Neighbor's Blanket
Chapter 51

"Let me," Mas Agam took over the small suitcase I was about to drop off the car.

I followed in the footsteps of Mas Agam who was walking towards my house. He put his suitcase on the porch.

"You better rest," he said, gently rubbing my head. I just stared at it without saying anything. This feeling is getting real, I really love Mas Agam and want it.

Mas Agam passed, but I prevented him by hugging from behind.

I buried my face on Mas Agam's back and my tears just fell.

This feeling is really torturous.

"Bianca, what's wrong with you.?" Releasing my embrace, Mas Agam turned around and cupped my face until I could see the anxiety on his face.

Without answering his question, I immediately rushed into Mas Agam's embrace and sobbed more and more in the funds.

"Stay here Mas, don't stay in Bia." I hugged Mas Agam even more. My request as the wife of Mas Dirga who wanted another man to stay by my side was indeed very wrong. I shouldn't have asked Mas Agam to stay while I was Mas Dirga's wife. But I really don't want to lose Mas Agam, the man who lately was able to make me comfortable and shift a moment of my pain to Mas Dirga.

"Please your heart and mind, and then make a decision." Say Mas Agam with a shady voice.

"Take the best decision for you, not because it is affected by our closeness." I rubbed my back gently.

"Bia understands," I let go of a hug. At that time Mas Agam also wiped my tears.

"Stop crying, I hate this." Mas Agam stared at me.

I nodded in understanding and tried to carve out a smile even though it felt heavy. My mind is really messed up. I do not want to end the closeness with Mas Agam, but it is difficult to let go of the 6 years I spent with Mas Dirga. Because I never imagined our marriage would be like this.

As a result of Mas Dirga's lies, now I also participate in the destruction of my own household.

My closeness to Mas Agam does not just happen, it all starts from the actions of Mas Dirga. If only Mas Dirga had not hidden another woman behind me, I would have never opened myself up to any man.

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Dirga POVs

"Sorry Zi, I'm busy. Please don't use Rayyan to ask me to come home." My pain. The more I came here, the more I was sure that from the beginning Ziva had deliberately wanted to make me part with Bianca.

"But Mas, Rayyan's been really feverish since last night for looking for you. I'm not lying, "Ziva's voice was heard holding back tears. Even if Ziva's words are true, I won't come to see them.

To be honest, I've become unsettled since Ziva's presence. Although I am amused by Rayyan's figure, but it does not make me really happy. Because my true happiness is with Bianca.

"How many times do I have to say Zi, I want to stop.! Our closeness is wrong."

"Please don't ask me to come again. I don't want our closeness to make me lose Bianca." I don't know how many times I've begged Ziva to stop and forget my kindness and concern for them. But it looks like Ziva has misinterpreted it until he has come this far by constantly asking me to meet him.

"What do you expect from Bianca, Mas.?! He can't even give you a baby. As for me, you know for yourself I can have a child.!" Ziva is full of anger.

My jaw hardened, I clenched my hand hearing Ziva's insults on Bianca.

"Enough Zi.!! You've crossed the line.!"

"Never compare you to Bianca, because Bianca is not like you.!!"

"You can be mad at me, but never insult Bianca.!" I immediately disconnected the call and that second also blocked Ziva's number.

My chest was suddenly hot to hear Ziva insulting Bianca.

3 Days in Bianca, it feels very empty. Every night I had trouble sleeping and could not sleep well.

Open the door slowly. The mouth-watering aroma of cooking immediately came out as the door opened wide. Suddenly the stomach is hungry. Bianca's cuisine is always good and I can't wait to eat it. Including impatiently eating his person.

"What are you cooking, baby.?" I hugged Bianca from behind. The beautiful woman was a little surprised because suddenly I hugged her, while she was unaware when I came to the kitchen.

"Mas, I'm cooking." Bianca let go of both of my coiled hands on her stomach. Without even looking at me, she continued cooking.

Strange, there is something strange about Bianca's attitude. I felt that Bianca was avoiding me and being indifferent to me. His attitude is even ordinary, even though we only met after 3 days he went to Jakarta.

"What time are you home, Dek.?" I did not give up, re-hugged Bianca from behind and put a chin on her shoulder.

Comfortable, it feels really comfortable to hug Bianca like this. Only Bianca can make me comfortable and calm.

"So afternoon."

"Let's go take a shower first." For the second time Bianca let go of my embrace.

I'm getting confused by Bianca's weird attitude.

"Dek, what are you doing.? Angry at me.?" I tried flipping Bianca's body to look at me, but Bianca brushed aside.

"I'm cape again. It's gotta be cooking all over again."

"Rather than Mas only disturb and the cuisine is not mateng-mateng, mendingan Mas just shower. I'll call her if dinner's ready." This time Bianca spoke while looking at me.

After looking at the look in his eyes, I could feel that something was being hidden by Bianca.

"Actually you why Dek.? You don't usually look like it. The effect is evasive and do not want to stick with you." I grabbed Bianca's cheek and stared in the shade.

"3 days we did not meet, Mas miss you. I just want your hug Dek. You don't miss the same Mas.?"

Bianca seemed to take a deep breath, after which it removed my hand from her face.

"We'll talk later, after dinner."

"There's something important we need to talk about.!" He said with sharp eyes. Bianca's attitude increasingly makes me not careless and curious half-dead. Obviously this isn't the Bianca I've known all along.

"What do you want to say, Dek.? Don't make me curious. Why not talk now.?" I still set my tone to keep it soft, even though Bianca's tone was getting tighter with irritated eyes.

"Bas.! Please help me this time.!" His ink with a high tone.

I was stunned, I could not believe that the beautiful woman in front of me was Bianca who had been so gentle and never refused when I hugged her.

"Darling, are you okay.?" I tried to embrace his shoulder, but my hand was on rough edge.

"Don't hear what I told you.?"

"We talk again after dinner.!" His touch and pass from before me.

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