Neighbor's Blanket
Chapter 63

Dirga POVs

I was stunned for a moment after opening my eyes. This beautiful sight I have not seen for a long time after opening my eyes in the morning.

The beautiful and shady face of Bianca while asleep has been more than 3 years a beautiful and soothing sight for me.

I was really stupid to have made a big mistake and now I almost miss this beautiful sight.

Just waiting for time, everything will disappear and go from my life.

My hands were outstretched, wanting to wipe the peaceful face of Bianca who was asleep. But this hand only floated in the air when it remembered with my own promise. I don't want Bianca to think that I'm taking advantage of the situation.

Being able to go back to sleep with her alone made me happy, I did not want to ruin this precious moment that could never be repeated again after we parted.

"You're the Deck, you're the only one who still wants in life." I can only murmur quietly while continuing to look lovingly at Bianca's beautiful face.

If I had the chance, I wouldn't want to care for the opposite sex, which in the end just makes me fall into a terrible mistake.

Long enough to look at Bianca's face, I glanced at the clock already showing at 6.

Actually I was not satisfied looking at her beautiful face, but considering that we had to prepare to go to the office, I had to wake her up.

"Wake up Deck, it's six o'clock." I woke Bianca without trying to touch her, but spoke a little loudly.

Slowly Bianca squirmed after the third time I called her.

Her beautiful eyes, which were adorned with pliable hair, are now starting to open. I carved a smile for her despite not getting any response from her.

Bianca rushed to her feet after her consciousness became fully visible. The beautiful woman got out of bed, I was reflex to come down and the atmosphere this morning became awkward.

Bianca tidied up her blanket by folding it.

"You clean the room, let Mas cook." My words were about to leave Bianca in the room.

"No need to take a shower."

"I'll cook after this." It prevents me from cooking.

I chose to obey Bianca's words.

"Still Deck," I almost wiped the tip of his head, but I said it immediately.

Bianca who had seen my hand lifted, now looked fixedly at me.

Not wanting to make the atmosphere so chaotic, I immediately went to the bathroom.

The interaction we had since last night was very stiff and awkward, but at least much better than the days before.

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Bianca POVs

After finishing the bed and preparing Mas Dirga's work clothes, I hurried to go to the kitchen to cook.

Over the next 1 week, I will return to my usual routine as Mas Dirga's wife. Maybe we should have left a good impression before we split up.

Moreover, mistakes are not only made by Mas Dirga alone. Because I consciously followed in Mas Dirga's footsteps in tarnishing our marriage.

This morning I made some seafood fried rice. I don't know how long I haven't made Mas Dirga's favorite food.

Finished arranging at the dining table, I rushed to the guest room to take a shower because all my belongings were there.

The smile on Mas Dirga's lips looked bright as he stared at the dining table that had been filled with seafood fried rice and warm tea.

"Consider the fried rice and the tea Dek," he said after a moment of silence staring at his food.

I responded with a small nod.

The atmosphere was quiet, we focused on spending breakfast each. Until we left the dinner table and left the house to go together to the office.

I had a glance at the house next door, which was known by Mas Dirga until he also stared in that direction.

Mas Agam's car was not in front of the house, it seemed like he was staying at his parents' residence. Yesterday while still in the office, he said he would go home to Mr. Airlangga.

Not giving any comment after seeing me staring at Mas Agam's house, now Mas Dirga asked me to get into the car with the door he had opened for me.

"What time is Dek coming home today.? Let's tell Mas yes, we'll go home together." He was sitting in the steering chair.

"Yes, it's." I just answered briefly.

Dirga slowly drove his car. Along the way to my office, Mas Dirga continued to invite me to talk without alluding to the slightest problem that we were facing.

"The Dek's corporate birthday day, the show's at the hotel at 7 p.m."

"If you don't mind, I'll take you. Do you have time.?" Dirga asked carefully.

The problems that occur in our household clearly provide a big change for both of us in terms of limited communication and interaction. But I was the one who limited all of that.

Usually Mas Dirga will immediately invite me without the need to say I object or ask I have time or not.

"Not yet to know. I'll tell you later, "I'll straighten my eyes after answering Mas Dirga's question.

"Thank you Deck," I took a quick glance, in addition to the rigid communication, Mas Dirga also became more and more to say thanks to me.

The thing that made me feel more and more that our relationship was already getting more tenuous.

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Entering the room, I was surprised by the presence of Mas Agam behind the door. The man smiled broadly welcoming me in. He even helped me close the door..

"Still in the morning, is Mas already in the office.? Did you sleep here last night.?" I stared in wonder. It is not usual for Mas Agam to leave so early.

"I left early because I missed someone." His reply slowly walked behind me and suddenly hugged me from behind.

"Mas," I was aghast in shock, but let Mas Agam embrace me and put a chin on my shoulder.

"Evenings of heavy rain and lots of lightning, can you sleep well.?" His question was attentive and there was a tinge of worry in it.

"He slept in the same master room as Mas Dirga." My solute.

"You slept in one more room.?" Mas Agam's tone showed discomfort.

I took a deep breath before finally answering and explaining everything to Mas Agam about my agreement with Mas Dirga to go back to sleep one room and do activities as usual before we officially separated.

Slowly I felt Mas Agam's embrace loosening, he stepped away from behind me and sat on the sofa with a difficult-to-art facial expression.

I immediately followed him and sat beside Mas Agam with a slight distance.

"You didn't do anything, did you.?" Mas Agam stared lethargicly. I know what's on his mind right now.