Neighbor's Blanket
Chapter 53

Dirga POVs

"Let's get divorced. I want to end our marriage."

Bianca's words are like a lightning strike to me. I never imagined those horrible words would come out of Bianca's lips.

The woman with a soft, submissive heart and so longed for me, spoke those words out of my foolishness.

When I decided to ignore Ziva and no longer care about her situation, Bianca asked to end our marriage.

I still can't believe Bianca knew what I was doing out there. It never occurred to me that my good intentions towards Ziva would be the time bomb that destroyed my household with Bianca.

"Daddy, please open the door. I don't want to divorce Dek. Love you, don't stay here." I sit down at the door. My energy instantly disappeared after Bianca expressed her desire to part ways.

For the first time I cried, I couldn't bear to lose Bianca. Even imagining it frustrated me.

Repeatedly begged Bianca to open the door, but there was no answer at all. I didn't move a bit from the front of the guest room. I hit my head a few times because of the stupidity I had done.

My tears even kept dripping, my chest felt tight and my breath choked. I don't know what it would be like if I were without Bianca.

Almost 2 hours in front of the door, fatigue and drowsiness make me sleep by itself. No matter the cold.

That morning I woke up early with a slightly worse condition due to sleeping in a sitting position at the door.

Moving into the kitchen, I immediately cleaned the glass from the perfume bottle that Bianca threw last night. I cleaned it and made sure there was no vanilla scent left in the kitchen. I don't know how many times I have to mop it up so that the strong scent of vanilla can go away.

dirty dishes that have been on the dining table since last night also did not escape me to finish. I washed it, after which I tried to make breakfast even though I never did.

Bianca spoiled me so much by always preparing food for me, that I never touched the kitchen to make my own food.

I do not know how long I struggled in the kitchen, but only ordinary fried rice that I can serve with a taste that does not know what.

After finishing the dinner table, I went to the bathroom and got ready. Despite the ongoing problems, I cannot ignore the responsibilities in the company.

Moreover, at 10 there will be an important meeting with all the company officials.

The clock has shown 7 o'clock past. After getting ready, I went to the guest room to take Bianca to breakfast.

"Sir, are you awake.? Let's have breakfast." I knocked on the door and said softly.

Several times knocked on the door, until finally Bianca opened the door and came out of the room in a neat state.

I threw a smile at her, even though I knew Bianca would ignore me like this.

"Let's have breakfast first Dek, Mas make fried rice. But don't know ra,,"

"Eat alone, I'll have breakfast outside." Bianca cut my words and just passed by.

"Sir, please don't be like this." I followed and prevented his move. A cynical smile was engraved on his lips. It hurts so much to see Bianca smiling cynically at me.

"Who thought that made me like this.?!" With a high and thin tone, Bianca looked at me sharply.

For the umpteenth time the word sorry escaped my mouth even though I knew it would not make Bianca want to forgive me.

"A chance for what.? I can't keep this marriage. The divorce will happen, I'll take care of it soon.!" Bianca said firmly without the slightest doubt. It seemed like the pain I was inflicting was too deep until there was no chance to fix it.

Bianca passed by without me preventing it. Apparently he ordered a taxi. I could only stare at the car in Bianca.

Swallowing disappointment, I finished my own fried rice that was nothing compared to Bianca's fried rice.

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Agam POVs

Seeing Bia coming out of the house, I rushed into the car to catch up with Bia who was on the way to the office.

I'm sure he's not okay after last night I overheard a commotion and the sound of Bia screaming from inside his house.

I can guess that last night Bia expressed her intention to separate from Dirga. Because a few hours before the commotion occurred, Bia had sent a message to me that she would show Dirga photos and videos with the affair.

There is a feeling of joy and compassion that becomes one. Happy because Bia can make a decision, but pity because I know the breakup will definitely hurt for him.

However, I can feel that Bia loves Dirga very much. Separating from him would definitely be the toughest and most difficult decision.

"Have you reached the office.?" Ask me after the call is connected.

"New to Mas." The answer is not excited.

"Have you eaten.?" Ask again. Bia replied yet with a lethargic-sounding tone.

"I'll buy food. Wait in my room, in 20 minutes I'll be there." After saying that, I decided that her phone call parked the car in front of the shophouse court with many food vendors lined up along the way.

Entering my work room, I found Bianca daydreaming by standing facing a glass wall that showed the view of Bandung in the morning.

I placed the food on the table before finally approaching Bia who had not realized my existence.

"It's not good to daydream early." I hugged him from behind.

It feels very comfortable inhaling the scent of Bianca's body. It never occurred to me to love a married woman. But that feeling came on its own without me preventing it. Bianca is too perfect in my eyes, maybe that's what makes this feeling so hot to have.

"Mas, when's it coming.?" Bianca looked shocked as I hugged her all of a sudden. She turned around and a sweet smile spread across her lips.

Beautiful, really very beautiful woman who is still the status of a wife but I have never dagahi. Not true indeed, what we did was clearly wrong, but who could control the turmoil in the hearts between us that was already passionate.

"Must. Let's eat, you'll have to fill the stomach before I fill it with anything else." I teased him while raising his eyebrows. The beautiful woman seemed to blush in embarrassment but threw a punch at my arm.

"Still in the morning, don't talk slurping." Bianca reprimands.

"Then I'll wait for noon." My heart is again getting a punch and a sharp look.

"I'm joking Bia," I gently rubbed the tip of his head.

"But if you take it seriously, I don't mind. There's still security in my wallet." I blinked, deliberately teasing Bianca until her cheeks blushed. It was so adorable, I didn't want to stop teasing her.