiss it down, down, exploring my neck and continue down to stop at my two hills which are now only wrapped in br-a because Mas Agam managed to release my pajamas.